<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696</id><updated>2011-11-23T03:26:04.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Out Of The Rotten Tree</title><subtitle type='html'>a place for my creativity, wit, sarcasm, and intelligence to freely flow.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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Again"&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;for M.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;on your perfect skin&lt;br /&gt;the way your eyes light up&lt;br /&gt;when they gaze into mine&lt;br /&gt;the moment of forever&lt;br /&gt;as I lay here next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small things we share&lt;br /&gt;words left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;as you sleep your arms&lt;br /&gt;draped across my naked chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small sigh of contentment escapes&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time in a while&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-4095990190952680913?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6694922350914318235</id><published>2011-08-19T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T01:39:55.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Trace"</title><content type='html'>"Trace"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever is a desperate lie&lt;br /&gt;that we tell ourselves&lt;br /&gt;to try and fix the million pinpricks&lt;br /&gt;threatening to burn our corneas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This almost was&lt;br /&gt;is nothing&lt;br /&gt;but a boiling pot&lt;br /&gt;of disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quiet darkness&lt;br /&gt;that pierces my restless underbelly&lt;br /&gt;of well-intentioned self-loathing&lt;br /&gt;is the only real thing I have left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cling to&lt;br /&gt;amidst the deafening roar&lt;br /&gt;of the tides&lt;br /&gt;rising in my bleeding ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lie motionless on the ground&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to deliver&lt;br /&gt;the mortal blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6694922350914318235?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/6694922350914318235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=6694922350914318235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/6694922350914318235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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moment&lt;br /&gt;as I take yours&lt;br /&gt;without a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you&lt;br /&gt;like a second skin&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drink you&lt;br /&gt;like wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sing along&lt;br /&gt;to the chorus&lt;br /&gt;of our beating hearts&lt;br /&gt;watching the leaves drift off&lt;br /&gt;in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for the time&lt;br /&gt;where your kiss&lt;br /&gt;will linger upon my lips&lt;br /&gt;and nothing remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only we and where we&lt;br /&gt;were always meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6371302938528102505?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3847701096670637098</id><published>2011-08-08T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T17:24:10.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Day That Never Was"</title><content type='html'>"The Day That Never Was"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears have nearly dried&lt;br /&gt;the rays of the day sun has faded&lt;br /&gt;whispers between the sheets&lt;br /&gt;the heart has gone cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As memories cling desperately&lt;br /&gt;to the corners of the mind&lt;br /&gt;I long to reach out&lt;br /&gt;to find you beside me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the silence&lt;br /&gt;is deafening&lt;br /&gt;goodbye is nothing more&lt;br /&gt;than a grinding of teeth&lt;br /&gt;and clenching of fists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words&lt;br /&gt;are all that remain behind&lt;br /&gt;old pages torn&lt;br /&gt;stained with tears and regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty that was once shared&lt;br /&gt;between us is as distant a memory&lt;br /&gt;as the tides that crash and die against&lt;br /&gt;the bleeding shore&lt;br /&gt;at final light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8465300233281784136?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/8465300233281784136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=8465300233281784136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Empty coffee cup&lt;br /&gt;stale air of defeat&lt;br /&gt;pride is failing&lt;br /&gt;death is so inviting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days&lt;br /&gt;when we were young&lt;br /&gt;and life was so full of&lt;br /&gt;dreams and yearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a shadow&lt;br /&gt;of misguided steps&lt;br /&gt;not so carefully taken&lt;br /&gt;stumbling towards&lt;br /&gt;finality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out for you&lt;br /&gt;so far away now&lt;br /&gt;as I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;wishing to be taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up seems like&lt;br /&gt;such a perfect escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7159347718655781660?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3561831408987291677</id><published>2011-07-10T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:50:07.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Want To Be"</title><content type='html'>"Want To Be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one you wake up next to&lt;br /&gt;every morning&lt;br /&gt;the spring in your step&lt;br /&gt;the song in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky, the stars&lt;br /&gt;and every beautiful thing&lt;br /&gt;in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought that&lt;br /&gt;you can't get out of your mind&lt;br /&gt;the one desire you can't get enough of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that you've always wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of the things&lt;br /&gt;I want to be for you&lt;br /&gt;someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3561831408987291677?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3561831408987291677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=3561831408987291677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3561831408987291677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3561831408987291677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2011/07/poem-want-to-be.html' title='Poem: &quot;Want To 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/&gt;ended too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your breath&lt;br /&gt;as the light shines&lt;br /&gt;one final time&lt;br /&gt;and eternity embraces you&lt;br /&gt;like a long lost lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch silently&lt;br /&gt;my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;into a million&lt;br /&gt;pretty little fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7080657918502285930?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7080657918502285930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=7080657918502285930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Hours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the emptiness fades&lt;br /&gt;and the stink of alcohol subsides&lt;br /&gt;long enough for one final&lt;br /&gt;blood curdling howl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memory of the deceased sun&lt;br /&gt;is replaced by the cold fingers&lt;br /&gt;of restless night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a vulture, it will stalk you&lt;br /&gt;and wait in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;ready to sink its teeth&lt;br /&gt;and drink the marrow&lt;br /&gt;of your lovely despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the waning hours&lt;br /&gt;as life escapes and the blood&lt;br /&gt;paints the awful ground&lt;br /&gt;nothingness will rush to embrace you&lt;br /&gt;like a long lost mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-9206707809349536579?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-7014113794834743984</id><published>2011-06-25T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T16:17:07.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "A Desperate Man"</title><content type='html'>"A Desperate Man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in and out&lt;br /&gt;towards the inescapable reality&lt;br /&gt;that is my fading inhibition&lt;br /&gt;if these words are all I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you stop a moment&lt;br /&gt;to indulge my idiosyncracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mouth is a veil&lt;br /&gt;I long to penetrate&lt;br /&gt;yet the stars have not yet&lt;br /&gt;revealed their true disdain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I cannot possess the secret&lt;br /&gt;to your womanly depths&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather stay here&lt;br /&gt;and quietly long for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night comes slowly&lt;br /&gt;to envelop my lovely pain&lt;br /&gt;in her shadowy embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7014113794834743984?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7014113794834743984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=7014113794834743984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/7014113794834743984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/7014113794834743984'/><link 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moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know&lt;br /&gt;the hell I would go through&lt;br /&gt;just to have you&lt;br /&gt;to call my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what you do know&lt;br /&gt;may end up hurting us both&lt;br /&gt;more in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu, sweet demise of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-664723620202240635?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/664723620202240635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=664723620202240635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Horses"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold sweat&lt;br /&gt;awoken suddenly&lt;br /&gt;from the empty nothing&lt;br /&gt;gnawing at my insides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring into the distance&lt;br /&gt;the wind howls&lt;br /&gt;erasing traces of what was&lt;br /&gt;revealing the lie&lt;br /&gt;hiding beneath&lt;br /&gt;all those years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut me deep&lt;br /&gt;let me go&lt;br /&gt;allow the pain to consume&lt;br /&gt;as the devils in my head&lt;br /&gt;laugh in derision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final memory left&lt;br /&gt;was the music of your voice&lt;br /&gt;that faded smile&lt;br /&gt;as the rain wept in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the cry&lt;br /&gt;of beautiful horses&lt;br /&gt;as they lie&lt;br /&gt;on the cold earth&lt;br /&gt;dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-631634599849614614?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/631634599849614614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=631634599849614614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/631634599849614614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/631634599849614614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2011/05/poem-remembering-horses.html' title='Poem: &quot;Remembering The 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toward&lt;br /&gt;a door as it creaks open&lt;br /&gt;memories depart with the wind&lt;br /&gt;in one defiant, rumble&lt;br /&gt;of regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lines that do not fade&lt;br /&gt;echo with you&lt;br /&gt;a haunting reminder&lt;br /&gt;of what never was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8973057070432885440?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/8973057070432885440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=8973057070432885440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>"Can't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence of your gaze&lt;br /&gt;as it penetrates my insides&lt;br /&gt;your lips, taunt with longing&lt;br /&gt;as a single breath escapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gingerly&lt;br /&gt;can't let go&lt;br /&gt;beyond the abyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the fire&lt;br /&gt;of snarling pain&lt;br /&gt;and bliss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7243547311179132939?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7243547311179132939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=7243547311179132939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>"Sweet Demise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ran my hands up the length of your dress&lt;br /&gt;a subtle glance, a sweet caress&lt;br /&gt;would you come to the door&lt;br /&gt;is unspoken desire too much to ignore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch, kiss&lt;br /&gt;your lips&lt;br /&gt;my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands&lt;br /&gt;our bodies&lt;br /&gt;your thighs spread&lt;br /&gt;desire beckons like a siren&lt;br /&gt;as we succumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is my sweet demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2307107762503218253?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/2307107762503218253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1516227503485793121</id><published>2010-12-04T23:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T05:16:13.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Locked Door"</title><content type='html'>"The Locked Door"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling into&lt;br /&gt;a gasping breath&lt;br /&gt;memories fade&lt;br /&gt;in the gaping wound&lt;br /&gt;of never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kiss&lt;br /&gt;upon my desperate mouth&lt;br /&gt;lingers like the shadows&lt;br /&gt;in the misty-eyed&lt;br /&gt;farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of a goodbye that&lt;br /&gt;should have never&lt;br /&gt;been uttered&lt;br /&gt;in soft, teary whispers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone.. gone.. gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Door&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6626183380461489066</id><published>2010-08-30T09:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T09:04:13.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Separated"</title><content type='html'>"Separated"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the discontented sky&lt;br /&gt;where feeling ends&lt;br /&gt;and the silent horror builds&lt;br /&gt;such a perfect child&lt;br /&gt;waiting to be held&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her small frame&lt;br /&gt;shaking violently&lt;br /&gt;like a twisted reed&lt;br /&gt;in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go back&lt;br /&gt;as much as I would want to&lt;br /&gt;it's over now, the darkness&lt;br /&gt;looming with ethereal triumph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay here motionless&lt;br /&gt;the blood in my veins&lt;br /&gt;has run cold&lt;br /&gt;as my face contorts&lt;br /&gt;in a final scream&lt;br /&gt;never uttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6626183380461489066?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/6626183380461489066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=6626183380461489066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more than just a pretty face&lt;br /&gt;arms, long legs&lt;br /&gt;and a vagina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me ache so bad&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to cross my legs&lt;br /&gt;dust off your lust&lt;br /&gt;from the corner shelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I know you will&lt;br /&gt;do it, right here and now&lt;br /&gt;invade my private space&lt;br /&gt;with your dirty thoughts&lt;br /&gt;longing to leak out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bated breath in my chest&lt;br /&gt;as the moon illuminates&lt;br /&gt;your perfect nakedness&lt;br /&gt;warmth against mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world falls away&lt;br /&gt;as inhibition fades&lt;br /&gt;the discourse of&lt;br /&gt;passionate surrender&lt;br /&gt;envelops the silence&lt;br /&gt;overtaking the roaring&lt;br /&gt;of the neglected tides&lt;br /&gt;of ambivalent Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div 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the white wolf howls&lt;br /&gt;the door creaks open&lt;br /&gt;and life rushes out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lover scorned&lt;br /&gt;the laughter escapes from&lt;br /&gt;within as I exhale&lt;br /&gt;one defiant last breath&lt;br /&gt;middle finger raised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell&lt;br /&gt;my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7201789945908796250?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7201789945908796250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=7201789945908796250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;The sun won't shine&lt;br /&gt;quite as brightly&lt;br /&gt;the music is gone&lt;br /&gt;replaced by uncomfortable silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful and vibrant&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to burn&lt;br /&gt;out so soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll carry your memory&lt;br /&gt;with me forever&lt;br /&gt;and the love you shared&lt;br /&gt;will never be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, dear one&lt;br /&gt;Never fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-825133149302230602?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/825133149302230602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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place&lt;br /&gt;of desolation&lt;br /&gt;and feverish&lt;br /&gt;sweet pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the lure&lt;br /&gt;of your possessive embrace&lt;br /&gt;ensnares me again&lt;br /&gt;just for old times sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread your thighs&lt;br /&gt;wide&lt;br /&gt;and let the ripe air&lt;br /&gt;drink your wanton desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you throw your head back in ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;let me in&lt;br /&gt;watching your every moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inhibition is gone&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;on the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-4561636341888903976?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/4561636341888903976/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3848860737323610718</id><published>2010-07-13T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:24:21.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Holding On"</title><content type='html'>"Holding On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's on the run&lt;br /&gt;gripping tightly at the wheel&lt;br /&gt;chasing the setting of the sun&lt;br /&gt;moment with you I want to steal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decide that it's best to leave&lt;br /&gt;the darkness threatening to come in&lt;br /&gt;my broken heart won't get a reprieve&lt;br /&gt;being without you is the greatest sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on&lt;br /&gt;but you're on the run&lt;br /&gt;holding on&lt;br /&gt;but you're on the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone now&lt;br /&gt;lost without you&lt;br /&gt;but I'm still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3848860737323610718?