Tyler R. Martin
Life is truly bliss
While your blue eyes burn on mine,
With soft clouds of smoke,
In the silence and the wine.
Tyler R. Martin
Life is truly bliss
While your blue eyes burn on mine,
With soft clouds of smoke,
In the silence and the wine.
Tyler R. Martin
I’m the impaler.
I love to bite your neck and
And loathe the morning.
Tyler R. Martin
You’re so sweet when you
Try to see the best in me.
When will you give up?
Tyler R. Martin
Why must I lift weights
At some strange far away gym
When my booze is home?
Tyler R. Martin
She was genuine
When she sweetly said I do
Despite all the shit
She should know I’d put her through
Tyler R. Martin
Thousand years from now
We’ll still be drunk and dancing
Alcoholic ghosts
Tyler R. Martin
Her eyes, brilliant
Beauty surpassed only by
Her soul, perfect, pure
Tyler R. Martin
So, here on
Our second year of loving,
Something struck me deeply
Out of nowhere it was found.
Because you, babe,
Have always loved me sweetly,
There’s something special in your smile,
By your blue eyes I was bound.
And it’s true, babe,
And I pondered for a while
That life ebbs so dark and dreary
Yet, this, I never found profound.
And me, babe,
In the mire of my chaos,
Lost upon an ocean,
Never finding ground.
But you, babe,
I could never stand your sadness
Its you I want to love,
Life’s so pure when you’re around.
For you, babe,
With your tender loving sweetness,
You drive away the madness,
Which I suffered from above.
And you babe,
To me you’ve always been so special
By your love I’ve found a meaning,
By your beauty I’m enthralled.
Because you, babe,
If you would ever have me,
If you’d love me forever,
If by this request you’re not appalled,
Then would you, babe,
If you could ever stand me
Please accept this soft proposal
Agree and give your hand?
Tyler R. Martin
I hear her start at midnight, weeping,
And I hear her all night long,
It’s a dreary tune of heartbreak,
A bitter, sweet and sickly little song.
She begins with a sigh
(Quietly I sit and hear her so clear)
And says to no one “goodbye”
-”I shall love you forever, why did you have to die?
Then from deep within a shattered soul
A symphony begins its sway,
With first a tearful little sonnet
Of loss, death and dismay.
Then her soul emits the main event,
A tear stained face out the opened window gaze,
The weeping for just a moment halts
As she contemplates a leap into the waves
But the window shuts with a slam;
The sweet thing loses nerve
And the weeping once more comence
For life doles her more than she deserve.
Tyler R. Martin
A beauty thought reserved only for nature,
Somehow now resides within your eyes,
How can such magic be earthly normal,
Is it real, or just some clever guise?
I wonder, are you a true mortal woman
Or a Seraph, an angel in disguise?
–Your hair of a goddess, with golden streaks
Falling gently on tan, smooth skin;
I envy it, caressing your neck,
Cascading down your back, touching your chin.
You’re speaking softly, with love in your eyes,
Giving me a glimpse of your gorgeous mind,
Such a serene, tantalizing feeling,
Something of heaven and earth combined.
And with a pitch like some divine instrument,
Yours: a voice that serenades so sweetly,
From a grin like a summer sunrise,
A few notes and I’m enthralled completely.
Because truly, I wouldn’t be surprised
Were you to admit to me tenderly:
You’re not just my love, my prize,
But my Seraph, my angel in plain disguise
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