Marco's Poems

Goddess
She is a goddess,
Always the center of attention,
Out in front of the crowd.
She sings out loud from her soul.
Her face like porcelain,
Hair like organza,
100-watt smile.
Glamour surrounds her.
She takes a bow and exits the stage.
She is a goddess.

Emptiness
She is beautiful,
Cosmetics are her friend.
But her emptiness is infinite,
With no end.
Her shallow friends point and stare.
"Hey have you done something new with your hair?"
Why does it matter?
Is it fun to critique?
It's about what's inside.
Not something so pointless and weak.

The Light
Golden streams flow through your soul,
You are all I need.
Dreams illuminate my mind,
Magical thoughts.
Your spirit ignites a spark.
I feel your love,
Incandescent kisses.
We have such a good thing.
You are my light.

In the Morn
The sun glows over a peaceful morn.
Shadows race over the amber sky.
I feel the tips of your toes,
The nape of your neck.
Crystal dew hangs off the willow tree.
Wind whistles through your golden hair.
Crimson, your lips.
Aqua, your eyes.
Our love is something I can't deny.

Who I Am
Why do you feel the need to hate?
You can't see me.
You can't hear me.
You can't feel me.
You don't want to.
Just walk on by.
I don't need your negativity.
'Cause I love who I am.
And I love me for me.

Why Cry?
Why Cry?
What's the point?
Your beautiful.
Why cry?
Your intelligent.
Why cry?
Look inside yourself,
You'll see why.
You're beautiful.

Emotions
Fields of gold.
Rainbow tapestries flow through my brain.
I feel you near me.
Spring rain falls from the heavens.
The sounds echo through the depths of my soul.
Your touch erupts something deep inside.
My feelings run deep for you.
Our love is perfect.
Emotions reflect from the waves in the tide pool of my heart.