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3848860737323610718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=3848860737323610718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3848860737323610718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3848860737323610718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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upturned, gleaming teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spare some change, fella?," he asks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ignore him and keep walking&lt;br /&gt;lost in thought, my mind rambles&lt;br /&gt;to the moment of the open door&lt;br /&gt;when I caught my woman&lt;br /&gt;in bed with another&lt;br /&gt;fresh faced dancer&lt;br /&gt;burying her tongue deep inside&lt;br /&gt;her nether parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The bitch", I thought&lt;br /&gt;oh, how I wanted to yell&lt;br /&gt;and stomp and kick her&lt;br /&gt;cheating ass out&lt;br /&gt;and onto the cold, hard street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, like a pauper&lt;br /&gt;I left without a word&lt;br /&gt;went down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;as Sinatra played&lt;br /&gt;on the old transistor radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fucking up," I said to myself&lt;br /&gt;lighting up a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;and taking in the cool night air&lt;br /&gt;with each anxious breath&lt;br /&gt;ever closer to the climax&lt;br /&gt;of pathetic hands&lt;br /&gt;on the jarring wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3753026788485442750?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3753026788485442750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=3753026788485442750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3753026788485442750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3753026788485442750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/07/poem-fuck-chaucer.html' title='Poem: &quot;Fuck Chaucer&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-985869655089341890</id><published>2010-07-10T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T07:26:52.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Want"</title><content type='html'>"Want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips&lt;br /&gt;the softness of your mouth&lt;br /&gt;the sweet taste of your kiss&lt;br /&gt;lingering in the aftermath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile&lt;br /&gt;the music of your laugh&lt;br /&gt;the magnetic pull of&lt;br /&gt;your radiant eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your subtle touch&lt;br /&gt;every beautiful curve&lt;br /&gt;of your sensual body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you feel&lt;br /&gt;your love so deep inside&lt;br /&gt;the desire coming out&lt;br /&gt;in the moment of our&lt;br /&gt;inevitable intersection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-985869655089341890?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/985869655089341890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=985869655089341890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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days of before&lt;br /&gt;when men died and bled&lt;br /&gt;courage gained nevermore&lt;br /&gt;it's all been done and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky ominous and black&lt;br /&gt;soldiers with their stone faces&lt;br /&gt;never to find a soul they lack&lt;br /&gt;only to go into desperate places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk subtle on hallowed ground&lt;br /&gt;a newborn baby cries, freed from mother's womb&lt;br /&gt;lest the agony of one's screams make a tortured sound&lt;br /&gt;love me a moment longer from our beautiful tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3240515605449539660?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3499366833296534408</id><published>2010-07-04T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:34:20.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Hot Shower and Vodka"</title><content type='html'>"Hot Shower and Vodka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called you on the line&lt;br /&gt;three rings&lt;br /&gt;no one home&lt;br /&gt;been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of sitting home&lt;br /&gt;need your kind of trouble&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step inside&lt;br /&gt;my private space&lt;br /&gt;to share together&lt;br /&gt;a stolen moment&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet skin&lt;br /&gt;subtle embrace&lt;br /&gt;a kiss&lt;br /&gt;ever softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unspoken invitation&lt;br /&gt;of what could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot and sticky&lt;br /&gt;the hunger burns&lt;br /&gt;through our desire&lt;br /&gt;consuming us&lt;br /&gt;in its path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfold slowly&lt;br /&gt;stay with me now&lt;br /&gt;under the cascade of water&lt;br /&gt;and drink me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until your thirst is satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3499366833296534408?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3499366833296534408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=3499366833296534408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Flag"</title><content type='html'>"White Flag"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy night&lt;br /&gt;dark and cold&lt;br /&gt;teeth chatter&lt;br /&gt;breath on the window&lt;br /&gt;of an infallible chasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards inescapable&lt;br /&gt;parting&lt;br /&gt;as my flag of last resistance&lt;br /&gt;lies smoldering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand before me&lt;br /&gt;destiny in a bridal gown&lt;br /&gt;your embrace engulfs me&lt;br /&gt;in inevitable intersection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feel of your tectonic plates&lt;br /&gt;as I surrender&lt;br /&gt;drowning in a sea&lt;br /&gt;of molten desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-4142718189547880054?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-9051744922472571412</id><published>2010-07-01T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:41:09.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Shake My Tree"</title><content type='html'>"Shake My Tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes, beautiful and bright&lt;br /&gt;swept across the sea of faces&lt;br /&gt;in the room&lt;br /&gt;her hips swaying as she walked&lt;br /&gt;towards the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lit a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;and leaned over to&lt;br /&gt;the bartender&lt;br /&gt;and whispered something in her ear&lt;br /&gt;her voice, a whisper in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the desire in the world&lt;br /&gt;could never tame her&lt;br /&gt;I did not have in me&lt;br /&gt;to give her what she wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, she smiled in my direction and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, baby&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me&lt;br /&gt;shake my tree&lt;br /&gt;let my body set your inhibitions free&lt;br /&gt;because if you're good&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you in for a night&lt;br /&gt;fuck me like I think you should&lt;br /&gt;because you can't resist me, try as you might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, baby&lt;br /&gt;shake my tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-9051744922472571412?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/9051744922472571412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=9051744922472571412' title='0 Comments'/><link 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Promises"</title><content type='html'>"Dust and Promises"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come closer, she said&lt;br /&gt;with a knowing smile&lt;br /&gt;moving towards me&lt;br /&gt;with the trained grace&lt;br /&gt;of a ballet dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire is a blade&lt;br /&gt;that cuts too close&lt;br /&gt;to my fragile skin&lt;br /&gt;the blood on my hands&lt;br /&gt;falling away&lt;br /&gt;in desperate pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;was your touch&lt;br /&gt;as the sun sets&lt;br /&gt;all we shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fades away&lt;br /&gt;until all that is left&lt;br /&gt;is dust and&lt;br /&gt;unfulfilled promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6004408283410873219?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-677424133843464002</id><published>2010-06-27T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T06:48:07.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Horizon"</title><content type='html'>"Horizon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in this cold, empty bed&lt;br /&gt;all the warmth is gone&lt;br /&gt;but still&lt;br /&gt;I look for you&lt;br /&gt;in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;of unknown dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now&lt;br /&gt;the fire burns bright&lt;br /&gt;as you threaten to consume me whole&lt;br /&gt;how I need you still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in this&lt;br /&gt;cocoon of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;the days blur into one another&lt;br /&gt;as I struggle to make sense of&lt;br /&gt;life without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you&lt;br /&gt;cling to me&lt;br /&gt;like whispers in the wind&lt;br /&gt;as I look out the window&lt;br /&gt;I desperately want to see&lt;br /&gt;you standing there&lt;br /&gt;waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once more&lt;br /&gt;for old times' sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been floating adrift&lt;br /&gt;all these lost years&lt;br /&gt;without you&lt;br /&gt;holding onto hope&lt;br /&gt;and praying&lt;br /&gt;to a God who's remained&lt;br /&gt;silently watching our drama unfold&lt;br /&gt;that you would come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never stopped loving you&lt;br /&gt;you've given me joy beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;and nothing in this world matters&lt;br /&gt;more to me than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;I look to the sky&lt;br /&gt;and close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;as your love fills the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me with you&lt;br /&gt;never let go&lt;br /&gt;ever again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I love you, I want you&lt;br /&gt;when you wake, I shall wait there for you&lt;br /&gt;and long for the moment to begin&lt;br /&gt;when we can share our forever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-677424133843464002?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/677424133843464002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=677424133843464002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Go)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky&lt;br /&gt;so open and yet&lt;br /&gt;so achingly distant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wake up&lt;br /&gt;the glaring light&lt;br /&gt;from new day&lt;br /&gt;blinds me&lt;br /&gt;for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left&lt;br /&gt;without a word&lt;br /&gt;or a goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetness of your kiss&lt;br /&gt;the way you felt against me&lt;br /&gt;meant everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And as I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;in the stillness of the moment&lt;br /&gt;as I watch the world unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your face&lt;br /&gt;one more time&lt;br /&gt;as I reach out&lt;br /&gt;longing for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall to the cold ground&lt;br /&gt;as darkness envelops all around&lt;br /&gt;swallowing me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Go)&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-389663669596108806</id><published>2010-06-15T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:05:05.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Bridging The Gap"</title><content type='html'>"Bridging The Gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay here&lt;br /&gt;in this cold space&lt;br /&gt;the memory&lt;br /&gt;of the beautiful lines&lt;br /&gt;of your perfect form&lt;br /&gt;burned forever&lt;br /&gt;into my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach out to you&lt;br /&gt;hoping to touch&lt;br /&gt;a piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;but you are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I hold onto you&lt;br /&gt;as fragments of what we shared&lt;br /&gt;now replaced by distance&lt;br /&gt;haunt my mind&lt;br /&gt;like a familiar black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment away&lt;br /&gt;from you seems forced&lt;br /&gt;I'm condemned to&lt;br /&gt;live a forlorn existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;just hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;trace the lines of your face&lt;br /&gt;drown in your embrace&lt;br /&gt;as we fall towards the bed&lt;br /&gt;our bodies intertwined in desperate need&lt;br /&gt;if just once, our permanent fate&lt;br /&gt;let it be so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night sky&lt;br /&gt;seems empty&lt;br /&gt;the rain soaks me&lt;br /&gt;to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a wayward soul&lt;br /&gt;without the compass of your love&lt;br /&gt;to guide me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I never see you again&lt;br /&gt;Please know&lt;br /&gt;that nothing in this world&lt;br /&gt;or the aftermath&lt;br /&gt;could keep me&lt;br /&gt;from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts fly to you&lt;br /&gt;where ever you may be&lt;br /&gt;longing to join our hearts&lt;br /&gt;once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutual devotion&lt;br /&gt;inescapable&lt;br /&gt;as our love&lt;br /&gt;bridges the gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-389663669596108806?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/389663669596108806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=389663669596108806' title='0 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"Crescendo"</title><content type='html'>"Crescendo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your subtle charms&lt;br /&gt;the glimmer of forever&lt;br /&gt;in your beautiful gaze&lt;br /&gt;the way your simple touch&lt;br /&gt;changes everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESIRE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiet space to share&lt;br /&gt;daydreams of you&lt;br /&gt;just because&lt;br /&gt;to feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our bodies intertwine&lt;br /&gt;in unspoken devotion&lt;br /&gt;illuminated by perfect moonlight&lt;br /&gt;the passion rises&lt;br /&gt;in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;of unbridled want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1917467273704618936?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3002897509073939769</id><published>2010-06-13T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:26:30.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Burning"</title><content type='html'>"The Burning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If subtle light&lt;br /&gt;from death of former day&lt;br /&gt;threaten to overtake&lt;br /&gt;the oncoming night&lt;br /&gt;lesser souls will fail&lt;br /&gt;and weaker hearts&lt;br /&gt;falter in their noble&lt;br /&gt;resolve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final candle burns quietly&lt;br /&gt;in the empty space we longed to share&lt;br /&gt;though you are far away&lt;br /&gt;your beauty is etched in my cold heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall wait here&lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;as your last kiss&lt;br /&gt;lingers still&lt;br /&gt;on my desperate mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you left behind&lt;br /&gt;was this note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The beauty of the stars may fade&lt;br /&gt;and oceans rise and die&lt;br /&gt;but my love for you&lt;br /&gt;will always remain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you come back&lt;br /&gt;the burning of my restless heart&lt;br /&gt;will go on&lt;br /&gt;someday, leading you&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;in my arms again forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3002897509073939769?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3002897509073939769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-800670518838114629</id><published>2010-03-31T22:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T05:40:05.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem:  “As Luck Would Have It”</title><content type='html'>“As Luck Would Have It”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The night air howls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as the darkness settles in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with its bluish incandescent light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;shimmering against my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The bed is cold now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;sleep comes like a phantom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;stirring up the lovely bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;pieces of what was remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Forever trapped inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;wanting to come out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;at the seams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sitting at the old desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as I try to make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of my state of disarray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a candle burns defiantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am not the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;life has lost its luster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the flowers once in bloom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;lay dead now in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If I had the words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that would make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so you would know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;what was inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’d run into your waiting embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my lips aching to kiss yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to hold you and feel the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of your body against mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And whisper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“please come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;how I need you so.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-800670518838114629?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/800670518838114629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=800670518838114629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/800670518838114629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/800670518838114629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-as-luck-would-have-it.html' title='Poem:  “As Luck Would Have It”'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is torture that my fragile heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;can’t bear for too long&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to the point that &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can’t breathe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SHE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I count the days&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;while you are gone &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and my brain wraps itself&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;around you like a cocoon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;not wanting to let go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;HE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The sun light seems to flicker and fade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as the darkness within my quiet spaces &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is slowly overtaken &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;cannot find a way out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SHE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The greatest sin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Has not been loving you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;because you make &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;everything I do seem easy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But, if you must know,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;missing you has become &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the cause of my unraveling &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and I need you still&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;more than I can ever say&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Don’t go away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2473716197851026659?