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Sunrise

He awoke in me sunrise after sunrise
Prisms of dawning to an eager eye
Sweet melodies of hoping on the wings of birds that fly
His lips the Eagles soaring in crystal blue skies
His presence a gentle breeze helping you to grow wise
Or the light from the silver moon gently caressing all of your highs
His love the very foundation for when I became alive

For he is the whole sky, the pounding heartbeat, the rising love, the dancing feet, the breeze for my chime, the entire reason I get by…

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Endings

Why do you seem set for us to fail
Darling, I want everything you’ve got for sale
And even all the worry hidden underneath your veil
I really really love you in case it’s hard to tell
It matters not the ending you’re the story to my tale
We finally found our Eden though we’re stuck a bit in hell
Let’s walk into our ending leaving love among our trail

And for us both I hope another decade or so
I don’t need the sun when you’re the one that makes me glow
You’re everything I need and there’s room to grow
Your voice is all I need to ever get me through the low
Your kiss is all I need to ever warm me in the snow
Your hand is all I want when I’ve gone as far as I can go

© Delia Ross. 2019

 

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Anytime, Anywhere

I need you in my dreams
I need you in my prayer
And even when you’re absent but I know that you are there

And when my days are dark
Or I may not seem to care
I tuck you in my heart
And I send another flare

For no matter how it seems
Or what it is I share
Or if the line is straight or if there is an arc
Or if the patterns broke or if I left a mark
I love you anytime, anywhere ❤️

© Delia Ross. 2019

In case you forgot I love you

I still very much do

but even more in fact

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Illuminate

I walked across the desert with the Devil
A slow trot ensuring I was careful
He gave me paper and then he gave me pencil
He talked as though the world was rather sterile

He showed me war he showed me death
And I saw things that took my breath
And still I marched into the depth
And on I march while getting deeper yet

The writing’s on the wall contain disillusionment
And not a cry ever sounding jubilant
And though it pale a voice to help illuminate
And at his wall I felt my soul rejuvenate

I took to paper and then to pen
And as I wrote I felt again
I spoke of how but never when
My dreams with him are filled with zen

And though his touch cannot be felt
It is his words that make me melt
And care not how his names are spelt
For in his heart is where I’ve always dwelt

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Poetics

It is love or poison, of to the degree, I know not which
His poetry less a curse and more designed to bewitch
And on his words I become a drunken wretch
Or to his command a dog that would obey and fetch
Or a bounty hunter lurking to collect
From a coffin closed to standing at erect
I lap them up regardless the effect
They woke me from a dream I can’t detect
A passage of time from which I overslept
But his words I read are simply perfect
And like an avid reader I love his best

© Delia Ross. 2019

xxoo times infinity squared = XXOO (2)2

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Dust and Worry

I wonder under all the dust and worry
Does he ever wish he took a different journey
Will he change the ink and start a different story
Can he clear his vision where it has been blurry

Where the wall is high and the gate is locked
Where her head appears where a door is blocked
Where she keeps her eye on the prey she marked
Where the middle is the plan she plot

And I a whisper or a thought
Or just a dream he never caught
Or a reason he never saught
Or the love for which he should have fought

It matters not if I am up or down
Or if I am sideways or standing
My love for him is never-ending
And should be worn like a crown

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Made For You

You know how much I love you, don’t you?
Because you feel it too?

I cannot explain the oceans size
Nor why your eyes hypnotize
Or how I know your tongue lies

Your voice a deep thunder in my soul
It rattled me and shook me whole!
And like the big bang my love grew tenfold

You’ll find my love in the stars
You’ll find my love heals your scars
You’ll find that it was always yours!

The heat of the sun, for you, my desire
And even now the stars burn brighter
You set my entire existence on fire!

