Inner Beauty 

Beauty that comes from inside never wilts.

It is the beauty of mind, character, deeds etc. 

This kind of beauty is in short supply these days.

It is not how you look that makes you beautiful.

It is how you carry yourself around.

Looks fade, eyes grow pale, skin wrinkles, butts shrink, voice slurs

And knees shake but the heart that is true to itself never fades.

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Women and Intoxicants

It is impossible for a man

To fall in love without showing

Signs of intoxication.

Because in woman man finds wine.
But in man, woman finds

Something completely

Different, hard like a shield.

Intoxication has no place in a 
Woman’s heart so when a woman

In love appears intoxicated it is

A play meant to mimic man to sustain

His attention. Woman is rational.

Love of self

Those who have love in abundance do not normally base their love on reason. They love almost spontaneously because they derive some happiness or fulfilment from pouring their hearts out to others. The most impotent and fruitless form of love so far is selflove. It is without friction, as a result it’s like cold ashes and produces no flames. By self love I mean seeing and being concerned with only oneself in the universe.

Imperfect Love

I’m imperfect and exact.
I have no idealism within me, only raw
Passion – wild and lively and a little crazy.
I talk when excited or agitated.
But most of the time I’m quiet.

I know what I want and that is you.
I still have the list of things I like about you.
I know winning your trust will not be easy.
But I hope you don’t misunderstand me.
Imperfect love, that I can give you.

The Madness of Love

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There were those who never found love, my darling,

Who opposed our union and pronounced every evil wish,

One after another – upon us.

But O my, we would laugh.

It all adds up to the madness of love.

 

The smile in your face wakes me

From life’s terrible nightmares.

Your voice and touch, so gentle but electrifying.

We would hold each other tight – laughter and whispers.

In the morning we will sit by the sea – half nude.

 

And watch the passing flock of swans across the yellow glowing sun.

We would drink cheap wine to celebrate our new found love.

Those who are still sane and therefore single,

They will be consumed by their narcissism.

Love puts a check on self-love.

 

I See You

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I see you.

In the midst of thousands of sayers,

I see you.

I only pretend I am not looking but

I see you.

You speak of homes and pools and flowers.

You speak of pain, sorrow and disappointments.

Still, you shine like a diamond.

I just don’t know what to say to you;

(I enjoy your photos).

Maybe we can begin with a dialogue

And see where the road leads.

No one can compete with you

For my attention.