Be Still
Be still, oh lonely and fragile heart!
Save those beats of yours!
For heartbreakers will come and stop thy beating!
Stop now while there is time, and turn thy back
on those poets, who'll make you believe
what their tongues permit.
Stop now while you enjoy the contentment
the stars, the sunset, the breeze give you.
So you'll die knowing only the goodness
these sincere creation can give you,
yet forever untaste the bitter and sweet fruits of love.
---thePaintedLady, 41501
To my future lover
I long for a lover's touch,
of which are nothing
but sincere, soft, and gentle caresses of his love.
deep and emotional, I become still.
full of love, only my man can give.
I may mistake falsity for truth and honesty,
for I easily melt and get blown off by the winds of romance,
like melted ice, turned into vapors, and swept unwillingly.
I may get blinded by these soft and gentle touches...
and might fall for which I'd call
love, and honesty, and foreverness.
Though he'd take advantage of this weakness of mine,
I'd weep not than decide to become forever a stone
and not feel those soft and gentle,
though untrue caresses,
my so-called lover could give.
And if so you decide, to be my future lover,
have pity on this fragile me
and give only those sincere, soft, and gentle caresses
I so long to feel...
--thePaintedLady, 41501
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