I often wonder
whether in those books you read
you ever read my name
between the lines

like an unexpected gift
or unfortunate rift
like a rifle aimed at you
or flowers handed to you

do you ever feel like I am there?
staring back at your weary eyes
do you ever stop and think back?
the love we never got to share...

a poisonous thought, come evening
I wonder and wonder and wander
to you, the birthmark on your wrist
the poems you write, the meaning you twist

between the lines
did you ever wonder?

quietude of love
everlastingly beautiful
rambunctious excitement
effervescent life
never, yet, the twain shall meet

between the lines
did you ever wonder about me?

I was the light
And you the dark
But I was blind
You had my heart

I gave my all
You took my soul
And since that day
I never felt like whole

~ Naomi

Lost and free our love should be
Strength in 'we' are hopes and dreams
And if winds blew or when they do
On gusts, I’m ****** to write

A line or two in thought of you

And if it were that words fall short
Let them sail toward soulless ports
For ships are that, deprived of crew
And still I write

A line or two in thought of you

Lost adrift in search of land
You are my earth, you are my sand
And if we sink as boats will do
Then first I’ll write

A line or two in thought of you

If swept away, if drowned or swallowed
It’s here I say press down your sorrows
And when they swell as sorrows do
I’ve written words but far too few

A line or two, in thought of you:

Leap with me into the sea
Set sail, set sail...

Commitment and trust, a safety pin so small,
In the tapestry of bonds, they stand tall.
They shield and support, like a gentle embrace,
But one misstep, and the balance we chase.

Delicate threads woven, emotions entwined,
Unintended consequences, where hearts find,
A wounded soul, left in the aftermath,
When commitment falters, trust takes a path.

So cherish these elements, precious and rare,
Handle with care, for they're beyond compare.
For in the fabric of relationships, they reside,
A safety pin's power, when love is our guide.

Sometimes I feel like a star \\
Each time I'm falling in love
Crashed out on the girls' mother earth;
Wishing them a comment as I was just
A comet, passing by in their world.

Saying bye to being another guy, in their
imperfect world— pretending to be perfect
/// Just to make their world perfect,
seeming out of this world; now I'm constantly
forced out of their space.

You are the poetry I long sought,
and I thank the stars I finally found you,
as I string together the words that lived within me,
they finally make sense when I'm around you.

You are the poetry I long sought
when I was desperately busy seeking out supposed truths;
your existence made itself known, giving me the strength
to face realities and ask forgiveness from my tragic youth.

You are the poetry I long sought,
the one I will write about in the face of utter devastation
with the memories of warmth, gentleness, and comfort
plastered upon the smile on my face with great elation.

You are the poetry I long sought,
the one I thought I could never witness in this lifetime.
You are the poetry and the subject of all of mine,
as the words that once tortured me now became my lifeline.

I have been lost and broken, wandering for so long,
lost in the ocean of doubts, insecurities, and lonely thoughts,
but with you, my hands are guided to where I want to be;
it's with you, because you are the poetry I long sought.

Will heart be in love?
Next time you meet somebody
Just never know when