objects are owned

hearts are not

possessions are sure

warmth only pure

adamant have have’s

again and again

inadamant so tough

seek seekers dread

can not be stolen

nor taken by force

no amount coercion’s

eventually caught choice

pulsing and pounding

one singular truth

can not be owned

bought at a cost

for deep within

not too far to see

lies a pure fire

for all that is seen

might as you try

break into pieces

tears may be shed

anger bolts grease it

rack stretched dire

understand this now

words give me sire

given you this

these simple words

now you no longer

hold this anger burst

tiny that you be

small that you are

sad for your soul

for what will come

for what you do


*see to me its sad once i get past my anger* that some people are so dark ..i just do not understand that .. never will ..I refuse to be like them ..

Author: Leslie Stockton

I am a Poet it seems. But I am many things this is just a small part of who I am. I write *Love Ballads* and *Erotic* prose. This is my little world you see. My passions are *Art* *Music* *Poetry* *Health & Fitness* *Outdoor Activities* *Fashion* *Costuming* ..etc etc. I am a Leo except the part about being in the spotlight *whispers* my preference is home by a fire. I have many belief’s; like signs, patterns, numbers, colors, everything has an energy you see. All things!! To me anyway. That interaction we experience is a kind of sending and receiving of vibrations to me. The cliche’ ..DARK TO LIGHT applies. We are all connected and share *a something* which can not be defined nor understood in our current state of development. So within my limited brain capacity that is what i have chosen to believe in its barest form. But i follow my instincts and try to be a better human. If you ever met me, well I have been told I leave a lasting impression. May the Verse Be with You. ≧◠◡◠≦✌

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