Love Poems - Ti-Tz
Tonya - June, 2000

It�s been seven months since you disappeared
I don�t even remember how you look
I�ve since stopped searching for you and it�s clear
You belong in a memoir, a book
But to whom would I dedicate this piece?
To the one who took my virginity
That is with women, for you know that he�s
The one who at the time regularly
Filled my waking moments with a smile and
My heart with warmth, then you came along, you
The one I had been looking to show my land
Of birth, the one who caused quite a stir, too
I would still show you my world, if you show
Me yours, for that�s my want for us, you know.




Two Step - July 28, 2003
Blues eyes to
swim in
Red hair
to play with
Two hands
to hold
A smile
to elicit
He sings lullabyes
and love songs
We jointly
serenade
while driving on the freeway
He holds me
close for
dancing
I often make the
mistake
of leading
We each embrace
the other
when tears fall
And laugh at the dogs'
chaperoning skills
In a moment
of bravery
I ramble on ad nauseum
on his qualities
While he sends
a list
one item at a time
ending each email
We've agreed to
take it slow
see how it develops
With all the talks
the "I miss you"s
the sleepless nights apart
I am watching
something very special
form
Here's to the dance,
Cowboy
Tough Guy - November 30, 2001
Strength is not shown
through unshed tears
but perseverence through them
hold your head up
whether the eyes are dry
you can still see through them
your heart shines
from here
to where Matt now lies
it beats for all you love
and forgets its own body's needs
and in the end gets tired

you grew up with ideals
of how men are supposed to act
don't cry
just deal
but you've been "strong" for too long
allow yourself tears
for lost innocence
all you want is to be a kid for a little more
but the world won't let you
who could handle it?
your mother snapped a long time ago
your brother was next
your grandfather dies
and your girlfriend has issues
who could handle it?

keep the chin up
I'll get out soon
it will be better
just hang in there and realize
the best things come to
"he" who waits
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