Anyone can say sweet things
To sway your heart in one way or the other
Without meaning or thought
Just plain words
To bring you deceitful happiness

But I'm not anyone
I say what I feel
And mean what I say
I care for you in not just simple ways

You could be defective
You may be confused
Even a little scared
But you're the one I choose
So listen when i say,
No quiero la mejor, quiero el que ya he elegido

when asked
i always choose left

this must be just another way
i never make the right decision

s.s

A name on a form
speaks in front of you.
Focus on that
not the box they tick
when asked to pick
a side
when they don't quite fit
in either.

I choose you.
And I will continue choosing you, over and over again.
With no hesitation, without a pause;
No doubts, nor second thoughts.
I will keep choosing you.
Even in a heartbeat, it will always be you whom I choose.
❤

Through labour divine have I crowned my true self
Through heart I have nurtured pours love so to help
Mine eye witness the highest of truths
Whilst the lexical throat turns to glorious sooth
With grumbling pride geared forth in direction
Clutched sacral chamber in the hope of perfection
To be found

Let the beast within me refuse to bow
In the face of doubt
Conjure king bearing iron sickle
With this riddle he tickles and teaches me
That to let go risks one anonymity
To the passage of time

I shall have to decline thy generosity

For his other bears specular mountain to climb
So I may look upon splendorous peaks of life’s mind to remember
How these steely, dark quandaries must be quietened and tempered
Upon the anvil of hope

The hammer of the philanthropist’s humour will bear down
On this ill-advised, mischievous sprite renowned
As she nibbles at my future’s lobe with sensual demeanour
It is a pleasure to see her

Yet I know this dark queen is a **** in disguise
As the beast rattles its cage demanding demise
Of the higher self
One stroke
I allow
For the sake of goodbyes

These phantom personas aside
We will quickly define ourselves
Alive and well
Each limb we have is able to tell
The story of our privilege
Honour this
Dally not
This is your shot
With the arrow of certainty
Blessed with serendipity
Honed by universal energy
To focus your senses
Then fire away
The reward is life’s blessing
Beginning this day

windmills turn
as designed
in ways proscribed

moving water
as they do
here or there

can't complain
there is no point
cycles set in place

but why do we act
like we're
so trapped

live pointless lives
condemn ourselves
as if it's fate

when choice invites
with every step
though blind we be

at end of day
when all is said
and done

we had more we
could influence
if thinking was employed

instead of fears
and pointless strife
and blaming everything

let's harness capability
remove the screen
and truly see

we take a path
we choose to walk
to find ourselves

right here

Click click click
Ding!

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Ding!

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Ding!

Goes the typewriter
Each letter pressed with purpose
Otherwise the letters are lighter
And the line losses earnest

Any mistake cannot be erased
Merely written over
The correct letter is paste
But the mistake still remains under

Each line manually changed
The writer can stop and start
But nothing can be rearranged
So each must line must contain heart

Click click click
Ding!

Click click click
Ding!

Click click click
Ding!