A tear drops to the floor then I pick it up for him and I keep it in my pocket
Filled with the life that died unaware of his slowly beating bleeding heart
Comforting when he left me in this life full of touching thoughts from him
Still sharing each other in a stream of our heightened emotional ring
A dream unfulfilled of what was spoken about and they are now mine
Remembering isn't for yesterday it's for the future when we searched divine
And sitting in his armchair watching spiders on the floor taught us well
That book I first read upstairs when an eye caught the attention wildly
As the wind blows he tells me softly the flowers smell sweeter the closer you are to the grave
And dropping in from Heaven we both agreed we would meet one day
I can't forgive myself for not saying goodbye to the man who I loved dearly
My feet firmly stuck in his core caused an even bigger fear of crying
Showered by my shyness and the lack of a self-believing lonely poet in love
Dreams falter as they sometimes catch a cold when whistling on my violin
Buried twice and in both places being laid down in my heart and in Heaven
Voices from his yesterdays are nightmares within my passion
Regardless, Adrian, you took in the idea of me when my mind dissolved
Live forever we stay together and I realise now I hold your hand again
See you soon my greatest. sleep tight.
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kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this is way out of my league writing stuff like this but I felt I had to. for most of my life, I have hidden behind the curtain of my own sexuality. I have always been bisexual and been very personal about it throughout my life. this is the first time I have opened up a little in order to show a truer me. I first had my male sexual encounter when I was 17 and I have struggled with it ever since. I don\\\'t fight it anymore and I feel good about writing this. I dedicate this verse to Adrian who had the most powerful, wonderful and a beautiful way of teaching me what life is all about and the fruits of our promised future. his dream for me was to be a writer and a philosopher across all fields of knowledge and so I will for the years I have left will fulfil that dream for him and become exactly that. a remembered writer and a life living for the love of wisdom and this is my destination so that\\\'s where I\\\'m heading. I have so much more to say about him but I want to hold onto it for some time so I can begin to write with him in my heart and to teach you all the things I can see now which he taught me with his passion for life and his passion for me. thank you for listening.
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What a wonderful write. This shows a great love for Adrian and it also has the reassurance that you will meet him again. The words "Remembering isn't for yesterday it's for the future" are so very true and brilliantly written.
This shows great strength within your Spirit. We are each what we are and to deny it to others, or even to ourselves is never a good thing to do. It is like one of the philosophies that I have in my life and have mentioned on this site "This is me if you don't like it that is your problem - not mine!"
thank you for your kind words and I agree with all you state. full respect to you x
I myself am still a virgin and 62 years old. is that the way its (supposed). to be? I've had so called ex lovers when I was in my early 20"S. I didn't care for the sex. i'de rather they be friends. they have all passed. but I remember them like it was yesterday. and I look back and are with them and they me. I don't long for them, they are gone and I know that. but I feel close to them by memories its good enough for me. I'm not looking for another. at 62 years old but if someone presents themselves. I will listen very carefully. but i'll always consider myself a loner. its quite enjoyable. since I quit drinking 11 months ago. I was drinking beer, two 30 pacs a week. I have a half gallon of vodka in the door of my refrigerater, it dosn;t bother me. it doesn't even register in my brain.i used to drink very heavely with my so called male lovers. I have no desire to go back to drinking. I hope you two are joined. I really understand. see ya, king kev
we have one life and we are what we are. I'm here to enjoy my life and make the most of what I have. thank you for your comment and the advice.
I agree kevin, to make the most with what we have.
I do enjoyed reading you. Today you showed yourself in such a calm and beautiful way. The best of yourself ever. It touched me deeply. I wish you happiness and truly understanding from your life. Thanks for sharing.
it's very rare that I write about myself because my thought is for detailing how we can right the world and make everyone listen. I try to be real to life as possible but the twist and turns that we all experience. I write about the core of us humans and we can make a better life for everyone. thank you for overwhelming me with you touching comment x
Always welcome
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