Like a tiger I'm gently roaming the woods
Never you could keep pace
Would it get into my mind to challenge you a race
My heart is of an empress

Nothing you commoner would get
Without any little mistake you will forever regret
Yet it is not my will to make you suffer
It is to you to come with the offer

Take me to the cleanest waters
Show your best learned manners
Dress your best handmade trousers
And you won't still have a clue

What it gets; for someone like me to like you
It won't be what you say; or for what you pray
More of what you do; what you show for me,
To get my mind to keep you

Superficial words and false compliments
Make you only live faster to your own end
I'm a queen of knightly deeds
Not a queen of your dirty needs

One way you can only respect
If you give what you expect to get

I'm the freedom in your world,
I fire up your cold,
The diamond over a pearl,
The piece of the puzzle you were looking for.

The cigarette after sex,
The cure on your distress.

I'm the one thought of coming Sunday;
On the early morning Monday.

The girl Gatsby won't get,
The one you will never forget.
The one about the birds sing,
Before the sunrise,
a new day will bring.

I'm the consequence of the life you chose,
The door that always will remain closed.

I'm the beauty of all seven seas,
The reason you stay strong,
The independent on her own,
The one they think about in the song.

I'm what your dreams never could come up with,
The movie you don't star in.

I'm the name you pray for,
The good girl lost in the bad bad world.

Highs of pleasure & emotions.
Soon to be forgotten,
As, daybreak lights up the room.

Hearts, used, let down, abused,
Inbetween bed sheets,
For a change in feels.

Memories, depth,
subconsciously, beyond reach,
Her words hit me casually.

"It will not matter, how hard you try,
There are some things... you will never shower off."

I cant be there, hug you!
I wish to,
And you know its true.

Holding on,
Never letting go,
Unless you would want me to.

Taking care,
Amusing you,
In the shadow,
Of your most favourite Tree.

For your birthday,
A nice poem I would send.
Hoping to make you smile,
Raising a spark of joy.

Writing all about the time... with you,
I wish I could spend.

Beautiful like you,
There is, and might never be
no sea, mountain, or moon view.

Imagine I would go blind,
Would it be insane - saying,
I wish it would be while I'm looking at you?

Because you are the most beautiful,
Calming person - at the same time
You would make the best memory.

The first choice, if I had to chose,
As my last to be.

If you are happy,
That would make me smile.

If it's me you want around,
I would stay for a while.

Or  maybe even more,

If you feel like me...
It's you that I adore.

If you would cry;
I'd never say goodbye.

If you would be sick,
I'd be there swift.

If you would get cold,
Your shoulders I'd cover with my coat.
Hold you tight as we gently,
Fade into the night.

When you would be out,
I would never have a doubt.

But when I say all I said is true;
Would it have one day -
The same meaning for you?

you're my Rosa; without you
i'm not Rocco

the Moon falls from skies
an Ocean Standing still;

the source of my resilience
driven by desire; never by my will

murphy's law is
attracting what I think

what can happen will happen
everything good can be

having more to smile about
there might be such thing as this

love with no memory
just you and me

forever to last only that way it's meant to be
glad I got to see

Her voice makes my heart calm,
She is whom I dream to hold in my arm.

Her smile is like the rising Sun,
You better be fun,

And take her out for a beer... : )
Don't be a fool and shed a tear.

Golden hair, shining Miss,
It's the one, makes you want steal her lips.

In case you are not ready,
Don't think you could make her your lady.

Some last words to say
If you do, then make her stay,

Otherwise some fool may take her,
- away.

And that you will regret,
- everyday.

Oh dear Grace

If you only could see,
The joy your smile is awaking inside me.

Your skin is soft;
Your appearance mild.

Grace,
Would be the first word of any child,
Seeing you for an eye blink,

While you look the other way,
Is like looking at the first flower, of may.

Your hair falls soft, long & curly
Your voice is clear, wakes me early.

The way I feel about you;
There is nothing else to compare to.

Much time I could spend;
Writing words for Grace
Hardly your beauty; I would ever embrace.