Recycled Art

It belonged to him

An intricate piece

Meant to be adored 

Maybe it wasn’t

What he was looking for

So he threw it away 

For something “better”

To each his own they say
Lying in the heap of discarded things 

It was picked up by another

Who took the time to look

In all the places 

Never explored

Somehow it became 

Even more beautiful than before 

Restored

His love will be rewarded

Forevermore 

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They took her for granted

So I can’t afford to do that 

I cherish every moment

Because I know we can’t get time back

They didn’t tell her that they loved her

So I do it twice as much

The scars they left behind

I kiss softly

Forcing them to fade away

She lost her smile

And I’m helping her find it

It’s about time she knew

Just how beautiful she is

She Makes Me Smile

Something about her has a hold on me
I can’t look her in the face and not smile
It doesn’t matter how hard I try

She doesn’t have to do much to be beautiful
She is in every aspect that you can see
I also know that she’s also beautiful underneath

She brushes of my kind words with a wave
Doesn’t believe that she is like a pearl
How do I tell her that in my eyes she’s no ordinary girl?

I enjoy holding conversations with her
There’s nothing I wouldn’t talk about
I’d talk all night about nothing…no doubt

Seeing her smile brightens up my day
I wish that she would stay that way
And no one would come and take it away

I want to be there for her when she needs it
She should know that I’m someone she can trust
I’ll let her figure it out herself…no rush

Something about her has a hold on me
I can’t look her in the face and not smile
It doesn’t matter how hard I try

Caramel

She’s so sweet that you risk cavities just by looking at her
But to look away would be a depriving action
Taking in as much of her as possible always brings satisfaction
She is more beautiful than she believes she is
Often taking my breath away in short glances
Glances that turn into daydreams of sugary delight
Delighted to just have her here in my sight

When she leaves she takes your heart with her
Making missing her inevitably inevitable
All the things that make her so amazing are gone
And memories of them keep her on your mind for so long
Until the moment the sweetness comes back to you

Her laugh is a hearty one indeed
From that good old happy place deep within
The smile on her face warms you
Causing you to return one without knowing
Listening to her becomes an event worth doing
Her voice dipping and rising in such a way
That your ears fall in love with the very sound
It feels like it lifts your feet right of the ground

She can take one on a journey of immense pleasure
The heights of which is unable to be measured
The after effects of which become almost chronic
Addicted to the soft touch that comes from her hands
The soothing rasp of her voice as it travels through your ears
The sight of her in front of you smiling at you
The smell of her shampoo and perfume wafting through the air
The moments of company outweigh all the rest

Looking deeply into her eyes one sees love looking back
Holding on to her turns into an embrace whose end is unwanted
Giving is in her nature
She does it as easily as she breathes
Never expecting anything in return
Her heart is one made from pure gold
The beat it produces is as loud as the beating of two

She deserves more than she takes credit for
More than I could ever think of giving her
Many take advantage of her good will
Seeing her held back because of her kindness
Brings pain to my eyes
Because this flower aches so much just to grow
One day I hope that she will be able to do so

I believe in her with all my heart
One day she will make it big
Bigger than big even
She will be everything that she wants to be
She will get what is rightfully hers
And after that she will get so much more
Finally getting the attention that has always been in store
Even after that day has passed I will continue to adore

Natural Beauty

I sit on the shore and stare at this beautiful lady
Who captures my attention in many ways
Her bright eyes pierce through me like daggers
Locking with mine in an endless gaze that I can’t break
Maybe looking into them was my first mistake

Her full lips must taste of fresh carambola juice
With just the right number of ice cubes
A refreshing experience a kiss on them would be
Her natural hair accents her already exquisite features
Falling and crashing on her shoulders as if a waterfall
She is in all aspects truly a rare creature all in all

I suppose her voice sounds like sweet Bouyon music
Able to put one’s soul at ease with much ease
Whisper to me, speak to me, sing to me please
In that patois that I would not understand
But would listen on just because of the way it trills
She smells of good food: roasted breadfruit, agouti, and crab
Wafting through the air and into my
nostrils
Sending me on a craze and a longing to take in more
Of the beauty from the Isle of Splendor

Her brown skin is just the perfect shade
So that when the sun hits it, she glows
Just by looking at her my adoration grows
I figure that her figure leaves many trying to figure it out
Her curves move in and out and through and through
Like one of three sixty-five rivers winding down the jungle

To dance with her would be like taking a bath in the bay
Just like the waves that reach for the shore
Back and forth her hips sway
When she sewos oh when she sewos
The freedom in the way that she moves

The expressions that she displays on her face
The brightness that is in her smile
Is as beautiful as the place she’s from
This natural beauty from the Nature Isle