My heart for you an eager disciple
Ready and awaiting your arrival
This is love at its very primal

In every fiber of my being
And every dream I am dreaming
For you, every hour I am needing

Oh please love find me soon
It shines as bright as the Moon
As it was only made for you

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Blood and Bones

Look how she hordes the truth
She wears it proud with certainty
Protecting her age of youth
Guarding her secrets for eternity

Beware, how he guards his eye
His vision blurry, his message unclear
Trapped in his own battle cry
His cape now full of fear

Tiptoeing into existence
Each with a different appearance
But it matters not that faces are missing
That tongues aren’t united by kissing

Inside her, his spirit roams
In each other’s arms they both have homes
Love is in the blood and bones
Together, they can carry many stones

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Rhyme

I live where his garden grows
I rise when his sun shines
I hop between the rows of rhyme
And flower like a rose

As I spread across his vine
Are gone these constant lows
My spirit smells of wine
My sorrow burrows where nobody knows

I place every syllable in a shrine
And watch my tears decompose
I lose all track of time
While I’m bandaging my woes

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Scarecrow

Take a bite of silence
Spread it like a virus

Watch the hour widen
Feel the pain ripen

As hearts growing calloused
Whose wall is tallest

Add it to the distance
A sweet tongue now viscous

A truth more painful than a lie
A hello more terrifying than goodbye

With all parties now listening
Two of the same are wishing

On a star which died many years ago
What remains is a shadow

Though they wouldn’t know
No they wouldn’t know

He remains as a scarecrow
Protecting over his soul

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Made in Heaven (Movie Recommendation)

Made in Heaven has been my favorite love story and film since I was 10 years old. It’s currently available to watch for free on Vudu. It’s from 1987 and you shouldn’t even watch a preview, you should just go watch the film. If it doesn’t pull on your heartstrings, then you’re probably not alive.

It’s one of the most beautiful stories ever written and I cry every single time I watch it. It ruined me on love. In a good way.

I decided I’m going to write a poem about it, in fact, I’ve already started.

So if you’d like to watch a really really good movie, that isn’t based on sex, drugs, horror, and rock and roll, but is an actual good story with thriving characters, and a soaring cast, go check it out. You can thank me later. Get your tissues ready though. sniff sniff

The film is PG.

Can you handle a PG movie or are you so desensitized from modern movies?

If you do watch it, will you let me know what you think about it? 😇

That ending scene, OH MY HEART.

I feel like watching it twice tonight.

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A Letter To My Future Lover

We were born inside fires
I know your deepest desires

I know how you are wired
I know your hands are tired

I’ll take whatever you give me
Please though less misery

The bumpy waves were temporary
Side effects of an angel in a hurry

For when I chose to see I saw it all
But honey you are worth the fall

When my thoughts are with you
It feels like deja vu

It’s not just my soul that aches
It’s not just my heart with earthquakes

Every single fiber of my existence
Wants to cover you in radiance

And though you found me running wild
Like an angel whose been exiled

For you, I am a loyal and tame creature
And your touch will ease my fever

Our orbits in a gentle pull
Your kiss warming me like wool

I’ll give you peace until my death
And love you with my very last breath

(I love you forever and ever and ever til death do us part and then even after I’m gone, you’ll feel my afterglow of love wrapping your soul. I belong to you).

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Weeping Willow

She is not a tornado
She is the wind needed to sail
She is not ammo
She is the scope needed in hell
She is not woe
Her smile is hidden under veil
She is the result of a Weeping Willow
Growing taller where she fell
Where others only see shadow
She is the path of a hidden trail
She is not a black hole
She is the breath from which you inhale
She is not the wisdom of Plato
Or the beauty of a comet tail
She is full of love for you
Without measure and off the scale

