Paint me a Texas sunset

O’er the Brazos

And love me like a pickup truck:

                    If you treat me right, I’ll carry you through the rough times

                    and get your heart pounding as I race us down this old, red dirt road.

Keep me in your heart and remember me always

Like a priceless photo from your childhood

Don’t let me fade away into the hills

          like those near San Antonio.

I’ll be your cold Shiner

If you’ll just be my one and only.

I’ll Love you like Texas;

            Big, Bold, and Humble.

These words you read

Resemble the lives we lead

And how desperately we try to be

complex and perfect human beings;

              however, humans we are indeed

              and we’ll all eventually bleed.

              So go forth and live your life

              Find an adventure

              And live without strife.

Don’t fear tomorrow,

    Just enjoy today,

          And nothing will ever stand in your way.

Tears form at the corners of her young eyes.

She cannot suppress the fear inside her.

The demons taunt her from the room’s shadows,

And she flees—helplessly—to her mother.

I remember the days when my room at night

Was a scary place; a place of perceived

Evil. Yet in my twenties, the dark I

No longer fear, still blankets my old room.

Easily I sleep at night, with little-

To-no fright now. However, the demons

Still lurk in the dancing—but void—shadows.

I may not see them as I once did, like

She can see them now, but I feel their claws

Cling to my skin when I close my tired eyes.

Should old acquaintance be forgot,

And the words of our fathers taken for granted,

Let us, at least, remember the strength of

Human compassion,

during these times that are so filled

with tragedy, sorrow, and strife.

Let us be lights of virtue, and

Forever remember the values of our ancestors

In the days of Auld Lang Syne.

I will swiftly rapture

All ye who are restless from

the nightmares and fiends

That consume your joy in a robe

Of misery and angst.

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Bring me the souls of

Men who lie awake in fear

Of the silence brought

With the onset of sleep; O!

I am the catcher of dreams.

When you wake up this morning,

I may not be lying next to you,

               Nor will you feel my arms wrapped around you,

And though you wish I was there,

You’ll smile anyways,

                Because you know my Love resides deep

                        within every atom that forms you.

As you eat your breakfast,

           and get ready for the day,

You’ll look forward to our impending rendezvous

            on this night of romantic celebration.

And, when the sun sets on the edge of our Texan world,

             we’ll greet each other with a passionate exchange

                             of kisses and “I Love You”es…

I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOO

Sure, we might go to dinner,

           Or indulge in chocolate covered bliss

          while watching your favorite chick-flick.

Yet, the only thought that will traverse the length of the evening,

Will be how lucky we are to be entangled in each others’ arms.

                              The Love we share is so wonderful and strong,

               that it’s too Lovely to be overwhelmed by the nuances of

                                              this romantic holiday.

You, and I, both know

That we’ll be in Love until

The sun no longer

Shines, and we lay in peace; still

Intimately embracing.

A dous e juc

Pro farel lind des

Met primi garand

Qimu loufe reile

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Wein yus volein assere

Prestre postre payu

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I read this with no curiosities or ambition;

Just a simple imagination.