Thursday, March 24, 2011

Poem 82 of 365/ Bond

Bond

I am vurnable to you  standing exposed with stained treadlines of  Water that mimic my fears. 
I mask smiles for you so clouds wouldn't cover the admiration and devotion for you I build in arrears.   
I build figures of voodoo to glue a future to you, 
In hopes the struggles of love bleeds through my ambitions of us two. and enhance our careers. 
 
I am solid because of your kisses 
I am proud to Trimble by the vibrations of your voice,
I am weak against your strong security and defensless against all available option and choice. 

You inspire my masculinity, disagree without fighting and blame,
You encourage a very pure MarQuis and sprinkle royalty back in this name. 

Twas forever my heart did see, 
Imprisoned in eternity my love  shall be,  around shades of everlasting,
I bond myself to thee

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