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/2473716197851026659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=2473716197851026659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2473716197851026659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2473716197851026659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-away.html' title='Poem: &quot;Away&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1572398203049313653</id><published>2010-03-29T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:44:09.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Boy Standing In The Middle of The Tracks"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“The Boy Standing In The Middle of The Tracks”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The peculiar lump in his throat &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;subtle changes in the wind &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;against his bare skin &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;reminds me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of how small he is &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The lights are blinding &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as he closes his eyes shut&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a strange smile creeps up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;around the corners &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Somewhere far away&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a young woman lies in bed &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;wide awake &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;her mind racing &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;her brain swimming &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;With thoughts of him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;his intense stare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;his quiet, careful words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and the way he touched her&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with his reluctant smile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The darkness is a comforting bedfellow&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;soon, there will be nothing left&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;not even a memory to hold onto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But in her heart, she somehow knew&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that the boy standing in the middle of the tracks that night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;loved her with all of the desperation and longing he could muster&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and she smiles and closes her eyes one final time, whispering:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“It was more than enough.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1572398203049313653?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/1572398203049313653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=1572398203049313653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1572398203049313653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1572398203049313653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-boy-standing-in-middle-of-tracks.html' title='Poem: &quot;The Boy Standing In The Middle of The Tracks&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-5409556184038075907</id><published>2010-03-28T19:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:13:52.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: “Someday Forever”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Someday Forever”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;HE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Life is beautifully strange&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;never knew anything &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;but the dark lonely spaces &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that have become my bedfellows&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I close my eyes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and breathe you in deeply&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the holes in my heart &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;have somehow faded&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Into the background &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;nothing but white noise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;until the only sound heard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is the slow rhythm of &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;your perfect heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am ready for you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;just want the end&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to go away &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so we can have our small opening &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to finally begin this dance of ours&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SHE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’ve lusted before&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;given of my flesh &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and desire to others&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;who were less deserving &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of my womanly gifts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But nothing comes close&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to what you’ve asked me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to share with you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my brain is drunk &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;from your subtle charms&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And dreams of you cling &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to my skin &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;refusing to let go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my craving for you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;relentless&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;HE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You awaken the tomb of my senses&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and rekindle the flame I thought once lost&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I want to crawl under your soft, sweet skin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;only to consume your soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;until every inch of your being is mine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SHE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The temptation of what we could have &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is too much for my stubborn mind and fragile heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to ignore any longer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kiss me deeply&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;envelop me in the promise &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of your embrace&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;until our mutual longing threatens&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to overtake us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in the inevitable collision &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I want to be &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;your someday&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5409556184038075907?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/5409556184038075907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=5409556184038075907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/5409556184038075907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/5409556184038075907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-someday-forever.html' title='Poem: “Someday Forever”'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6941346450264227139</id><published>2010-03-26T08:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:31:45.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "R-rated"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“R-rated”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Be afraid when something laughs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;near a bonfire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;before the midnight ritual of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hanging gnomes has been &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;improperly conducted&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Never slight a one-eyed jockey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in the shins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;lest the transmission backfires &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;blinding you from the lovely shapes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;dancing on the hood&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Utter in whispers the last rumors you heard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;about the corn spread &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in dusty crop circles &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;depicting the return of &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the despicable seaman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Waiting to take spaghetti noodles away&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;off the humps of weary camels &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;trying to pass through&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the needle of playful smirking&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ice caps.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6941346450264227139?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/6941346450264227139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=6941346450264227139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/6941346450264227139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/6941346450264227139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-r-rated.html' title='Poem: &quot;R-rated&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-7195116807101172080</id><published>2010-03-26T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:30:06.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Brokeback Lusted"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Brokeback Lusted”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’m not looking to make it into Heaven tonight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;she said with a knowing smile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I just want someone to warm me up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and rev up my idle engine tonight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’m not looking to get into Hell at the moment&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I just want a good time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;she said with a sly wink as she slowly licked her lips&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lord knows that I’ve already got the Devil &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;between my thighs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;if you’d just take the time to look up my skirt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If I give into desire right now &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and we share a moment &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of inevitable intersection &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;would you still want me enough&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To remember my name in the morning after?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7195116807101172080?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-9062376952123230086</id><published>2010-03-26T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:29:06.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Last Beautiful Line"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“The Last Beautiful Line”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you must go,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I ask only that you leave &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a note &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and use the front door &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;don’t bother looking back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you must lie,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;tell me that you never wanted me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and only watched in horror as &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the wheels of deceit came crashing down &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you must dream,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;let the oceans of your mind&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;envelop your restless heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;long enough to stifle the Indian summer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you must die&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;allow me to write the words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of longing upon your heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with my aching kiss and fervent touch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;never to forget you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;pouring over the last beautiful line&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that was you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-9062376952123230086?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/9062376952123230086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=9062376952123230086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/9062376952123230086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/9062376952123230086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-last-beautiful-line.html' title='Poem: &quot;The Last Beautiful Line&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my head feels as &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;it’s about to explode &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as I sit in this chair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;words slither from the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;cracks of my mind&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It’s so different &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;everything unusually dull and tainted &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;since you left &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SHE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’ve lost my way a bit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;nothing’s come easy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;since I found the courage to walk out that door&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and not look back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I honestly don’t miss you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;you were the one addiction&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that I had to break&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;although I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that there were things about you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that I still desperately crave&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Like the way your skin feels when you were pressed against me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the warmth and safety of your ever-present embrace&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and the way you made my heart thud with each gasping breath &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;whenever we kissed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;These small stolen moments with you shared &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;keep me up at night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;HE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wish that we could go &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to simpler times &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;when we’d share a laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a simple glance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a fleeting touch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Back then, that’s all it took for you and me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the fire that brought us together has faded&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;without you, everything seems a heavy burden&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and I don’t believe I’ve paid the price&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Enough for you to pull me out and save me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;from&amp;nbsp; the sinking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund &amp;nbsp;Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6879126194781485304?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/6879126194781485304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=6879126194781485304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/6879126194781485304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/6879126194781485304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-into-sinking.html' title='Poem: &quot;Into The Sinking&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-2189197591809421219</id><published>2010-03-26T08:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:22:10.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Gathering Stones"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Gathering Stones”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thunder looming overhead&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the springtime of my demise &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;draws nearer with each breath &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to the point I can no longer bear it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The seething vantage point stares back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with hollow, crimson eyes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;until the voice of despair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;cackles with unbridled disdain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The world as I knew it is ending&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as the grave calls to me in my unfit sleep&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my arms grow weary from the fight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my strength is nothing now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So I smile and nod&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and, without a single word,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;gather stones to throw in into the storm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;when my bright chasm is over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2189197591809421219?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/2189197591809421219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=2189197591809421219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2189197591809421219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2189197591809421219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-gathering-stones.html' title='Poem: &quot;Gathering Stones&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1420664110278407697</id><published>2010-03-26T08:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:23:02.