Teardrops on my pillow thinking of you again,
Lost in my self loathing, forgetting other men.
This sorrow burns my eyes scalding my face with pain,
Ripping the soul apart in the constant down pouring rain.
Will you ever know my sad story in your adamant denial?
Judging in your inhuman eyes putting my life on trial.
Reaching your hand through my chest pulling out my heart,
Invisible, walking past me, hitting me with your poison dart.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
Believe in Your Specialness
Wondering about all the cold distrust in the air,
The laughter as you silently say you don't care.
The crying in the night believing she was the one,
Waiting alone till morning, as she finishes her fun.
Such a cold and lonely existence that you hide away,
The truth will surely come out of your mouth one day.
Is it really worth the pain in your heart you've carried,
To say she is your wife and so happy that you are married?
What a sham, what a rue, when you know your life's a lie,
You go on with a brave face wishing your love didn't die.
The fake laughter in the morning the smile as she wills it,
Never living for yourself or doing anything to cause her fit.
Maybe you don't realize the rest of us know your true state,
You can get out of this before your heart hardens with hate.
Perhaps you do not know you are valued by more than a few,
For the wonderful man you are, for the specialness of you!
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
The laughter as you silently say you don't care.
The crying in the night believing she was the one,
Waiting alone till morning, as she finishes her fun.
Such a cold and lonely existence that you hide away,
The truth will surely come out of your mouth one day.
Is it really worth the pain in your heart you've carried,
To say she is your wife and so happy that you are married?
What a sham, what a rue, when you know your life's a lie,
You go on with a brave face wishing your love didn't die.
The fake laughter in the morning the smile as she wills it,
Never living for yourself or doing anything to cause her fit.
Maybe you don't realize the rest of us know your true state,
You can get out of this before your heart hardens with hate.
Perhaps you do not know you are valued by more than a few,
For the wonderful man you are, for the specialness of you!
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Friday, October 12, 2012
Lifetime after Lifetime
The rock that stands besides me keeping me safe and warm;
Guiding me in the darkness, weathering the blackest storm.
The heart that illuminates the path of our least resistance,
Taming down my soft urges with your mind full of common sense.
Did you ever wonder how we were lead to this path at this time?
The one that calms your spirit, the one that makes your love mine.
It is destiny's hand in the making to guide us together again;
Lifetime after lifetime our greatest love between woman and men.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Guiding me in the darkness, weathering the blackest storm.
The heart that illuminates the path of our least resistance,
Taming down my soft urges with your mind full of common sense.
Did you ever wonder how we were lead to this path at this time?
The one that calms your spirit, the one that makes your love mine.
It is destiny's hand in the making to guide us together again;
Lifetime after lifetime our greatest love between woman and men.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Saturday, October 6, 2012
True North of Destiny
My love you are the True North of my destiny;
The light that guides my life of all I could ever be.
The rapture of our soul, the object of my desire;
Written in the stars, with the force of eternal fire.
With the passing of time your memory becomes bolder;
Craving your passion is more intense as I get older.
Your laughter is the spirit that creates angel wings;
Hugs that embraces you back, forgiving all other things.
Believing in us, the rain is gone, no not one more tear
As I gently guide you to a place where life is free of fear.
An environment that is safe and warm, an Earth sanctuary;
Where the great divine watches over us forever into eternity.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
The light that guides my life of all I could ever be.
The rapture of our soul, the object of my desire;
Written in the stars, with the force of eternal fire.
With the passing of time your memory becomes bolder;
Craving your passion is more intense as I get older.
Your laughter is the spirit that creates angel wings;
Hugs that embraces you back, forgiving all other things.
Believing in us, the rain is gone, no not one more tear
As I gently guide you to a place where life is free of fear.
An environment that is safe and warm, an Earth sanctuary;
Where the great divine watches over us forever into eternity.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
My True Heart
Blessings from the great divine,
That made your one heart mine.
That cast your love into my life,
Gave me the honor of being your wife.
Blessings from the universal kind,
That first put you into my whole mind.
Lead me to the greatest friendship of you,
Made me believe in the togetherness of two.
Blessings from a sweet soft and gentle voice,
That comforts me on days where sorrow is my choice.
That knows friendship is the way to my true heart,
Bringing loyalty and true grace from the very start.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
That made your one heart mine.
That cast your love into my life,
Gave me the honor of being your wife.
Blessings from the universal kind,
That first put you into my whole mind.
Lead me to the greatest friendship of you,
Made me believe in the togetherness of two.
Blessings from a sweet soft and gentle voice,
That comforts me on days where sorrow is my choice.
That knows friendship is the way to my true heart,
Bringing loyalty and true grace from the very start.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Words I Couldn't Say
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWYEEcs95xM&feature=related
Walking in life, one set of footprints, no echo, too many suitors chasing me to number, but they are not you. My heart's desire for all of my life ... for all of eternity.
The journey of the road less traveled. One of honor and virtue, destiny's call.
One with the divine creator. Another time, another life, perhaps never.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Walking in life, one set of footprints, no echo, too many suitors chasing me to number, but they are not you. My heart's desire for all of my life ... for all of eternity.
The journey of the road less traveled. One of honor and virtue, destiny's call.
One with the divine creator. Another time, another life, perhaps never.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
Friday, September 7, 2012
Swift Flight of Destiny
My angel wings wrap around you like the soft blanket of your youth. There to protect you from all sorrow and betrayal. My heart is wide open to you ... for a talk, for a quiet meal, for emotional support. You are my treasure in this lifetime. A creative force to love and be loved for who I am. My love, know that in all ways my heart belongs to you and with you. Even in your denial of who I am. You will never know a day that I don't love you, support you, or want the best for you. My prayers reach God's ears and upon the swift flight of destiny you are blessed. You are loved for the crystaline heart that often is hidden in your shadow. Each day I awaken with a prayer for us and each night I fall asleep with a prayer for us. My heart is pure in intention and pure in my service to us. We are an angelic link to the divine.
My soft nature repels you in your belief of my weakness, but God knows of my strength and tests me in big and small ways. God knows it takes moral strength to not tell everyone your opinion or to speak to someone as your personal punching bag or to create vengeance in someones life. It takes strength to look inside yourself and know what needs to change instead of blaming others for personal insecurities. There is strength in opening up my heart to be vulnerable, to trust someone with my secrets, and to know that person could very well hurt me. Alas, the swift flight of destiny grants my wish to meet the divine half of my soul only to be forgotten. But I know, I've known from the beginning and I will forever cherish his memory.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
My soft nature repels you in your belief of my weakness, but God knows of my strength and tests me in big and small ways. God knows it takes moral strength to not tell everyone your opinion or to speak to someone as your personal punching bag or to create vengeance in someones life. It takes strength to look inside yourself and know what needs to change instead of blaming others for personal insecurities. There is strength in opening up my heart to be vulnerable, to trust someone with my secrets, and to know that person could very well hurt me. Alas, the swift flight of destiny grants my wish to meet the divine half of my soul only to be forgotten. But I know, I've known from the beginning and I will forever cherish his memory.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2012 All Rights Reserved
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