Earthly Perfection...
A Poem by Blake Melvin
Fears on ya lips
Hopes in your eyes
Insecurities in your heart
The weight of the world suspended from your neck
Swings freely like a pendulum .
You have the ability to cut the rope..
Let loose again separate from the enfeeble environment that absorbs you .
friendship is over rated and you hate it But subconsciously you know that your image provides a light of hope for multiple lost souls so you refuse to let go.
Your arms are like home .
A place of refuge the world can run to Knowing that an impenetrable shield Is what covers them and what their holding on to .
You give them a sense of protection a feeling unexpected the first time I laid in your possession
I felt a deep affection ..
Not ones of lovers which we will never be. But an affection that depth goes beyond what love can see. A need
A connection
When I felt the Rhythm of your heart's beat i quickly began to write melodies of you and how your harmonization with me bloomed my self esteem.
What a beautiful rose.
Plenty petals of a cherished anticipation holds back the worlds precipitation It only rains when you cry so i try to be everything in your eyes to always make you smile and Desiccate the pain from your sight so I can preserve my sunshine for a life time.
How you turn Maryland into California is just another one of your magic tricks Your amazing simplicity shows me how basic magic is.
The way you took that ice box that was blocked in the left side of my chest and evolved it into a heart big enough to only be compare by a reformed grinch is ecstatic .
Your canvas is not clean there's multiply lines of pain running through every sheet I see why it's so easy for you to relate to me.
your composition is the definition of poetic
Our moments expand hours from seconds and during each passing a poem is embedded .
Am I worthy to save superwoman?
I don't know. But if I held onto you instead would you let go?
If I reach out will u grab my hand and intertwine your your fingers with mine transfer your pain into my palm
And let me heal it.
Willing and ready to concede to my day dreams of you and me a passion lays between our lips do you feel it?
These emotions I keep buried in the deep will I ever trust you enough to reveal it?
Poetic justice ...
fears on ya lips
Hopes in your eyes
Insecurities in your heart
The weight of the world suspended from your neck
Swings freely like a pendulum .
Just a few characteristic of your perfection...
Insecurities in your heart
The weight of the world suspended from your neck
Swings freely like a pendulum .
You have the ability to cut the rope..
Let loose again separate from the enfeeble environment that absorbs you .
friendship is over rated and you hate it But subconsciously you know that your image provides a light of hope for multiple lost souls so you refuse to let go.
Your arms are like home .
A place of refuge the world can run to Knowing that an impenetrable shield Is what covers them and what their holding on to .
You give them a sense of protection a feeling unexpected the first time I laid in your possession
I felt a deep affection ..
Not ones of lovers which we will never be. But an affection that depth goes beyond what love can see. A need
A connection
When I felt the Rhythm of your heart's beat i quickly began to write melodies of you and how your harmonization with me bloomed my self esteem.
What a beautiful rose.
Plenty petals of a cherished anticipation holds back the worlds precipitation It only rains when you cry so i try to be everything in your eyes to always make you smile and Desiccate the pain from your sight so I can preserve my sunshine for a life time.
How you turn Maryland into California is just another one of your magic tricks Your amazing simplicity shows me how basic magic is.
The way you took that ice box that was blocked in the left side of my chest and evolved it into a heart big enough to only be compare by a reformed grinch is ecstatic .
Your canvas is not clean there's multiply lines of pain running through every sheet I see why it's so easy for you to relate to me.
your composition is the definition of poetic
Our moments expand hours from seconds and during each passing a poem is embedded .
Am I worthy to save superwoman?
I don't know. But if I held onto you instead would you let go?
If I reach out will u grab my hand and intertwine your your fingers with mine transfer your pain into my palm
And let me heal it.
Willing and ready to concede to my day dreams of you and me a passion lays between our lips do you feel it?
These emotions I keep buried in the deep will I ever trust you enough to reveal it?
Poetic justice ...
fears on ya lips
Hopes in your eyes
Insecurities in your heart
The weight of the world suspended from your neck
Swings freely like a pendulum .
Just a few characteristic of your perfection...
We were born into a wold of sin so perfection in a Godly sense is impossible. That is the beauty of of being a human. We are so amazing yet imperfect. The more you love and understand the more beautifully imperfect. I chose this poem to further explain how a woman in all her imperfection is still so perfect...