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "She Said"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“She Said”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She said&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that she was tired of it all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;was leaving everything behind&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with nary a backward glance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It used to be so easy &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to close her eyes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and dream of chasing the sunshine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in the middle of springtime&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with everything in bloom&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;During the day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;she visits his grave&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and spends a few hours&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in quiet conversation &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She takes long walks now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;her long hair blowing &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;wildly in the wind &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as she smiles at &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the people passing by&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then the night comes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with its silent allure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;she lies in the bed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;longing for his warmth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;to return&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If only she bid goodbye&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;before it was too late&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;for her heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is past the break point.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright:&amp;nbsp; 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1420664110278407697?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/1420664110278407697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=1420664110278407697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1420664110278407697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1420664110278407697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-she-said.html' title='Poem: &quot;She Said&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-8726069234480652574</id><published>2010-03-23T22:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:22:31.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Day”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nothing makes sense &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the sun is shining backwards&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have acquired a taste for you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and well-placed sarcastic one-liners&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Warmth emanates from the oddest places&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a couple dumpster drives in an nearby alley&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;as rats scurry in haste lest they be trampled underfoot&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;random strangers exchange looks and knowingly snicker &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As I lay in bed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;thinking of all the things &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;that we could do&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I grab my pants&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and an old shirt &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;wash my dirty face &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and head out the door&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The phone begins to ring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8726069234480652574?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-7470412768562420062</id><published>2010-03-12T16:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:47:28.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem:  "The Burning of Forever"</title><content type='html'>"The Burning of Forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest _________,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go on like this&lt;br /&gt;while the sun fades&lt;br /&gt;and silent pain washes over my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;oh, if you could just see my eyes&lt;br /&gt;before you had to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you&lt;br /&gt;haunt my sleep&lt;br /&gt;and laugh in my face&lt;br /&gt;in my lonely moments&lt;br /&gt;of desperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could burn a candle&lt;br /&gt;and hold you close&lt;br /&gt;once more&lt;br /&gt;maybe I could learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to stop the burning of forever&lt;br /&gt;that threatens to swallow&lt;br /&gt;the last vestiges of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how I love you still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7470412768562420062?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7470412768562420062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=7470412768562420062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/7470412768562420062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;here I am again like the old hag&lt;br /&gt;that I have so loathed to become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The velvet splendor of youth and possibility&lt;br /&gt;is gone&lt;br /&gt;behind me now like a meandering road&lt;br /&gt;caked in ruin and despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was&lt;br /&gt;only a brief glimpse&lt;br /&gt;mere snapshots&lt;br /&gt;to be certain&lt;br /&gt;memorable yet fleeting&lt;br /&gt;at once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest thing&lt;br /&gt;about a woman&lt;br /&gt;is her tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun and its veiled corpse&lt;br /&gt;of unearned promises and obituaries&lt;br /&gt;does nothing to stem the tide&lt;br /&gt;of horror and unkempt deceit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mouth upon mine&lt;br /&gt;tastes like ashes before the belfry tower&lt;br /&gt;trapped in a cocoon of longing and&lt;br /&gt;forbidden fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I awake&lt;br /&gt;bathed in sweat and agony&lt;br /&gt;dying and lonely&lt;br /&gt;just another tick&lt;br /&gt;on God's scoreboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2288759743090131949?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/2288759743090131949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=2288759743090131949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2288759743090131949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2288759743090131949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;broken glass and hollow screams&lt;br /&gt;the bed, once warm and comforting&lt;br /&gt;is now forlorn and desolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot give you&lt;br /&gt;whatever it was you wanted&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sing the lullaby&lt;br /&gt;to tame your restless heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever gave was my love&lt;br /&gt;and that was not good enough&lt;br /&gt;please let me waste away&lt;br /&gt;in the bitter taste of my sea of woe and regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if forever may come too late&lt;br /&gt;my soul shall never see&lt;br /&gt;the heaven that was to be&lt;br /&gt;you and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5168145619294453897?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6992401693905807746</id><published>2009-08-24T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:16:55.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Mirage"</title><content type='html'>"Mirage"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I could rage and you'd bring rain, until you get to me on my morning side." - Sara Barailles&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subtle moon light illuminates&lt;br /&gt;the gentle contours&lt;br /&gt;of your perfect face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I toss and turn&lt;br /&gt;restless&lt;br /&gt;in the same empty bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;flicker and dance&lt;br /&gt;in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited here&lt;br /&gt;for what has seemed like&lt;br /&gt;an eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have longed for your touch&lt;br /&gt;my lips have ached in anticipation&lt;br /&gt;of your kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you think ill of me&lt;br /&gt;if I give into your charms&lt;br /&gt;without the least of resistance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you near&lt;br /&gt;your scent lingers in my memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me now&lt;br /&gt;I ask you&lt;br /&gt;away from all this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill me up&lt;br /&gt;with your beautiful ocean&lt;br /&gt;and let the seduction&lt;br /&gt;begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you walk towards me&lt;br /&gt;with a knowing look&lt;br /&gt;and that same&lt;br /&gt;disarming smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you whisper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been here all along, darling&lt;br /&gt;desperately holding onto you&lt;br /&gt;so the seduction can overtake us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div 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&quot;Mirage&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-8367024663123861739</id><published>2009-08-12T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:18:00.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Beside You"</title><content type='html'>"Beside You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night fades away&lt;br /&gt;ever slowly&lt;br /&gt;as dreams of you&lt;br /&gt;linger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face haunts me&lt;br /&gt;where ever I go&lt;br /&gt;every time I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see you there&lt;br /&gt;with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your scent clings to the pillow&lt;br /&gt;the memory of your aching touch&lt;br /&gt;imprinted my naked, desperate body&lt;br /&gt;never forgotten but forever&lt;br /&gt;lovingly remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars may shine&lt;br /&gt;with heavenly brilliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon may illuminate&lt;br /&gt;with subtle light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain may fall&lt;br /&gt;wet and expectant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the wonders of the world&lt;br /&gt;all that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;or hope to believe or see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pales beside the beauty&lt;br /&gt;that is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling&lt;br /&gt;beloved&lt;br /&gt;come closer to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me share&lt;br /&gt;the secret desires&lt;br /&gt;that have been locked away for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you stand there&lt;br /&gt;unclothed and longing&lt;br /&gt;holding the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing nothing&lt;br /&gt;but a smile&lt;br /&gt;and those lips&lt;br /&gt;parted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating the rapture&lt;br /&gt;that is soon to take place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, darling&lt;br /&gt;how I have always loved you&lt;br /&gt;and I love you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8367024663123861739?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/8367024663123861739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=8367024663123861739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/8367024663123861739'/><link 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brightly&lt;br /&gt;warming my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;fill my mind&lt;br /&gt;as I try in vain&lt;br /&gt;to forget the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of losing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face&lt;br /&gt;tasting your kiss&lt;br /&gt;your perfect mouth&lt;br /&gt;the shimmer&lt;br /&gt;in your beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gone now&lt;br /&gt;fleeting like the warmth&lt;br /&gt;of the sun&lt;br /&gt;moments before&lt;br /&gt;sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its final rays fading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;for just a second&lt;br /&gt;I see you again&lt;br /&gt;in all your grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me out of this wilderness&lt;br /&gt;away from this aching loneliness&lt;br /&gt;and cruel heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;dare to burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge of deceit&lt;br /&gt;that divides us&lt;br /&gt;and threatens our very&lt;br /&gt;breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, dear&lt;br /&gt;and come with me&lt;br /&gt;once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just&lt;br /&gt;for the fondness&lt;br /&gt;of old times' sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5154851016136195781?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/5154851016136195781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=5154851016136195781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/5154851016136195781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;shallow and unsure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past is locked away now&lt;br /&gt;floating under the bridge&lt;br /&gt;crumbling and dead&lt;br /&gt;everything blurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood on your hands now&lt;br /&gt;as a smile invades your face&lt;br /&gt;I never knew you could&lt;br /&gt;didn't think it would come to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the rain falls&lt;br /&gt;you watch silently&lt;br /&gt;as the broken remains&lt;br /&gt;of my heart drift along&lt;br /&gt;barely floating above&lt;br /&gt;the water's surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7955480048647108826?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7955480048647108826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-2022947782447504926</id><published>2009-08-09T06:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T07:38:34.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Let It Fall"</title><content type='html'>"Let It Fall"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragile&lt;br /&gt;like broken glass&lt;br /&gt;shattered but somehow&lt;br /&gt;still my heart beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the aftermath&lt;br /&gt;of our inevitable parting&lt;br /&gt;the pain cuts like a knife&lt;br /&gt;forcing me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could try to forget&lt;br /&gt;what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;the lure your beauty&lt;br /&gt;has over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temptation&lt;br /&gt;too much&lt;br /&gt;no matter where you are&lt;br /&gt;my walls come down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked and vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the room is empty&lt;br /&gt;you're gone now&lt;br /&gt;the bed we shared&lt;br /&gt;is cold and lifeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain hits the window&lt;br /&gt;my fingertips trace outlines&lt;br /&gt;against it silently&lt;br /&gt;longing, waiting, hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel tears&lt;br /&gt;run down my face&lt;br /&gt;as I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and imagine you with me&lt;br /&gt;here and now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it fall&lt;br /&gt;oh how I love you still&lt;br /&gt;let it fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it all fall down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2022947782447504926?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-8164036650990458343</id><published>2009-08-07T20:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:53:50.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Make Believe"</title><content type='html'>"Make Believe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same room&lt;br /&gt;the silent walls&lt;br /&gt;I lay on the bed&lt;br /&gt;lost and broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's no use now&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I try&lt;br /&gt;to forget&lt;br /&gt;still, the tears come&lt;br /&gt;wet and perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let you in&lt;br /&gt;like a fool&lt;br /&gt;I let you in&lt;br /&gt;just because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather break&lt;br /&gt;a mirror&lt;br /&gt;and have seven years&lt;br /&gt;bad luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because baby, how I thought&lt;br /&gt;we had&lt;br /&gt;we had&lt;br /&gt;something special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to be let down&lt;br /&gt;and left behind again&lt;br /&gt;not sure of anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of losing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;and you do it over again&lt;br /&gt;when you promised&lt;br /&gt;you'd never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where could I run for cover&lt;br /&gt;to escape from you, love?&lt;br /&gt;you've become a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after all this&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ever hate you&lt;br /&gt;my darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish&lt;br /&gt;oh how I wish&lt;br /&gt;the story could have had a happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being sweet make believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying again&lt;br /&gt;as the desperate ghosts&lt;br /&gt;within are dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last kiss is always&lt;br /&gt;the most bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div 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Believe&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6454828373377796708</id><published>2009-08-07T19:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:36:28.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Pieces"</title><content type='html'>"Pieces"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again&lt;br /&gt;fill me with your lies&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open the wounds&lt;br /&gt;water under the bridge&lt;br /&gt;make me the fool once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same old&lt;br /&gt;tired thing again&lt;br /&gt;I'm drowning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep and falling&lt;br /&gt;uncovered and bare&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding, darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you cut me open&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared&lt;br /&gt;of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come gentle loneliness&lt;br /&gt;with your perfect arms&lt;br /&gt;you can't drag me down&lt;br /&gt;my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never&lt;br /&gt;stop me&lt;br /&gt;from shining&lt;br /&gt;my Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The footsteps you leave behind&lt;br /&gt;have killed me over and over&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be left&lt;br /&gt;barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;my sweet morningside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me&lt;br /&gt;oh my beautiful liar&lt;br /&gt;how I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows of  twilight&lt;br /&gt;in the last loud beating&lt;br /&gt;of my fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear her&lt;br /&gt;call your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div 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&quot;Pieces&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3801328654015349393</id><published>2009-08-07T09:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:06:56.