Tag: writing

The love in my heart for you burns ever so bright,

A flame that tempts me to give in to desire.

Yet reason prevails, for to act would not be right –

Our precious bond, I cannot bear to let it expire.

The answer is No, yet my heart still overflows

With feelings that long to be freely expressed.

But to risk all we share, that connection that glows –

A friendship so dear, it must be treasured, not stressed.

This choice cuts me deep, a bittersweet ache,

To deny what my heart so desperately craves.

Yet our bond, our trust, I can never forsake –

That connection, a treasure no romance can replace.

So I’ll hold back these feelings, keep them safely concealed,

Preserving the gift of the bond we’ve revealed.

For your friendship, my friend, is a treasure more dear

Than any romance that could ever appear.

We stand at the edge, hearts pounding in sync,

Drawn to the heat of a connection so rare.

The warmth between us beckons, daring us to drink

From this cup of affection – yet doubt lingers there.

For we are more than friends, but less than lovers bound,

Suspended in a liminal space, afraid to take the leap.

The familiar safety of friendship surrounds,

While the unknown abyss of romance lies deep.

I gaze into your eyes, searching for a sign

-Do you feel this electric tension, this unspoken desire?

The precipice before us seems to blur the line,

Tempting us to abandon caution, to ignite the fire.

Yet the fear of losing what we already share

Holds us back from surrendering to love’s sweet embrace.

Must we forever remain in this in-between lair?

Or will we find the courage to fall into grace?

The choice is ours, the moment pregnant with potential

-To leap into the unknown, or remain safely apart.

The precipice awaits, our hearts the only essential

-Will we take the plunge and unite body, mind and heart?

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This poem was written out of this: https://micqu.org/2024/08/02/untitled_20240802/

The moon, kissed by the sun, its heart aglow,
Reluctantly bids farewell, a lover unwilling to depart.
Its silvery light slowly fades, a bittersweet dance,
As the sun's golden rays begin to ascend.
The sun, in fiery, passionate sway,
Rises to claim the masterpiece divine.
Painting the sky in vibrant hues,
Chasing the shadows of night away.
Bade the moon farewell, in one final caress,
As the sky awakens, a symphony of colors.
Crimson and amber, violet and blue,
A breathtaking display for the world to behold.
Filled with the hope the sunrise's golden rays bestow,
A new day dawns, brimming with wonder and promise anew.
The earth stirs, stretching towards the warming light,
Eager to welcome all that the day will bring.
The warmth that only love's tender touch can,
Envelops the world in its gentle embrace.
Bathed in the glow of the morning light,
The earth is reborn, a masterpiece of endless grace.
New life blossoms, flowers unfurling their petals,
Birds take flight, their song a joyous melody.
All creation awakens, renewed and refreshed,
Basking in the glory of a new day dawned.

Beneath the softest feather’s caress,
A wound lies hidden, a secret to address,
Tender to the touch, yet deep within,
A pain that yearns to be heard, not just seen.

The surface seems calm, a picture of peace,
But underneath, a storm rages, refusing to cease,
A fragile facade, a delicate veil,
Masking the anguish that refuses to pale.

A single touch, a gentle sway,
Awakens the ache, a cry for a way,
To heal the hurt, to mend the strife,
That dwells beneath the feather’s life.

Yet in this wound, a glimmer shines,
A spark of hope, a light that defines,
The strength to overcome, the will to endure,
For beneath the feather, a heart beats, pure.

I am the storm, the raging gale,
Unleashing fury without fail.
My winds howl, my lightning flares,
As I descend, no one compares.
I am the rain, the pouring tears,
Cleansing the earth, dispelling fears.
My droplets fall, a soothing balm,
Restoring nature's sacred calm.
I am the thunder, the booming roar,
Shaking the ground forevermore.
My rumbling voice, a mighty call,
Commanding reverence from all.
I am the storm, the rain, the thunder 
-Primal forces torn asunder.
Respect my power, heed my might,
For I am nature's awesome sight.

Whispers of my musings take flight,
Adrift on the breeze, soon lost from sight.
If only I could gather each drifting shard,
Craft them into a lasting, final regard.
Each thread a thought, a memory so dear,
Intricately woven, a tale to revere.
But the strands slip through my desperate grasp,
As time relentlessly begins to clasp.
A race against the clock, a frantic plea,
To immortalize this ephemeral reverie.
Yet the woven work remains ever incomplete,
As the curtain descends, my heart does beat.
A bittersweet farewell, a final embrace,
As the intricate design fades without a trace.
The threads unravel, my musings take flight,
Leaving behind a void, a somber plight.
But in the depths of my soul, they shall remain.

I try to shield my heart in raging fire,
To guard it from the lure of your gaze.
Yet my efforts crumble, powerless to inspire - For you have cast your spell, ensnared me in your haze.
When you draw near, the world fades into oblivion,
Your presence, a siren's soulful call.
Helpless, I'm lost in a trance-like oblivion, 
Intoxicated by the love you make me feel, enthrall.
Your touch ignites a blaze that consumes my soul,
Kindling an inferno that burns deep within.
I crave your kiss, your embrace, to be your heart's sole goal -
To be devoured by the passion I'm drowning in.
Yet a weight upon my heart, a melancholy so grim,
For I know this love will tear us apart.
Shattered, my soul in anguish, I'll be left to the brim
With the knowledge this love will break my heart.
So let me surrender, give in to your spell,
 For in your arms, I find my peace, my haven true.
In this bittersweet bliss, I'll forever dwell, Knowing one day, this love will be my living hell.

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Just one more day until Fire&Rain will be officially released.