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Dreaming I'm dreaming of youan angel drifting on my thoughts your arms enveloping me.. bending the window moon shine into silver slivers of your lips so close i almost feel you warm like air between our skin my eyes though silent and still watches the flicker of our shadows dancing together, wavering like candlelit flames i hear the short passages of my breaths taking in the air of a moment that isnt there its release lined with a soft touch of your name my eyes catching the reflection of tears against the face of the morning clock.
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A Promise I'll hold you all night longto quiet the fires that ride along the slow beatings of your heart I'll sing you a sweet soft song till the demons by you subside and the iron grips of sorrow forever part I'll caress your every despair and smooth it in my hands set these wrongly things right I'll weave your name in the air and write it on the sands sleep by whispering it each lonely night. |
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Though My Soul Is Gray though my soul is graywhen hope has gone another day and sorrow has finally made its stay everything is not lost if you just come my way though my heart is blue when today's messages are few and sadness has finally ran me through everything is fine if i just hear from you |
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The Admirer a perfectionmy world does not know, your face is an addiction I've watched painfully grow deep within my heart, too long an emotion I no longer will to control an angel in motion, only heaven can fathom your attention is a dream I could only imagine |
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Midnight In My Heart its midnight in my heartwhen you aren't around the way it grows silent and still sighing low against quiet walls each beat, a reminder of your steps walking away a slow steady rhythm current that my mind sails in quiet slumber with thoughts you gone and past transfixion against my dreams piercing the hours and filling it with the days past, us together laughing a slow memory without you by makes the hours in my heart remain still each hour and minute always at 12:00 |
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To Laura You are to memore than the sky that holds me everyday and the April night that drapes overhead like air that settles in my blood you, are more than that... when I lose you in the constellations and mistake the moon for a shadow of your face that distant cloud, that fading sun, that red rose petal you are all and more to me... even the feeling of hard concrete against me or the April rain by my cheeks and the taste of chow fun alongside my lips escapes me and leaves with a wonder of you... peach orchids, yellow dandelions, red apples you are more than these...to me... even you are more then you you are forever a part of me as I am a part of you but you are more, more so than all... than dreams possible... wzll.always.forever |
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While I'm Gone I'll think of youamidst the distances of clouds that separate me and you and paint each step away with an unbroken smile remembering the last minutes together and dreaming of the firsts again |
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In Her Arms her warmth surrounds me like a winter blanketkept close to a chimney fire under the light of a soft moon i can hear the steady currents of her heart beating in lapse with mine in slow stirrings of the night your eyes! they move me like a brilliant spark seen through infinite skies far and reaches to my inner depths strings a single chorded thought within these words resonating in my heart tonight how beautiful and wonderful you are to me~ the beauty of her by the autumn leaves that carpets the road in velvet red splendor give soft echoes of Falls passing, her every self wrapped in the seasons blessing like the sudden radiance of her hair seen under quiet nests of soft snow and the forgiving coolness of my lips by hers sweetness stretched cross benches on sunny days how all these things that have passed before me make a keystone of a thought... how she's the everything i live in and for |
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In January In January,I was the snow that kissed her passing face and melted away without letting her know the love within that was to grow I promised myself I'd never let it show and in February Fire was my form a flicker of my passion kept her through the days warm and braved the cold nights harm I'd often dream of her in my arms Then I shaped a Robin all March long that heralded the spring and the hopes it would bring Her joy became my song I told her I'd love her eternity long Past March came April and I was the wind I combed her long soft hair whispering of her beauty rare and of my love then and there How I wanted to lay my love bare I turned to a cloud when May came who brought in the spring I rained her with my tears in thought of the feeling same the longing to call out her name June crept by and I became the sun In painting her face I drew the dawn And passed the time playing with my light My passion made the summers day bright and glowed red through the summers night end June come July I donned the ocean tide that cooled her from the summer fire The songs sung by the ocean ride were sung to the lapse of my desire In august I was a seed. that drifted in the sea and felt for a moment forever freed I still thought of her and i wondered if she ever thought of me I came back for Fall to paint orange hues for her delight for October made me an autumn leaf When she had showed no sight the Rain became my somber grief. and then. I sought to set my love right. I searched for her all November to confess the feelings never said I found her face in slumber her eyes grown cold and dead with slow breath three words drew she said "i always knew" She was my one love true In December i laid my love under the snow of where we met first a year ago I last turned to a flower that forever tended her side Accompanied her in the eternal hour and talked of feelings i no longer hide. |
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Origami i gave her my lovefolded like origami as to prove the depth of my intensity a careful fold to testify and crease to represent every close moment passed by the happy days that came and went If shed ever let it unfold whether line examined together or apart a simple love story told folds etched from ones own heart. |
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Nature Alone Tells Me Written on river paths and swooping treesare entries of my loves diaries The January snow she so softly tread are a poem his creatures have read Her "I love you"'s; shaped on a distant cloud The depths of her given smile are secrets the wildflowers wildly shroud And with passion lips the words construe the Natures rose will betray with its red red hue Her heart alone with love conspire burn brightly in the mid nights fire and even the splinter of a garden leaf breathes deep her scent so sweet All of natures secrets and pleasantries tells me she loves loves none other than me What smallness is Season.. an imitation of truer petal passions for Nature services loves confessions. [previous] [next] [top] |
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Her Words Were A Melody Her words were a melodyrhythmic in my ear’s orchestry an ounce of her consonance surpasses all harmonic equivocalance music where angel choirs dwells her voice clearer than all their angel bells The songs the wind sing through her hair Sings past my lady in mute despair Her hello and goodbys that slowly unfurl Come to me like soft silken strands of pearl And linger in my heart with poetic vibrancy Resonance beautiful as all natures symphony Timeless as all infinity. |
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Your Love Divides Me your love divides memy emotions two horizons apart how quick your hands hurt me as fast as they caress me your love conquers all of me theres no territory unreigned no expanse of mine that isnt already yours my heart thats finally surrendered and desire the first minute won. |
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Lovers Lament if i was rich beyond comparei'd buy you the stars and lay them by your feet for you to dance upon but i am poor, and have only dreams instead that i can lay upon your feet where you must walk with care for these are my hopes you tread -wz (borrowed from Yeats) |
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Held To You i am held to you,like earth to sky surrounded and loved by you the horizon between us is a kiss shared since the beginning your face that shines before me, dancing in my eyes, reflecting a hundred times over and over an eternal brilliance within my heart |
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Kisses Heaven rarely weaves a clothas velvet as a kiss Craft from an angel that threads Fates loom two destinies perfectly stitched Stars gather close from far, and Eternity pauses a moment to delight in heavens gift, When two souls find, each others lips. |
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Welcome to my book of poems. poetry has always been a strong way for me to
express myself and has allowed me to better understand myself. Click on a chapter on the left to get started.
my hopes are that you enjoy reading through them and through them perhaps help me in better understanding myself.
-weijian
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