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Linger"</title><content type='html'>"Linger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been gone&lt;br /&gt;awhile now&lt;br /&gt;it feels so empty here&lt;br /&gt;without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here&lt;br /&gt;trying to find&lt;br /&gt;the words to say&lt;br /&gt;still you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been chasing shadows&lt;br /&gt;until the day you came&lt;br /&gt;and walked in my door&lt;br /&gt;and brightened everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your beautiful rays&lt;br /&gt;warming my cold, desperate heart&lt;br /&gt;smile for me now&lt;br /&gt;touch my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close to you&lt;br /&gt;against the world&lt;br /&gt;you are my shield&lt;br /&gt;my protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes long enough&lt;br /&gt;I can see you again&lt;br /&gt;if only for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is wide open again&lt;br /&gt;and our hearts are full of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;and we are young again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness fades&lt;br /&gt;when I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;but this moment with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lean against the window&lt;br /&gt;and watch the rain fall&lt;br /&gt;its gentle pitter patter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memory of you&lt;br /&gt;I hold onto you&lt;br /&gt;you've consumed me&lt;br /&gt;taken a piece of my soul&lt;br /&gt;and my heart is out there&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;what I feel&lt;br /&gt;is too strong&lt;br /&gt;too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me fall again&lt;br /&gt;one more time&lt;br /&gt;into you&lt;br /&gt;let our paths intertwine&lt;br /&gt;and  permit the perfect sweetness&lt;br /&gt;that is your passion&lt;br /&gt;cover me, wrapping me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linger awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;my love&lt;br /&gt;until you&lt;br /&gt;come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then&lt;br /&gt;I lay here&lt;br /&gt;in this lonely bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for you&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;let your beauty&lt;br /&gt;invade me again&lt;br /&gt;and linger awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just linger awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&quot;Linger&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-8283388872867226756</id><published>2009-08-05T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:36:43.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Escape"</title><content type='html'>"Escape"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun shines&lt;br /&gt;as dawn breaks&lt;br /&gt;former night recedes&lt;br /&gt;from view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its faded promises&lt;br /&gt;and dark secrets&lt;br /&gt;burned away&lt;br /&gt;in glorious light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold forever&lt;br /&gt;in the palm&lt;br /&gt;of your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling your&lt;br /&gt;warmth against me&lt;br /&gt;leaves me with an aching&lt;br /&gt;deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful longing I never knew existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close now&lt;br /&gt;and whisper your dreams&lt;br /&gt;envelop me in your perfect arms&lt;br /&gt;and never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling, my beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the stars in the night sky&lt;br /&gt;that streak and sparkle&lt;br /&gt;across heaven's face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all pale beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the devotion that I feel&lt;br /&gt;what we share between us&lt;br /&gt;will be our sweet escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the last remaining shards of light&lt;br /&gt;at sunset illuminate you&lt;br /&gt;and the joy in your heart&lt;br /&gt;can be heard&lt;br /&gt;in quiet song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;yesterday and today&lt;br /&gt;and long into tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you with everything I am&lt;br /&gt;and everything I ever hope to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8283388872867226756?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/8283388872867226756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=8283388872867226756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/8283388872867226756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/8283388872867226756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/08/poem-escape.html' title='Poem: &quot;Escape&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3682517605332473250</id><published>2009-07-26T20:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:20:00.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Chasing The Sun"</title><content type='html'>"Chasing The Sun" *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I look inside&lt;br /&gt;and touch the dark&lt;br /&gt;empty spaces&lt;br /&gt;and feel cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds overhead&lt;br /&gt;silently wait before&lt;br /&gt;a storm that never comes&lt;br /&gt;as the world&lt;br /&gt;holds a collective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning&lt;br /&gt;you stand outside my door&lt;br /&gt;waiting expectantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile&lt;br /&gt;as you take my hand&lt;br /&gt;and whisper hope&lt;br /&gt;into my unsuspecting ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside you&lt;br /&gt;I feel whole&lt;br /&gt;without you&lt;br /&gt;the ravages come&lt;br /&gt;like vultures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do&lt;br /&gt;anything for you&lt;br /&gt;you warm my heart&lt;br /&gt;and I am forever indebted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we cannot&lt;br /&gt;be together&lt;br /&gt;I shall be devoted&lt;br /&gt;to you, beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never be afraid&lt;br /&gt;to be the star&lt;br /&gt;chasing your Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* - title inspired by "Slide Away" (by Noel Gallagher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Sun&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-2115117972219847757</id><published>2009-07-26T20:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:19:48.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Angel"</title><content type='html'>"The Angel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks down&lt;br /&gt;at her fallen beloved&lt;br /&gt;as he struggles to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can save you still," the angel&lt;br /&gt;whispered softly as she knelt down&lt;br /&gt;her shimmery wings barely touching the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her lover smiled, without a word&lt;br /&gt;and he caressed her cheek&lt;br /&gt;wiping the tear that fell upon&lt;br /&gt;her beautiful face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they kissed&lt;br /&gt;for the last time&lt;br /&gt;warmth filled her&lt;br /&gt;once more&lt;br /&gt;as he held her close&lt;br /&gt;slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final moments&lt;br /&gt;of their beautiful parting&lt;br /&gt;she stood over him&lt;br /&gt;and loving plucked a feather&lt;br /&gt;placing it over his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she leaned in&lt;br /&gt;and whispered in&lt;br /&gt;his ear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You may be gone&lt;br /&gt;but never forgotten&lt;br /&gt;and forever remembered&lt;br /&gt;in the chambers of my heart&lt;br /&gt;and soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she took to the sky&lt;br /&gt;and flew away&lt;br /&gt;across the face of perfect&lt;br /&gt;weeping Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2115117972219847757?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/2115117972219847757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=2115117972219847757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2115117972219847757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2115117972219847757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/07/poem-angel.html' title='Poem: &quot;The Angel&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1100092679646532261</id><published>2009-07-26T19:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:10:25.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Other"</title><content type='html'>"The Other"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Once in the madhouse they came like specks of cinnamon." - Anne Sexton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seconds tick away&lt;br /&gt;as I glance at my watch&lt;br /&gt;impatiently&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a man&lt;br /&gt;who loves you&lt;br /&gt;he came by today&lt;br /&gt;and asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it you want with her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled, but said nothing&lt;br /&gt;Your beloved does not know&lt;br /&gt;could never fathom&lt;br /&gt;the depths of my passion&lt;br /&gt;and devotion to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest one&lt;br /&gt;if I cannot be with you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to ever&lt;br /&gt;see the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;or feel breath in my lungs&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen&lt;br /&gt;pieces of me, darling&lt;br /&gt;that I cannot ever get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must I be forced to live this way&lt;br /&gt;unable to see in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;with your precious light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I suppose this is the way of things&lt;br /&gt;now that you're lost and gone&lt;br /&gt;I wish you well, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll always stand here&lt;br /&gt;in front of your house&lt;br /&gt;on your street&lt;br /&gt;now deserted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faithful "other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1100092679646532261?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/1100092679646532261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=1100092679646532261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1100092679646532261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1100092679646532261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/07/poem-other.html' title='Poem: &quot;The Other&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6257487094961111292</id><published>2009-07-26T19:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:43:12.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Leaves and Silence"</title><content type='html'>"Leaves and Silence"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking outside&lt;br /&gt;as the autumn cold&lt;br /&gt;hits my face&lt;br /&gt;my feet hitting the pavement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago&lt;br /&gt;when the world&lt;br /&gt;seemed so easy&lt;br /&gt;and my heart&lt;br /&gt;still believed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silly things&lt;br /&gt;like love&lt;br /&gt;and happy endings&lt;br /&gt;when the sun shone&lt;br /&gt;its brightest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had you&lt;br /&gt;in my life, dear&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed so&lt;br /&gt;much easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our parting&lt;br /&gt;without a goodbye&lt;br /&gt;has broken my heart&lt;br /&gt;once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know&lt;br /&gt;we never can ever go back&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you loved me&lt;br /&gt;and how you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're gone now&lt;br /&gt;and every moment of joy&lt;br /&gt;has faded but forever remembered&lt;br /&gt;lost now&lt;br /&gt;amid leaves and silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6257487094961111292?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-5923031340332824848</id><published>2009-07-22T22:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:28:59.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Nothing Left"</title><content type='html'>"Nothing Left"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here in front of my desk&lt;br /&gt;staring at the blinking computer screen&lt;br /&gt;my mind drifts to thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;as the words come&lt;br /&gt;and my once cold heart&lt;br /&gt;comes to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers on the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;as the computer screen lights up&lt;br /&gt;the words escape from unknown depths&lt;br /&gt;in the same tiny room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gone&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;here for me&lt;br /&gt;except memories of you&lt;br /&gt;in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They repeat&lt;br /&gt;like snippets of&lt;br /&gt;a film that I've seen&lt;br /&gt;a million times&lt;br /&gt;but never remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subtle beauty of your face&lt;br /&gt;they way your eyes shone&lt;br /&gt;the curvature of your lips&lt;br /&gt;the soft contours&lt;br /&gt;of your perfect shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain begins to fall quietly&lt;br /&gt;pitter-pattering against the window&lt;br /&gt;as the bright neon signs cast&lt;br /&gt;an eerie glow amidst the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the window&lt;br /&gt;and quietly watch&lt;br /&gt;the spectacle unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaking&lt;br /&gt;more and more&lt;br /&gt;by each passing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5923031340332824848?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-5255711792615664681</id><published>2009-07-18T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:33:20.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Against"</title><content type='html'>"Against"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I search&lt;br /&gt;the glittering glow&lt;br /&gt;of neon that dots&lt;br /&gt;the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I walk the same&lt;br /&gt;deserted streets&lt;br /&gt;holding on&lt;br /&gt;to false hope&lt;br /&gt;lighter in hand&lt;br /&gt;waiting to burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I sit alone&lt;br /&gt;in the bed&lt;br /&gt;empty and cold&lt;br /&gt;my desperation&lt;br /&gt;will wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;in her perfect embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and dare imagine&lt;br /&gt;what could have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;feel your breath&lt;br /&gt;lie with you&lt;br /&gt;skin against skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;would pale beside&lt;br /&gt;your subtle beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love - too much&lt;br /&gt;the intoxication&lt;br /&gt;consumes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As morning light comes&lt;br /&gt;I wake up&lt;br /&gt;with no one there&lt;br /&gt;and the scent of you&lt;br /&gt;lingering&lt;br /&gt;imprinted on my heart&lt;br /&gt;forever in shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5255711792615664681?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/5255711792615664681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-390252272448076321</id><published>2009-07-17T07:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:22:14.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Wishing For You"</title><content type='html'>"Wishing For You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September morn&lt;br /&gt;come 'round again&lt;br /&gt;the wind makes&lt;br /&gt;the trees sway&lt;br /&gt;as the leaves&lt;br /&gt;soon change color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our room is empty&lt;br /&gt;since you went away&lt;br /&gt;the sheets unkempt&lt;br /&gt;your scent lingering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in the same&lt;br /&gt;old chair&lt;br /&gt;in front of the blinking&lt;br /&gt;computer screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the words&lt;br /&gt;to come&lt;br /&gt;that will make you see&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;br /&gt;make you stop in&lt;br /&gt;your tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night&lt;br /&gt;we had coffee&lt;br /&gt;and talked for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and let my thoughts drift off&lt;br /&gt;of us alone&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That special place&lt;br /&gt;where we can never go&lt;br /&gt;because you, my darling&lt;br /&gt;belong to another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I refuse to give in&lt;br /&gt;to the temptation of&lt;br /&gt;casting aside&lt;br /&gt;my better angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;but I can never&lt;br /&gt;be the one&lt;br /&gt;for you, my dearest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;but the secret garden&lt;br /&gt;will be forever locked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Eden&lt;br /&gt;will never be&lt;br /&gt;though I still&lt;br /&gt;wish for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world's spinning&lt;br /&gt;as you watch desperately&lt;br /&gt;with love in your heart&lt;br /&gt;as I silently fade into&lt;br /&gt;beautiful shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love you still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my forlorn heart&lt;br /&gt;will cling to you&lt;br /&gt;amidst the great divide&lt;br /&gt;that will forever&lt;br /&gt;be our guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-390252272448076321?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/390252272448076321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=390252272448076321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/390252272448076321'/><link rel='self' 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threatened to&lt;br /&gt;overtake our longing hearts&lt;br /&gt;has gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;and gaze at me&lt;br /&gt;with that sultry look&lt;br /&gt;that gets me every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets&lt;br /&gt;share with me your&lt;br /&gt;unspoken desires&lt;br /&gt;and let the moment&lt;br /&gt;take us where it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me&lt;br /&gt;with your aching lips&lt;br /&gt;and let the sweetness&lt;br /&gt;linger on my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel&lt;br /&gt;whole again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to that place&lt;br /&gt;where only you know how&lt;br /&gt;Soaking wet&lt;br /&gt;our bodies intertwine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let the sounds&lt;br /&gt;of our passionate discourse&lt;br /&gt;be our guide&lt;br /&gt;and light the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To eternal bliss&lt;br /&gt;as the candle burns&lt;br /&gt;fervent and bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-152757252861814421?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/152757252861814421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=152757252861814421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/152757252861814421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/152757252861814421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/07/poem-light-way.html' title='Poem: &quot;Light The Way&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-3796988602676314049</id><published>2009-07-07T21:56:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:17:48.