Ainda linda, ja esta

You’re still the one that i adore;
You’re still the one my heart beats for.
After all this time nothings changed
about how you make me feel deranged.
I can only hope you feel the same.

You’re still the one that i fight for;
You’re still the one who makes me soar.
After all this time i admire the way
you go about your day to day.
I can only wait for you to play.

You’re still the one i cant ignore;
You’re still the one i love for evermore.
After all this time everything is clear
about how you are to me so dear.
I can only dream you’ll reappear.

You’re still the one i love the more.
You’re still the one beauty and amor.
After all this time i want you back
to cure me of this heart-attack.
I can only wish that you accept.

Stubborn Patience

Never say never
means I’ll wait forever;
come hail or shine
no matter the weather,
just long and pine,
busy with whatever.
Abiding such time
to the end’s sever.

Never say never
until we’re together;
again able to fly
like birds of feather,
we’ll soar in the sky
free from our tether.
With joy raise cry
for love’s endeavour.

Downtime

The love still breathes
Tho the heart doth bleed;
While Hope seems lost
With such burdened cost.
Yet faith can renew
The dream i have with you;
For when we both believe
Then the love does breath.

From seed

maracuja

The passions you planted here,
I water and watch them grow and shoot.
To keep them safe and dear,
Hoping they’ll someday bear their fruit.

Revelation

Awoke this morn’ feeling rough.
Head pounding, chest full of cough;
Yearning for tea and grease even though
My belly feels swollen and sour as dough.

Last night I’d had more than enough.
Standing up – a task so tough.
Now i wonder what i even sought
My brain cant collect a single thought.

Still i press on as one ought…
Knowing i must sell what i bought,
To start afresh, anew with nought.

Same and anew

My little love, my little bramble
Upon you i took a gamble.
With many spikes you cut n tear
Yet fruit delicious do you bear.
I cannot rid you from my mind,
Despite how you can be unkind.
Roots so deep n full of tangle;
Branches all around which strangle.
Oh sweet blackberry, wild n free;
How i wish you’d grow with me.