Blue diamonds in the sky; his eyes
A road of traveled tales; his lies
Words flow like a swell; his tide
Waiting on hello; his stride
Moments forged for rain; his skies
Shades of blue and red; his sunrise
Secrets keep him chained; his guide
Hands of forgiveness; he tried
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Hi my loves. My introvertness has met maximum overload and I feel I am about to go cause some trouble in town. Maybe a toilet paper riot is what I need after all? This social distancing is starting to do my head in. How are you holding up? Tells me!!
I LOVE YOU!
I’ll go, I’ll diverge my eyes
And words, I’ll let them die
Please don’t make me believe your lies
As I do, in this moment, all you give me are cries
Please don’t kill hope with goodbyes
Any further, I can’t predict what survives
I am all out of signs
But I’m on the road still drawing lines
I think our love might be divine
I drink your words like the finest wine
But are they ever really mine?
I bleed for you all the time
Do you even read my rhyme?
I feel as if ours collide
But I’ll really go if you’re so inclined
RSVP reserved or declined?
© Delia Ross. 2020
It’s just a freestyle y’all and I cried all the way through it… my heart is going through some tough stuffs and my fear is he thinks I am swine…
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Words needing mailing
Written pages full of failing
Ink filled with non-stop wailing
Paper cuts and agony
The worst of him is the worst of me
Another year and there’s still longing
Silence and solitude
My point of view
Not over you
Where on the page do I write the amends?
And where does one stop and the other begin?
Who takes the step to be a kinder friend?
I take my dreams on up the river
I sleep on the promise of forever
This is the final chapter
Wake me when you’re ready (x3)
© Delia Ross. 2020
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She is cut from a different cloth…
It’s like she can see through his masks to read his thoughts
It’s like she can cut through sin at any cost
It’s like knowledge of her reminds you of all that you lost
It’s like you punish her even though it is always your fault
It’s like she’s sorry she didn’t mean to see through these doors
It’s like she tried to move on but she’s stuck on these floors
It’s like she’s picking up pieces and bandaging sores
It’s like she’s fighting for peace when you only want wars
It’s like the light goes in and comes out in a different way
It’s like a prism of color wrapped in the words you say
It’s like I’ve waited forever so what is another day
It’s like it may be raining but my hearts no longer grey
© Delia Ross. 2019
Yeps, still love you *sigh*
I dropped spoken word of this on my Tuners account the other day…
I dropped some vampire porn on my Insta (not nudity, FANGS). I’m also twirling a bit if that’s yer thang!
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I pick at my thoughts like a flower;
He loves me, he loves me not,
He loves me, maybe another hour.
© Delia Ross. 2019
She waits by her solace
Weightless is a promise
Desires hot as August
One soul he’ll never notice
Patience wears like tattered dresses
Diving head first into second guesses
Hope is the response of any message
Long is delay when searching for senses
© Delia Ross. 2019
How do you awake someone to their destiny
I know I slip-up but he’ll always get the best of me
And when I foul, I’ll accept my penalty
And if you wonder how much I fuck up, well, that’s an endless sea
And it when it comes to loving me, the best I can hope for is, ‘eventually’
I trust that love and patience, is the right recipe
© Delia Ross. 2019
I reached walls of iron
And gates of steel
Where golden halos come to kneel
And curiosities are even higher
Forgiveness gets trapped in the mire
Underneath the waiting, a place a soul can heal
Games of dishonor are never part of the ordeal
Lying and mistrust burn with the pyre
Here outside his walls await desire
A soul reaching to feel
Where fantasy reaches the surreal
And love is the sole survivor
© Delia Ross. 2019
I found his sadness then I made a home
I saw his sadness and it felt like my own
I found a place where it seemed I belong
I took his darkness and gave him a dawn
I shook the foundation where he wasn’t growing
It’s possible that he hates me for knowing
I gave him love and it keeps on flowing
I gave him gardens where life wasn’t showing
I saw his eyes and then I saw the light
Hidden underneath the fear of his night
Given away to the prayers I recite
To give him hope with each word that I write
I saw his shame and then extended my hand
I reached for miracles where it wasn’t my land
I extended patience where it failed to expand
He gives me meaning that I don’t understand
I’m just a girl who made his sadness my own
Now I fear I’ve been left all alone
I roam his lands of the infinite unknown
I’d fly away but my wings have been sewn
© Delia Ross. 2019
If you’re wondering where I went
Just look to where you are
Every hour spent
You can find me in your heart
The further you descent
The longer that I fall
But baby if we’re meant
I will answer when you call
© Delia Ross. 2019
Shall I pass the wound to forgiveness
Shall I trust the universal oracle
What of the nest in my soul where your love is my law
Where I suffer for you and I fall
Have you ever loved me at all?
Should I exit the stage of treason
Where she robs me of desire
Where I see the smoke still rising
From the breast of her fire
Are you a mirage of love in a desert of loneliness?
Where I thirst forevermore
I still march along the madness
Of the trail of a whore
Echoes of happiness flash like lightning
Blinding yet spellbinding
And I dream of your shore
Where I wait in an ethereal forever
And I’m always hoping for more
My heart cradles the words for me that you write
It feels like a bandage covering the night
It feels like your hug holding me tight
A breath on my soul saying all is alright
Your lips on my spirit giving me might
In a fever I rush to you like a drug
But in truth you needn’t say a word
I’d love you in silence with only a hug
Your eyes to me they are the world
My road for you is only honey
I wish I were younger and that is my worry
But like an aging forest I offer you mercy
Shelter and warmth and tongues which are loving
I nurture this thirst because I know you are worthy
Even though your doubts keep both eyes blurry
No spells are needed to find my love
Reach out to fate cuz it fits like a glove
And punishments can be reserved for just fun 🙂
Trust me darling, I am the one
I’m not a deck of cards or just another turn
No fancy tricks needed not even a curse
The longer you wait the more that it hurts
I love you for better or for worse
My love is an ocean you better immerse
I’m available as a friend anytime that you want
The balls in your court, please use it not to haunt
xoxo
© Delia Ross. 2019
Is there a special niche needed to get through to you?
How much time should one have to pursue?
You threw down the gauntlets and then you withdrew
You said you’d be back but it’s clear that we’re through
I could wait long hours and it’s something you knew
Feeling something real has been long overdue
Longer are the days and the distance accure
I’ll be around if you need someone to talk to
There’s nothing in the world with a better view
I love the hours past all of the curfews
I bet his kisses taste like honey dew
This is why patience is a virtue –
I hope he puts me somewhere in his queue!
© Delia Ross. 2019
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