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Kites

His words take me to such heights
Atmospheres I have never flown

In moments I am taking flights
Through fields of the unknown

My soul must look like the Northern Lights
I wonder if to him I glow

And if it is to me he writes
It’s not possible this I know

But that’s a doubt for different nights
When we’re flying over the Arctic Zone

His words as invitation invites
Thaw the places I have froze

For in his words I take deep plights
Blooming from the ashes where I’ve grown

The way his words in me incites
The rise of a feather, not the weight of stone

I take it in, I take the sights
My life less monochrome

Our souls tangled together like kites
My eyes engaged completely where you roam

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Eyes Like Diamonds

His eyes
Create galaxies
Heavenly bodies
And earthquakes
In my bones

His eyes
Blue as a sky
For my mind
Shining diamonds
A favorite prize

His eyes an ocean
Deep depths to explore
Creating motion
Sinking evermore
My heart his shore

His eyes like waves
Crash into existence
Can they see
I was made for thee
Without permission

His eyes cast rays
Heating my skin
Warming my days
I can feel again
For him love always

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Storm

He arrived during my storm
Lightning and crashes and bleeding thorns
I had not a sign to warn
And there was not an exit for him to turn
And though his silence did cause concern
For him, a bypasser watching me form
Inside the eye where I yearn
A witness to my fury and my charm
My winds so strong he flew from my arm
And I in regret for causing him harm
His patience for me wraps me and keeps me warm
Calming my tempers and lowering my horn
Gently kissing my existence where I was born
Settling my winds so I can learn
Repairing the parts in my heart which are torn
For every moment apart it’s him I do mourn

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Love Is The Subject

It doesn’t exist
Nothing is perfect
But we exist
And I can’t resist
My lips to kiss
All that’s hurt
To find a perfect fit
And to worship it
Just like magic
Until my love is felt
For it to bring you rest
Let it nest
Let it connect
For you to accept
I’m not done loving you yet
It’s time for you to resurrect
Remember I fell for this quest
To make your life blessed
To whisper sweet nothings on your neck
To rest my worries on your chest
And to have finally slept
Beside your very best
That’s all we have left
Love is the subject
For you it was meant
In my soul it is etched
In my spirit it is dreamt
Through my heart swept
Underneath my breast
With both hands prepped
Where both feet leapt
And both knees bent
To you who I can’t forget
Who put me to the test
Who made me wept
Where all my love crept
With all my patience spent
Crawling where you are sketched
Wanting your respect
Hoping my love you won’t neglect

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Aligned

You’ll find you’ll hardly make it out alive
You’ll find you’ll hardly make it out in time
You’ll find him hidden inside my rhyme
You’ll find she’s rarely ever cross your mind
You’ll find you can see where you were blind
You’ll know where to find me if so inclined
You’ll find me in jail where my hearts been confined
Though uncoupled we are still aligned
Our souls in orbit just as designed
Cut the ropes to your past and leave all behind

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Crucifix

I cross lines not made for me
He sails across my stormy sea

I break rules when he is not around
He has the strength to carry my frown

Where I see apocalypse
In his view is an eclipse

Though my cross is more than I can carry
He offers a hand so it is less heavy

My troubles are handled by the soul of a clown
Despite my flaws he continues to carry my crown

Distance befalls the soul as a crucifix
Navigating ghostly tides to find each other’s lips

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Summoned

Written words intended to sting
Written traps that would wound a king
Tied it tight to the back of my wing
Stuck around to feel him tugging
Held so tight he could feel me cutting
Cried so loud he could here me coming
Insert the spear while his heart is still pumping
Make sure he knows that I am not bluffing
Leave him broken so he can’t feel nothing
At least then I know he can feel something
And get a taste of the pain he is causing
Let him know how bad I am hurting
Teach him a lesson about deserting
Tie his feet so he can’t keep on running
Oh my love what are we becoming
This isn’t the love that I had summoned

© Delia Ross. 2019


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Lifespan

I promise to listen
Always with intention
To understand

If you can hold me
Instead of scold me
I will be your best friend

I don’t need more lessons
Or other people’s blessings
To love my man

I won’t ask you questions
Or demand from you confessions
If you let me join your clan

