rain

Posted by Robert Anderson On Saturday, March 12, 2011 1 comments

i gravitate...
cascading to feed you
and enhance your beauty when i inspire

your petals are soft and
as my hands
graze their perpetual texture
you tingle

i weave, i weave
my intent effortlessly
and settle 
in your
immeasurable soul

oh, love
cry for me,
cry and i will veil your tears


Posted by Robert Anderson at Saturday, March 12, 2011 1 comments
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shadows

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she paints
winter's life
in purple sunrise
within the grace
of her only heaven..
embracing that high
for a moment then
the shadows loom  



Posted by Robert Anderson at Saturday, March 12, 2011 0 comments
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salty silence

Posted by Robert Anderson On Tuesday, March 8, 2011 0 comments

the tone of your salty silence retorts
to have me unknowing of what
i could possibly say to sever myself
from the awkwardness
of ever speaking my heart
to begin with

for oh, my soul...
how it never ceased to intermingle with the existence
of my every dream while i
have only whispered of
unbiased beauty through its
perpetual essence

see i was afraid, afraid
'til i gasped my final breath before uttering
what i could only hope would release you from yourself:
'i will ALWAYS
love you'

Posted by Robert Anderson at Tuesday, March 08, 2011 0 comments
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beyond those shadows

Posted by Robert Anderson On Thursday, March 3, 2011 1 comments

you've crawled
beyond those shadows
then revealed your
desolate soul to me

wailing, wailing
those overwhelming three words
for a moment
to embrace
my heart

i always sensed
you were far more
than you have ever lead on and
as i held your gaze i thought:
believe me when i say
you're beautiful 

Posted by Robert Anderson at Thursday, March 03, 2011 1 comments
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