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Breathe"</title><content type='html'>"Breathe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning sun&lt;br /&gt;shines brightly&lt;br /&gt;illuminating&lt;br /&gt;your beautiful contours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former melancholy&lt;br /&gt;of secret night and her&lt;br /&gt;hidden devotions and&lt;br /&gt;unknown desires&lt;br /&gt;best left undisturbed&lt;br /&gt;has faded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gaze on me&lt;br /&gt;so longingly&lt;br /&gt;with those eyes&lt;br /&gt;your lovely eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in bed&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;skin against skin&lt;br /&gt;our bodies intertwined&lt;br /&gt;your warmth is intoxicating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your breath on my neck&lt;br /&gt;pressed up against you&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;hard as a drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;like the sun needs the moon&lt;br /&gt;and the stars need the&lt;br /&gt;perfect expanse of sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could live a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;and yet, I would never find&lt;br /&gt;another one as beautiful as&lt;br /&gt;you are to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've become the air&lt;br /&gt;I so desperately long&lt;br /&gt;to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&quot;Breathe&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-8370100997274020913</id><published>2009-07-06T08:05:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:11:00.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Trouble With No"</title><content type='html'>"The Trouble With No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door swings open&lt;br /&gt;as you leave&lt;br /&gt;for the last time&lt;br /&gt;as memory starts to fade&lt;br /&gt;I hear the birds outside&lt;br /&gt;chirping mournfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;sits untouched on the counter&lt;br /&gt;the morning paper&lt;br /&gt;on the table unread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;was incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decided&lt;br /&gt;to wear a low cut top&lt;br /&gt;and your favorite jeans&lt;br /&gt;with your hair down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to the park&lt;br /&gt;and sat under the sky&lt;br /&gt;we talked of the future&lt;br /&gt;and watched the stars&lt;br /&gt;as they faded and streaked&lt;br /&gt;across the face of night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand&lt;br /&gt;and whispered softly&lt;br /&gt;of your desires and dreams&lt;br /&gt;as we kissed over and over&lt;br /&gt;our bodies pressed up against&lt;br /&gt;one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home&lt;br /&gt;later that night&lt;br /&gt;and you slipped&lt;br /&gt;into something&lt;br /&gt;more comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights turned down low&lt;br /&gt;you kissed me once&lt;br /&gt;I turned away&lt;br /&gt;trying to fight you off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you wrapped your arms&lt;br /&gt;around my waist and&lt;br /&gt;pulled me onto you&lt;br /&gt;and, before I could protest&lt;br /&gt;you kissed me hard&lt;br /&gt;and gazed with those&lt;br /&gt;perfect eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest&lt;br /&gt;was enraptured&lt;br /&gt;in sweet surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8370100997274020913?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/8370100997274020913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=8370100997274020913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Here, Now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;in front of this blinking&lt;br /&gt;screen&lt;br /&gt;staring at blank white&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the words&lt;br /&gt;to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is empty&lt;br /&gt;the bed is cold&lt;br /&gt;everything is different&lt;br /&gt;without your love&lt;br /&gt;to fill my lonely spaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and imagine you&lt;br /&gt;right here, now&lt;br /&gt;and in that moment&lt;br /&gt;we're together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch your face&lt;br /&gt;we lean in closer&lt;br /&gt;I feel your breath&lt;br /&gt;on my neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we kiss&lt;br /&gt;the world stops&lt;br /&gt;for an instant&lt;br /&gt;my heart spins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you&lt;br /&gt;whispering&lt;br /&gt;in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;please stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;because you&lt;br /&gt;and only you&lt;br /&gt;make me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our bodies meet&lt;br /&gt;at the mutual intersection&lt;br /&gt;as I lay against you&lt;br /&gt;the heat rises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moan escapes&lt;br /&gt;as your legs part open&lt;br /&gt;and the rhythm of our&lt;br /&gt;sensual interlude&lt;br /&gt;threatens to overtake us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I ache for you&lt;br /&gt;I want you so badly&lt;br /&gt;I can taste it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the night sky&lt;br /&gt;and all the glittering stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the sun&lt;br /&gt;that shines brightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my whole world&lt;br /&gt;and forever will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5211723611675273438?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-4167465424267946342</id><published>2009-07-02T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:36:28.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Don't"</title><content type='html'>"Don't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has passed slowly&lt;br /&gt;the moment has lingered&lt;br /&gt;for far too long&lt;br /&gt;as the sky turns dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of former&lt;br /&gt;has faded against the tumult&lt;br /&gt;against the wishes of the demons&lt;br /&gt;lurking just beneath the cracks&lt;br /&gt;waiting to surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone is the way things&lt;br /&gt;used to be&lt;br /&gt;when the world made sense&lt;br /&gt;and youth was on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you walk away&lt;br /&gt;the waters have receded&lt;br /&gt;and faith weeps crystal tears&lt;br /&gt;as my heart shatters&lt;br /&gt;cast off&lt;br /&gt;into oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't go," I whisper desperately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I need you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-4167465424267946342?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/4167465424267946342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=4167465424267946342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/4167465424267946342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discretion gives way&lt;br /&gt;to desperate release&lt;br /&gt;please, I beg you, take me&lt;br /&gt;away with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have what I need&lt;br /&gt;what I want&lt;br /&gt;what I crave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploring the boundaries&lt;br /&gt;pushing the envelope&lt;br /&gt;under the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7626347318252739625?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7626347318252739625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=7626347318252739625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving down the highway&lt;br /&gt;the top down&lt;br /&gt;towards an unknown&lt;br /&gt;away from the pain&lt;br /&gt;and misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1994 blares on the radio&lt;br /&gt;as my mind wanders&lt;br /&gt;to the that night&lt;br /&gt;when I lost you&lt;br /&gt;and the world&lt;br /&gt;stopped making any sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;I had come in from a heavy downpour&lt;br /&gt;clothes soaked to the bone&lt;br /&gt;it dark inside&lt;br /&gt;no light in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were bent over&lt;br /&gt;hands gripping the kitchen island&lt;br /&gt;shirt ripped out, breasts exposed&lt;br /&gt;skirt raised, legs apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the moment&lt;br /&gt;a desperate moan escaped&lt;br /&gt;your aching mouth&lt;br /&gt;as your eyes&lt;br /&gt;seemed to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran out&lt;br /&gt;the sting of salty tears&lt;br /&gt;streaming down my face&lt;br /&gt;went upstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found the knife&lt;br /&gt;you hid in the nightstand drawer&lt;br /&gt;dropped to my knees&lt;br /&gt;clutching it&lt;br /&gt;hands shaking, throat dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blade&lt;br /&gt;slivery gleam&lt;br /&gt;perfectly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;it rushes to meet&lt;br /&gt;my delicate insides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I collapse&lt;br /&gt;I hear you scream&lt;br /&gt;as you stand over me&lt;br /&gt;everything comes full circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As life fades away&lt;br /&gt;I smile&lt;br /&gt;my hand touches yours&lt;br /&gt;for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our mutual salvation&lt;br /&gt;on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8332938651835709377?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-403444469814091370</id><published>2009-06-26T21:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:14:56.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Blood In My Veins"</title><content type='html'>"Blood In My Veins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I sleep to dream&lt;br /&gt;let me see your lovely face&lt;br /&gt;hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;to feel you beside me&lt;br /&gt;once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning after&lt;br /&gt;after passion and need&lt;br /&gt;have satisfied our lustful desires&lt;br /&gt;the sun rises to greet us&lt;br /&gt;with its illuminating light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get up and walk towards the window&lt;br /&gt;looking out towards the shore&lt;br /&gt;as the tides come crashing violently&lt;br /&gt;against the rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has begun anew&lt;br /&gt;I walk up behind you&lt;br /&gt;and slide my hands&lt;br /&gt;around your waist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the moment lingers&lt;br /&gt;my heart beats faster&lt;br /&gt;you lean your back&lt;br /&gt;against my chest&lt;br /&gt;and sigh contentedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is the one thing&lt;br /&gt;that I was meant to do&lt;br /&gt;lest we share the same air&lt;br /&gt;to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have become&lt;br /&gt;the very blood&lt;br /&gt;in my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-403444469814091370?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/403444469814091370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=403444469814091370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/403444469814091370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/403444469814091370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem-blood-in-my-veins.html' title='Poem: &quot;Blood In My Veins&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1905838786334787226</id><published>2009-06-26T18:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:10:08.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Flood"</title><content type='html'>"Flood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand here&lt;br /&gt;in front of this broken glass&lt;br /&gt;because of you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars&lt;br /&gt;such beautiful&lt;br /&gt;little things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears come down&lt;br /&gt;like raindrops&lt;br /&gt;amid the fading dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breath is cold&lt;br /&gt;as you stare&lt;br /&gt;gasping at my holes&lt;br /&gt;exposed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn away&lt;br /&gt;as the light fades&lt;br /&gt;from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;those desperate pools&lt;br /&gt;of stormy blue-gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling on my hands and knees&lt;br /&gt;on the blood soaked floor&lt;br /&gt;you took away my innocence&lt;br /&gt;and replaced it with dark&lt;br /&gt;restless seething&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want to hate you&lt;br /&gt;my bastard love&lt;br /&gt;I was taken before my time&lt;br /&gt;you ripped me apart&lt;br /&gt;with your promises and deceit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you pulled me closer into you&lt;br /&gt;a part of me died&lt;br /&gt;my screams of help&lt;br /&gt;fell on deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my sweet predator&lt;br /&gt;you shall always have the best part&lt;br /&gt;of me&lt;br /&gt;locked away with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you walk away&lt;br /&gt;for the last time&lt;br /&gt;love, always remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That in the empty spaces&lt;br /&gt;that grow within you&lt;br /&gt;that I hope you get what's coming&lt;br /&gt;to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love you still&lt;br /&gt;as this feeling lingers a moment longer&lt;br /&gt;save me somehow&lt;br /&gt;from giving in&lt;br /&gt;and doing the right thing&lt;br /&gt;for the wrong reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1905838786334787226?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/1905838786334787226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=1905838786334787226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1905838786334787226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1905838786334787226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem-flood.html' title='Poem: &quot;Flood&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1222603799729609280</id><published>2009-06-24T20:29:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:42:33.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Notes From The 13th Ceiling Aftermath"</title><content type='html'>"Notes From The 13th Ceiling Aftermath"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat index today was 105&lt;br /&gt;inside this cramped room&lt;br /&gt;the bed unkempt, pillows askew&lt;br /&gt;your scent lingers on the sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left a note for me&lt;br /&gt;taped to the fridge&lt;br /&gt;scrawled in your handwriting&lt;br /&gt;the words seem to jump off&lt;br /&gt;the page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a wash&lt;br /&gt;I left the bar as you came in&lt;br /&gt;you had that little black number on&lt;br /&gt;the one you swore you'd never&lt;br /&gt;wear for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking home alone&lt;br /&gt;the cold November air&lt;br /&gt;against my face&lt;br /&gt;as a smile invades&lt;br /&gt;the corners of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words fly off the typewriter&lt;br /&gt;at breakneck speed&lt;br /&gt;you are at the bar now&lt;br /&gt;nursing a Rum and Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll be in the arms&lt;br /&gt;of another handsome stranger&lt;br /&gt;doing the things we used we&lt;br /&gt;used to&lt;br /&gt;long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I still do&lt;br /&gt;turning your back&lt;br /&gt;the shadows threaten&lt;br /&gt;to swallow us whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the tides are coming&lt;br /&gt;for you, my darling&lt;br /&gt;beware the beacon&lt;br /&gt;as the sirens blare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiting shore&lt;br /&gt;opens her warm arms&lt;br /&gt;as we watch  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispering all the while&lt;br /&gt;"let her bleed"&lt;br /&gt;kicking up sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over now&lt;br /&gt;as tears stream&lt;br /&gt;down my burning cheeks&lt;br /&gt;you get up and leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, something breaks&lt;br /&gt;my mind's spinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;but we can't ever go back&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me slowly fade to black&lt;br /&gt;and allow the darkness&lt;br /&gt;to slip through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1222603799729609280?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-7663685774138888245</id><published>2009-06-22T19:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:44:21.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Wish"</title><content type='html'>"The Wish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night waits&lt;br /&gt;in silent splendor&lt;br /&gt;as countless faces&lt;br /&gt;in the sea of humanity&lt;br /&gt;oblivious to their own whims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lies in shadow&lt;br /&gt;clutching the pillow&lt;br /&gt;imagining him&lt;br /&gt;beside her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feel of his skin&lt;br /&gt;against her luminous beauty&lt;br /&gt;the aching warmth&lt;br /&gt;of their mutual entanglement&lt;br /&gt;her lips, his arms, her thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tension between them palpable&lt;br /&gt;pulling her into him, they kiss deeply&lt;br /&gt;the room spins&lt;br /&gt;in what seems like am an eternity&lt;br /&gt;as the moment lingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks into her eyes&lt;br /&gt;into those beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;and knows that this&lt;br /&gt;was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light from the candle&lt;br /&gt;flickers as the unspoken wish&lt;br /&gt;fades desperately&lt;br /&gt;against the glow of dying stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-7663685774138888245?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/7663685774138888245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1600930587014191401</id><published>2009-06-18T20:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:01:09.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Gift"</title><content type='html'>"The Gift"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lying in bed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the sweltering heat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of a mid summer's night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;invade my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as the horses &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop spinning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your lips brush against mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your touch, electricity between us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hands grip the bed tightly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as passion and sensual commerce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;threaten to overtake us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the aftermath &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where mutual longing and desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what we share burns brighter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than a thousand stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that like heaven's perfect face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cling to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are alone together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you gaze with those eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those beautiful eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And your smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;captures my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more than &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a million "I love you's"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My beloved friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and darling lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep me from losing myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that we can share a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that lingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;long after the afterglow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1600930587014191401?