Please let your worries lessen
I’ll never keep you guessing
Our love will never need a plan

The moon it now shines crescent
My love is on fluorescent
There’s enough for your entire lifespan

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Armor

I know not what drives him
How deep his senses swim
Which fear can make him cower
What eats away his hour
From which tear his pain will flower
Who tells him that he matters
How tall I’ll need a ladder
What brings him to his laughter
Who helps him when he’s sadder
Why his eyes pierce deeper than a dagger
How his words can make me stagger
Or why he wears such heavy armor

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Lived and Learned

I’ve lived through many things
I’ve taken dips in cold springs
I’ve visited lands without any kings
I’ve kissed lips without feeling things

I survived a war which broke my wing
I waited for love they could never bring
I clung to sorrow even though it did sting
I only heard silence from a man who did sing

I have done this and I have done that
I’ve worn kevlar when they wore a hat
I’ve lived in a foxhole, I’ve lived in a flat
I have been skinny and I have been fat

I’ve learned to love in world of hate
My timing is off and I’m always late
I’ve felt a man hold me down with his weight
I spit in the eye of the devils worst trait

There’s not many things that keep me satisfied
I have been honest where others have lied
I have never known love, or been someone’s bride
I’ve been so mad I had to laugh when I cried

I’ve never been worshipped or even adored
I’ve watched other games be unevenly scored
I’d like to release all the fears that I hoard
There are some things that I can never afford

All of these things do not matter that much
I’ve never wanted more than to feel his touch
I want to be his stone and never his crutch
You could call it fate, I’ll never name it such
One thing is certain though I love him a bunch
Anytime he speaks or writes my heart takes a punch

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Warm Linen

I wonder if he writes me words like I do for him
Sometimes I reach out to only find a phantom limb
I’m learning that his desire for me is looking rather slim
There are many girls he likes but I’m not one of them
The spark for life that I once had is dying from within
Still I read his words and take a skinny dip to swim
I run around his sacred words like I am a pilgrim
My soul reacts and knows that he is one in a trillion
He probably doesn’t want it but he left me so smitten
I can feel my orbit gaining speed and spiraling
I still have the hope that he may be listening
And even though he rejected me I hope he is living
He’s so many miles from me it feels like a million
I want to wrap around him like he is warm linen

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Yearning

It’s half-past heartbreak 
The pain grips like a snake
There’s nothing to stop the ache

Once upon a better time
Wasting youth was such a crime
Pride it only cost a dime

It’s long past sorrow
There’s no joy here to borrow
I still pray he calls tomorrow

Third times a charm or so we learn
In slavery until we are adjourned
And so the same ole pages turn
These forty years I only yearn

© Delia Ross. 2019

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Tried

Tried to climb the mountains but they were too high
The air became askew and I wasn’t able to cry

Tried to bury my fears down there under the hill
But the ground became so cold I wasn’t able to feel

Tried to hide my pain way out in the desert
But I lost my way and so no longer hurt

Tried to drown my tears somewhere in the ocean
But my head became dizzy and I lacked the emotion

Tried to cover my fears underneath the moon
But they always remain open and I’m never immune

Tried to close the chapter and forget about you
I tried, but I love you too much to

© Delia Ross. 2019

*There’s a slightly different poetry reading of this on my Instagram under a minute long, which you can watch here (make sure sound is on)*

Direct link to my poetry reading is here: https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxv4IzllNOq/?igshid=jghgum7rorfn

 

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Gold Rush

His smile is a compass
Or lighthouse that guides me home
A permanent road where I’m free to roam
All enemies who enter he’ll crush

When I’m lost and all alone
I feel a sudden gentle brush
And smell a scent not like cologne
My senses ignite like a gold rush

He stands there like a stone
Fully aware he’s on his throne
My voice once loud now hush
Who needs flowers when your cheeks are flush

© Delia Ross. 2019