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/1600930587014191401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=1600930587014191401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/1600930587014191401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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reads 9 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night has faded&lt;br /&gt;in its exquisite glory&lt;br /&gt;with its secret promises&lt;br /&gt;and perfect indiscretion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gaze at me so sweet&lt;br /&gt;it makes my heart soar&lt;br /&gt;feels like heaven beside you&lt;br /&gt;my dear beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me once&lt;br /&gt;with that aching mouth&lt;br /&gt;those perfect lips&lt;br /&gt;make this moment&lt;br /&gt;linger just awhile longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our bodies meet&lt;br /&gt;at the sensual intersection&lt;br /&gt;of affection and longing&lt;br /&gt;I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;as you lean closer&lt;br /&gt;into me&lt;br /&gt;deeper we go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning you lay in bed&lt;br /&gt;your head on my bare chest&lt;br /&gt;I feel the joy in you breath&lt;br /&gt;I feel you up against me&lt;br /&gt;whispering gently in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something within me&lt;br /&gt;dies and is reborn in an instant&lt;br /&gt;the world is wide and wonderful&lt;br /&gt;once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the windowsill, a dove waits&lt;br /&gt;shimmering in the afterglow&lt;br /&gt;of beauty's return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-8898820140106471520?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/8898820140106471520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=8898820140106471520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/8898820140106471520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;The skyline is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;with the stars streaking&lt;br /&gt;across the face of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is bare&lt;br /&gt;walls are unadorned&lt;br /&gt;signs of the past&lt;br /&gt;everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the old typewriter&lt;br /&gt;it sits idly&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the words&lt;br /&gt;to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we both  know&lt;br /&gt;it won't work out exactly&lt;br /&gt;the way we may want it to&lt;br /&gt;despite the desperation&lt;br /&gt;lingering against&lt;br /&gt;your window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look to the sky&lt;br /&gt;touch my face&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;and let the wonder&lt;br /&gt;of us take you away&lt;br /&gt;once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6772893289346203746?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6112778289661633152</id><published>2009-06-14T10:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T11:00:33.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Fragile"</title><content type='html'>"The Fragile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the skeletons&lt;br /&gt;as they crawl out&lt;br /&gt;of the closet&lt;br /&gt;as broken bones&lt;br /&gt;seethe in quiet disgust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence pervades&lt;br /&gt;the subtle spaces&lt;br /&gt;between you and I&lt;br /&gt;begin to fade&lt;br /&gt;as the distance grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;my dearest one&lt;br /&gt;amid the larks&lt;br /&gt;that fly overhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking alone&lt;br /&gt;to the pond&lt;br /&gt;I cast a pebble&lt;br /&gt;and watch it skip along&lt;br /&gt;the clear water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I wish for you&lt;br /&gt;and, in that fleeting moment,&lt;br /&gt;our embrace lingers&lt;br /&gt;as you kiss&lt;br /&gt;my aching mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6112778289661633152?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/6112778289661633152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=6112778289661633152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/6112778289661633152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;your fragrance, your breath&lt;br /&gt;lingers awhile&lt;br /&gt;longer than it should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia has taken hold&lt;br /&gt;though sleep eludes me&lt;br /&gt;like a phantom&lt;br /&gt;in the early hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed is cold now&lt;br /&gt;you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;twilight has descended&lt;br /&gt;upon my heart&lt;br /&gt;like vultures to a carcass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent hours&lt;br /&gt;days, weeks, months&lt;br /&gt;wishing you'd come back&lt;br /&gt;hoping that you would&lt;br /&gt;somehow see how&lt;br /&gt;this whole beautiful mess&lt;br /&gt;came to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've went away&lt;br /&gt;met another&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're married now&lt;br /&gt;he must be a wonderful man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through this a million times&lt;br /&gt;and would probably go through it&lt;br /&gt;a million more&lt;br /&gt;just to have the answers&lt;br /&gt;that would somehow&lt;br /&gt;make me whole again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling on my knees&lt;br /&gt;toward the door&lt;br /&gt;hands reach up&lt;br /&gt;struggling to escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no hope&lt;br /&gt;inside, my heart&lt;br /&gt;seethes&lt;br /&gt;shards of&lt;br /&gt;shattered glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5943476670968430785?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/5943476670968430785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=5943476670968430785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/5943476670968430785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/5943476670968430785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem-shattered-glass.html' title='Poem: &quot;Shattered Glass&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-4246596912131422022</id><published>2009-06-10T16:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:56:16.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Remains" *</title><content type='html'>"Remains" *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the spot&lt;br /&gt;it is dark now&lt;br /&gt;nightfall has descended&lt;br /&gt;upon the subtle remains&lt;br /&gt;of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man&lt;br /&gt;who frequented&lt;br /&gt;the local nightclub&lt;br /&gt;who knew the&lt;br /&gt;daughter of a woman&lt;br /&gt;who was owed money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks inside&lt;br /&gt;sits at the bar&lt;br /&gt;eyes me suspiciously&lt;br /&gt;for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit idly&lt;br /&gt;as the minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;as the words come&lt;br /&gt;from a familiar place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed is cold&lt;br /&gt;and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;this place has&lt;br /&gt;no warmth left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head in my hands&lt;br /&gt;pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;all scattered&lt;br /&gt;on the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood on my shirt&lt;br /&gt;staggering to the sink&lt;br /&gt;turn the faucet on&lt;br /&gt;the water running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collapse to the floor&lt;br /&gt;welcoming unnatural sleep&lt;br /&gt;as the void seeks fervent embrace&lt;br /&gt;once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* poem inspired by "Still Remains" (Scott Weiland/Robert De Leo).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-4246596912131422022?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/4246596912131422022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=4246596912131422022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/4246596912131422022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;the moon is out&lt;br /&gt;in its quiet brilliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is among them tonight&lt;br /&gt;searching for the something&lt;br /&gt;or someone that will stop&lt;br /&gt;her vulnerable heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire hides within&lt;br /&gt;the shadows&lt;br /&gt;as the wind howls&lt;br /&gt;we run hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;to the old church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is beautiful inside, he whispers&lt;br /&gt;as Sunday's girl leans into him&lt;br /&gt;and their bodies intertwine&lt;br /&gt;the wetness from her thighs&lt;br /&gt;blesses the union&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A holy no&lt;br /&gt;as the two souls&lt;br /&gt;are joined&lt;br /&gt;in consecrated bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* - this poem was inspired by "Down" (Scott Weiland/Robert De Leo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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*'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-7768781169933868613</id><published>2009-06-09T18:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:34:50.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Interstate" *</title><content type='html'>"Interstate" *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving on the highway&lt;br /&gt;away from here&lt;br /&gt;away from the ghosts&lt;br /&gt;that have haunted&lt;br /&gt;my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The open road ahead&lt;br /&gt;so many miles to go&lt;br /&gt;the sun shines down&lt;br /&gt;upon your beautiful face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former glory we shared&lt;br /&gt;is now hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;the wind in our hair&lt;br /&gt;not a single cloud in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You move closer&lt;br /&gt;leaning in for a kiss&lt;br /&gt;our lips meet&lt;br /&gt;and, in that moment,&lt;br /&gt;the flame burns once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lies spoken between us&lt;br /&gt;the fragrant desperation&lt;br /&gt;that your demands had&lt;br /&gt;on my mind and my heart&lt;br /&gt;was undeniably palpable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You squeeze my hand&lt;br /&gt;I put my foot on the gas pedal&lt;br /&gt;and, as the speedometer, rises&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And imagine you above me&lt;br /&gt;with nothing but a smile&lt;br /&gt;your sticky warmth over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it curdles my blood&lt;br /&gt;along this stretch&lt;br /&gt;of lonely interstate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* - poem was inspired by "Interstate Love Song" (Scott Weiland/Robert De Leo)&lt;div 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*'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-26758333661711993</id><published>2009-06-09T16:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:55:20.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Mess"</title><content type='html'>"Mess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets are lined&lt;br /&gt;with freaks, addicts, and fuckers&lt;br /&gt;the night has come once again&lt;br /&gt;illuminating storm and stillness&lt;br /&gt;with its perfect light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lays on the bed&lt;br /&gt;contemplating&lt;br /&gt;the what if's&lt;br /&gt;the could have been's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the tiny cramped space&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by scraps of paper&lt;br /&gt;half-eaten cartons of bad Chinese takeout&lt;br /&gt;and empty bottles of Smirnoff and Jack Daniel's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left in a haze&lt;br /&gt;taking in her suitcase&lt;br /&gt;all their hopes, dreams, desires&lt;br /&gt;and dirty laundry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finds a picture of her&lt;br /&gt;in happier times&lt;br /&gt;and softly traces her face&lt;br /&gt;with his fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skeletons of his closet&lt;br /&gt;have come back&lt;br /&gt;from the long buried past&lt;br /&gt;for their much deserved&lt;br /&gt;revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling to himself&lt;br /&gt;he drops to his knees&lt;br /&gt;mutters a silent plea&lt;br /&gt;calmly awaiting&lt;br /&gt;the deluge to&lt;br /&gt;commence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&quot;Mess&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-2884750935758846404</id><published>2009-06-09T15:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:18:04.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Addict"</title><content type='html'>"The Addict"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man stares back&lt;br /&gt;at the mirror&lt;br /&gt;and can't stand the sight&lt;br /&gt;of himself&lt;br /&gt;of what he has lost&lt;br /&gt;and what he has become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stares at the walls&lt;br /&gt;they are bare&lt;br /&gt;and unbelievably brutal&lt;br /&gt;in their silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words fly onto the page&lt;br /&gt;as he sits at the old desk&lt;br /&gt;the electric typewriter a-buzzing&lt;br /&gt;his mind feverishly at the controls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bottle of vodka sits idly by&lt;br /&gt;he fishes in his pocket for a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;and lights it, taking a long drag&lt;br /&gt;he leans back in the chair&lt;br /&gt;and smiles to himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left long ago&lt;br /&gt;the warm and beauty&lt;br /&gt;that filled his life&lt;br /&gt;is now no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets up&lt;br /&gt;grabs the vodka bottle&lt;br /&gt;and steps outside for a moment&lt;br /&gt;into the waiting rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a drink&lt;br /&gt;he longs for sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;that never comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He falls to his knees&lt;br /&gt;praying for respite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As his demons coldly laugh&lt;br /&gt;churning, twisting, writhing&lt;br /&gt;the pain contorts his face&lt;br /&gt;into a state of wickedly contented&lt;br /&gt;bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest the world fades away&lt;br /&gt;the final breath exhales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2884750935758846404?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/2884750935758846404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=2884750935758846404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2884750935758846404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2884750935758846404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem-addict.html' title='Poem: &quot;The Addict&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-9039707040048945017</id><published>2009-06-09T15:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:46:43.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "The Veil"</title><content type='html'>"The Veil"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stands at the altar&lt;br /&gt;her fiance apparently decided&lt;br /&gt;to run off with that hot brunette&lt;br /&gt;40-ish cougar&lt;br /&gt;in the leopard print&lt;br /&gt;and high heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride&lt;br /&gt;smiles to herself&lt;br /&gt;amid a rush of tears&lt;br /&gt;"It was so easy back then,"&lt;br /&gt;she says with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promised to take her&lt;br /&gt;away from all the sadness&lt;br /&gt;from all the pain that tortured&lt;br /&gt;her aching heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first night&lt;br /&gt;she found out&lt;br /&gt;that he loved her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided to repay him&lt;br /&gt;in kind&lt;br /&gt;with lingerie and red wine&lt;br /&gt;it was a sordid, lovely night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and the two&lt;br /&gt;became joined at the hip&lt;br /&gt;he took a steady 9-5&lt;br /&gt;while she stayed home with the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of their undoing&lt;br /&gt;he was caught in the backseat&lt;br /&gt;getting to know the neighbor's wife&lt;br /&gt;with his pants down around his ankles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bastard smiled afterward&lt;br /&gt;and, upon his return, the bride&lt;br /&gt;punched him square in the face&lt;br /&gt;and stormed out of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lonely veil left on the killing floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-9039707040048945017?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/9039707040048945017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=9039707040048945017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/9039707040048945017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/9039707040048945017'/><link rel='alternate' 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left&lt;br /&gt;is not much else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this empty room&lt;br /&gt;and the same old typewriter&lt;br /&gt;in the same chair&lt;br /&gt;the walls are bare now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands ache&lt;br /&gt;with resignation&lt;br /&gt;of the coming&lt;br /&gt;of the eventual&lt;br /&gt;undoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;inside, my bones are cold&lt;br /&gt;the blood that runs&lt;br /&gt;through my body&lt;br /&gt;is rendered useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers walk past&lt;br /&gt;on the street&lt;br /&gt;with their filthy handshakes&lt;br /&gt;and fake gestures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are gone now&lt;br /&gt;nothing is the same&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;as the world grows smaller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna reach out&lt;br /&gt;to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;from the fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Tthe clock blares&lt;br /&gt;it is now 1:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;as a breath manages&lt;br /&gt;a heroic escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The debacle is now&lt;br /&gt;in full swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3693689404207683517?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3693689404207683517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=3693689404207683517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3693689404207683517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3693689404207683517'/><link 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/&gt;as they crash against the waiting shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up and go to the window&lt;br /&gt;you smile as I take your hand&lt;br /&gt;and you put your arm around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments pass&lt;br /&gt;as your heart&lt;br /&gt;throbs&lt;br /&gt;nearly skipping&lt;br /&gt;a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gaze at me&lt;br /&gt;longingly&lt;br /&gt;as we kiss&lt;br /&gt;your lips taste&lt;br /&gt;sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lest our fervent embrace&lt;br /&gt;leads us down&lt;br /&gt;unknown paths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let my devotion&lt;br /&gt;be our guide&lt;br /&gt;to light the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold me close&lt;br /&gt;tell me that you desire&lt;br /&gt;what it is&lt;br /&gt;I so desperately offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&quot;Taken&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-2021607675853757281</id><published>2009-06-07T08:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:12:20.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Deep"</title><content type='html'>"Deep"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moonlight illuminates&lt;br /&gt;your face, your lovely face&lt;br /&gt;as you sleep, shadows flicker&lt;br /&gt;and dance amid your subtle shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called last night&lt;br /&gt;at the bar&lt;br /&gt;had a few drinks&lt;br /&gt;and danced&lt;br /&gt;with a handsome stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate it when&lt;br /&gt;those random cocks&lt;br /&gt;think it's okay to just&lt;br /&gt;come up behind me&lt;br /&gt;and grab my ass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2:30&lt;br /&gt;in the morning&lt;br /&gt;when you knocked&lt;br /&gt;on my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes were bloodshot&lt;br /&gt;your mascara all over&lt;br /&gt;saying nothing&lt;br /&gt;you ran over&lt;br /&gt;and caught me up&lt;br /&gt;in your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked for hours&lt;br /&gt;over coffee&lt;br /&gt;and bad Chinese takeout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling needy&lt;br /&gt;you motioned to the bed&lt;br /&gt;and, as you laid there&lt;br /&gt;you shuddered&lt;br /&gt;spreading your legs&lt;br /&gt;ever so slightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mouth parted&lt;br /&gt;as we kissed&lt;br /&gt;the heat between us&lt;br /&gt;undeniable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our bodies&lt;br /&gt;intertwined&lt;br /&gt;faster, harder, more&lt;br /&gt;and so went the flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you collapsed&lt;br /&gt;into my waiting arms&lt;br /&gt;bathed in sweat&lt;br /&gt;sticky and satisfied&lt;br /&gt;you winked as&lt;br /&gt;you licked your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting another go&lt;br /&gt;knowing all along&lt;br /&gt;you were in deep&lt;br /&gt;from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-2021607675853757281?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/2021607675853757281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=2021607675853757281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/2021607675853757281'/><link 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away&lt;br /&gt;as watchful eyes ponder&lt;br /&gt;unforeseen motives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same routine&lt;br /&gt;at the old typewriter&lt;br /&gt;writing the same lines&lt;br /&gt;watching the wheels spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lies on the bed&lt;br /&gt;with her diary open&lt;br /&gt;pouring her heart out&lt;br /&gt;her thoughts&lt;br /&gt;are a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a note left on the door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been ages since we&lt;br /&gt;last saw one another&lt;br /&gt;I did not want&lt;br /&gt;our last moments together&lt;br /&gt;to be full of anger and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you know&lt;br /&gt;that that you will always be&lt;br /&gt;the most special part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we're apart&lt;br /&gt;please know that the sun&lt;br /&gt;will rise again&lt;br /&gt;and I won't ever let you go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gets up and goes to the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;and picks up the phone&lt;br /&gt;dialing the number slowly&lt;br /&gt;she exhales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desperately wishing&lt;br /&gt;her beloved's embrace&lt;br /&gt;to carry her home&lt;br /&gt;amid the ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6538444857416352048?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/6538444857416352048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=6538444857416352048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/6538444857416352048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bed where I lay is empty&lt;br /&gt;and cold&lt;br /&gt;your subtle warmth&lt;br /&gt;gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;I let the answering machine&lt;br /&gt;pick up&lt;br /&gt;just so I can your voice again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walls&lt;br /&gt;are bare now&lt;br /&gt;it's too late&lt;br /&gt;to save me&lt;br /&gt;from the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and hear you&lt;br /&gt;whisper softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your fragrant beauty&lt;br /&gt;lingers awhile&lt;br /&gt;clinging to me&lt;br /&gt;haunting my soul&lt;br /&gt;stirring my bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amid perfect strokes&lt;br /&gt;of shadow and release&lt;br /&gt;the aching intersection&lt;br /&gt;of unbridled sensuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&quot;Sober&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-5566073522854512788</id><published>2009-06-06T14:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:51:02.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Imprint"</title><content type='html'>"Imprint"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm clock&lt;br /&gt;blares loudly&lt;br /&gt;it is 3 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;as the light&lt;br /&gt;goes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark&lt;br /&gt;of the early morning&lt;br /&gt;hours&lt;br /&gt;while the world sleeps&lt;br /&gt;desperation seethes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here at my desk&lt;br /&gt;in the same old chair&lt;br /&gt;writing the words&lt;div&gt;that I hope will reach you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the night light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starts to flicker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as thoughts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of you rush &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting desperately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be filled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5566073522854512788?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/5566073522854512788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-6993479458084518356</id><published>2009-06-05T19:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:15:10.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Possession"</title><content type='html'>"Possession"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light fades slowly&lt;br /&gt;patches of sun still peek through&lt;br /&gt;the open window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looks out&lt;br /&gt;up at the sky&lt;br /&gt;as the clouds approach&lt;br /&gt;and gentle night settles in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she longs for him&lt;br /&gt;his face forever imprinted&lt;br /&gt;in her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she reaches for his picture&lt;br /&gt;on the nightstand&lt;br /&gt;clutching it&lt;br /&gt;close to her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bed is cold and empty&lt;br /&gt;without his warmth&lt;br /&gt;and easy laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she turns away&lt;br /&gt;as the loneliness creeps in&lt;br /&gt;and threatens to overtake&lt;br /&gt;her precious heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere&lt;br /&gt;he walks in silently&lt;br /&gt;into the same space&lt;br /&gt;he's occupied for years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the single bed&lt;br /&gt;and cramped desk&lt;br /&gt;with electric typewriter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wishes that she knew&lt;br /&gt;the desires of his heart&lt;br /&gt;and what lies deep&lt;br /&gt;within his soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;she is on the other line&lt;br /&gt;he smiles to himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the dance begins anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-6993479458084518356?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-4605224301215471288</id><published>2009-06-05T17:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:41:33.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Nearly Gone"</title><content type='html'>"Nearly Gone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling for you, he said&lt;br /&gt;it has been hours since they have talked&lt;br /&gt;or seen one another, but the poor boy's heart&lt;br /&gt;is so full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that he's about to burst at the seams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he walks to the desk and sits down&lt;br /&gt;feverishly writing down his thoughts&lt;br /&gt;on the paper&lt;br /&gt;barely stopping for a breath&lt;br /&gt;the words flow like running water&lt;br /&gt;onto the thirsty page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she waits in silence&lt;br /&gt;her heart locked away&lt;br /&gt;the beauty in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;masked by the pain&lt;br /&gt;that haunts her still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment fate intervenes&lt;br /&gt;and the two desperate souls&lt;br /&gt;are joined together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman smiles&lt;br /&gt;and embraces the boy&lt;br /&gt;and the joy that consumes her&lt;br /&gt;nearly makes his heart ache&lt;br /&gt;overflowing with need and gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they lie together now&lt;br /&gt;underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;he holds her close&lt;br /&gt;as she lays her head&lt;br /&gt;on his bare chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they look deeply&lt;br /&gt;into one another's eyes&lt;br /&gt;and with that first kiss&lt;br /&gt;the world that they once knew apart&lt;br /&gt;is now nearly gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Gone&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-4622938526137534379</id><published>2009-06-05T15:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:04:38.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Skin"</title><content type='html'>Poem: "Skin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are out  there&lt;br /&gt;waiting in silence&lt;br /&gt;moments pass&lt;br /&gt;as the glitter of&lt;br /&gt;neon fades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me&lt;br /&gt;although we've passed&lt;br /&gt;each other in public&lt;br /&gt;several times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the coward in me&lt;br /&gt;would die&lt;br /&gt;then you would&lt;br /&gt;surely know&lt;br /&gt;what I already do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though distance keeps us apart&lt;br /&gt;every time I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;we are together&lt;br /&gt;you and I&lt;br /&gt;in the same space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the words&lt;br /&gt;in this moment with you&lt;br /&gt;to feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;against my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest the demons drag me&lt;br /&gt;into the mouth of hell&lt;br /&gt;as heaven stares down&lt;br /&gt;with divine reluctance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm locked away in the same room&lt;br /&gt;with all these words - precious words&lt;br /&gt;scattered on countless pieces of paper&lt;br /&gt;across the cold wooden floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is night now&lt;br /&gt;you slip on a short black dress&lt;br /&gt;and ruby red lipstick&lt;br /&gt;with your hair down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look dangerous tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation is almost&lt;br /&gt;ready to devour my insides&lt;br /&gt;and break my fragile bones&lt;br /&gt;one by one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you wait for me&lt;br /&gt;in the fragrant shadows&lt;br /&gt;longing to be noticed&lt;br /&gt;aching to be touched&lt;br /&gt;starving for affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lie naked on the bed&lt;br /&gt;moonlight illuminates my bare chest&lt;br /&gt;lost in the rapture, desire beckons&lt;br /&gt;the door opens slowly as you walk in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"here and now, my love&lt;br /&gt;our sensual undoing,"&lt;br /&gt;was the last thing you whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amid the tumultuous roar&lt;br /&gt;of our bodies intertwined&lt;br /&gt;in sweat and ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out for beautiful release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-4622938526137534379?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80hr1uY8qo0/TftdyFWaHiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_aYyBDbzaKw/s220/291823444.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763129096219436696.post-1474656105703631980</id><published>2009-06-04T08:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T11:36:53.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: "Closet Fuckers"</title><content type='html'>"Closet Fuckers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part I: SHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 16&lt;br /&gt;when I lost it&lt;br /&gt;it hurt and it was dark&lt;br /&gt;we had decided to wait&lt;br /&gt;until Mom left for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a popular girl in school&lt;br /&gt;every day after gym class&lt;br /&gt;the boys would wait near my locker&lt;br /&gt;like moths to a flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Brad&lt;br /&gt;and he was big&lt;br /&gt;6'3" and muscular&lt;br /&gt;and he loved to show off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened on a Friday&lt;br /&gt;under the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;during football practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He liked the my short skirt&lt;br /&gt;the way it accentuated my hips&lt;br /&gt;and always watched my walk&lt;br /&gt;he was determined, that one was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurt at first with him&lt;br /&gt;on top of me&lt;br /&gt;raising me up&lt;br /&gt;into him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stifled a scream&lt;br /&gt;I felt something gush&lt;br /&gt;inside me and&lt;br /&gt;my heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part II: He&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria was a prude&lt;br /&gt;she didn't think so&lt;br /&gt;but everyone knew it&lt;br /&gt;by the way she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she could gaze&lt;br /&gt;into the eyes of an unsuspecting guy&lt;br /&gt;and turn his knees to jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or whenever she walked&lt;br /&gt;The way her hips swayed&lt;br /&gt;back and forth&lt;br /&gt;made all the guys squirm&lt;br /&gt;with anticipation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seduced a freshman&lt;br /&gt;in the boy's locker room&lt;br /&gt;by bending over and showing her ass&lt;br /&gt;and exposing her cleavage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She backed up into him&lt;br /&gt;as they went&lt;br /&gt;in and out&lt;br /&gt;painting the loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet, sweaty&lt;br /&gt;achingly lustful&lt;br /&gt;screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last moments, euphoric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-1474656105703631980?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/1474656105703631980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=1474656105703631980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Dark"</title><content type='html'>Poem: "Chasing In The Dark"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her black hair glistens&lt;br /&gt;as she steps out of the shower&lt;br /&gt;dries herself off&lt;br /&gt;and stands naked&lt;br /&gt;in front of a full-length mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiring her lovely shape&lt;br /&gt;subtle contours&lt;br /&gt;ample breasts&lt;br /&gt;pouty lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She puts on a short black dress&lt;br /&gt;that rises above the knees&lt;br /&gt;that barely covers her ass&lt;br /&gt;when she walks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles and laughs&lt;br /&gt;no one hears her&lt;br /&gt;the excitement&lt;br /&gt;is almost too much&lt;br /&gt;as she stumbles&lt;br /&gt;out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part II: She (The Lover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting on her lipstick&lt;br /&gt;she feels her heart pounding&lt;br /&gt;like a siren into the waiting night&lt;br /&gt;she pours herself a glass of wine&lt;br /&gt;and sits on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lays back and closes her eyes&lt;br /&gt;imagining her lover&lt;br /&gt;touching her, whispering to her&lt;br /&gt;"you know you want this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation is intoxicating&lt;br /&gt;as she loses herself in the moment&lt;br /&gt;feeling warm&lt;br /&gt;she reaches for her favorite cock&lt;br /&gt;and has one last go&lt;br /&gt;as she succumbs to beautiful release&lt;br /&gt;the wetness all over&lt;br /&gt;her aching thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the doorbell starts to ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-5834537252354275507?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/5834537252354275507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=5834537252354275507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/5834537252354275507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/5834537252354275507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem-chasing-in-dark.html' title='Poem: &quot;Chasing In The Dark&quot;'/><author><name>RD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989580399052562269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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/&gt;in so deep&lt;br /&gt;that I have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;where I end&lt;br /&gt;and you begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you&lt;br /&gt;warms my cold heart&lt;br /&gt;and stirs a hunger&lt;br /&gt;that I believed to be long gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit with me now&lt;br /&gt;my beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;and allow the fires&lt;br /&gt;of passion and need&lt;br /&gt;guide us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can get lost&lt;br /&gt;in the rapture and affection&lt;br /&gt;that is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you save me&lt;br /&gt;long enough to set me free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3661799794520840029?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3661799794520840029/comments/default' 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place&lt;br /&gt;writing away aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;on the same old typewriter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;like old times&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear love&lt;br /&gt;with your sweet face&lt;br /&gt;your soft curves&lt;br /&gt;round hips&lt;br /&gt;firm breasts&lt;br /&gt;and aching temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I hate you now&lt;br /&gt;the sickening laughter&lt;br /&gt;of the silent walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damned eye o'clock&lt;br /&gt;signaling my impending doom&lt;br /&gt;as the phone sits in the corner&lt;br /&gt;untouched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick up the receiver&lt;br /&gt;dial your number&lt;br /&gt;just to hear you&lt;br /&gt;fuck me over&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet darling&lt;br /&gt;make me forget&lt;br /&gt;please let me&lt;br /&gt;slip through the cracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;beneath in shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart that beats within&lt;br /&gt;is wide open and searching&lt;br /&gt;for that kindred soul&lt;br /&gt;to soothe for pain&lt;br /&gt;and warm the coldness&lt;br /&gt;that seethes inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her beloved waits from afar&lt;br /&gt;his heart full of longing&lt;br /&gt;his arms open wishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the embrace that&lt;br /&gt;will calm the raging fires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that have tormented&lt;br /&gt;his broken soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stands before him&lt;br /&gt;and, as they kiss&lt;br /&gt;the taste lingers&lt;br /&gt;as the moment fades&lt;br /&gt;into eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love they hold&lt;br /&gt;for one another&lt;br /&gt;is the shimmering light&lt;br /&gt;breaking through&lt;br /&gt;the wounded sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the storm&lt;br /&gt;this moment&lt;br /&gt;they are alone&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a beautiful interlude&lt;br /&gt;as she whispers,&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he responds in kind&lt;br /&gt;under the glimmering stars&lt;br /&gt;she smiles as he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763129096219436696-3029674983265790687?l=fallingrottentree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingrottentree.blogspot.com/feeds/3029674983265790687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763129096219436696&amp;postID=3029674983265790687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763129096219436696/posts/default/3029674983265790687'/><link rel='self' 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