Immortal Man

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An Immortal Man Waking Every Day To A Game Of Russian Roulette...The Darkness Consumes Her As My Eyes Start To Shutter...An Insomniacs Worst Nightmare...Awakened By A Harsh Realization..The Darkness Consumes Her As My Eyes Start To Shutter..Withered Rose Petals Which Once Were Her Wings..In Search Of A Cure To Nurture Her Feathers...An Immortal Man Waking Every Day To A Game Of Russian Roulette...In Search Of Reasoning..Existence Or Living? Within The Confines Of This Canvas;An Artist With An Unsuspecting  Muse And Aspirations To Write Scriptures Outside The Lines..An Immortal Man Waking Every Day To A Game Of Russian Roulette..Tomorrow,I'll Tell Her I Love Her                                           Hans A. Bouzi, Jr

Visiting Hours

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If Heaven were to have visiting hours;We would slow dance upon a bed of flowers..The Symphony of an unwritten romance… In the wind your touch still lingers...If Heaven were to have visiting hours...Reminiscent of a love lost to this earth reborn within a mournful heart now the mornings are redefined..Conversations with an Angel under the moonlight...Until our next visit..I'll continue to whisper an unwritten love letter to the Heavens.                          Hans A. Bouzi, Jr

The Garden

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Within A Garden Named Eternity Our Love Grew...Earthly Hearts Saturated With The Tears Of Past Loves Lost And The The Scarecrows Better Known As Broken Promises Left Out In The Field Of Dreams To Protect Us From Another Love Lost..Home Is Where The Heart Was Due To The Fact That What Was Once An Emotional Eviction Notice Is Now The Canvas I'll Use..In Search Of A Muse..Within Our Garden Mistreated Hearts And Crooked Smiles Will Soon Blossom Into Unconditional Love And A Smile Still As Crooked As The Day Our Souls Intertwined And Curved The Direction Your Fingers Took When Attempting To Outline The "Beautiful" Imperfection You Once Called My Spine..Within The Garden Of Eternity  She Will Forever Be The Strength And Solace That Guides Me..In This Kingdom Of Serenity She Is My "Queen" - Hans A. Bouzi, Jr

Scenario 2.0 Guardian Angel

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God speaks in whispers...cover your ears..listen with your hearts...The very symbol which defines the lost art love truly Is..Home is where the heart is? I've just been handed an eviction notice...I Almost Knocked On Heavens Door On A Plethora Of Occasions But Was Never Let In..If Sleep Is The Cousin Of Death I'll Remain An Insomniac; That Wretch Is The Reason I'm On My Knees In Prayer Hoping.. Wishing.. Needing You To Be Here..There's  Irony In Watching Your Guardian Angel Bleed Tears Of Joy or Sorrow.. Our love Unwavering Even In Times Where The Tears You Shed Were  The Tidal Waves Our Souls Were Slowly Drowning In ...                              - Hans A. Bouzi , Jr

A Premature Love Poem

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If there were ever a moment for the angels to  hear… If there were ever a moment for the angels to fear…

If there were  ever a moment for the angels to feel…

…If there were ever a moment to question whether tears were of joy or a heart worn out and relaying Morse Code to the Heavens?. .

If there were ever a moment that she needed he,there must be an equivalent to when he needed she..If there were ever a moment that fear no longer consumed this humbled man it would be due to the affirmation of Heavens presence on earth that I'll simply refer to as "her". In a simple yet divine mathematical equation we were prematurely destined to intertwine mind, body and soul ..   In premature love there is opportunity & clarity...an in depth sense of self shared between two beings in order to find deliverance and strength in one another & collectively become an entity of love known as "we". - Hans A. Bouzi, Jr

Into Our Next Existence

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In closing,I once upon a time fell in love with an ebony goddess...in love with her spirit and understanding of the circumstances .. as her tormented tears saturated our earth..her lips spoke "let's just share one last kiss in remembrance,faith and an undying passion" With our minds intertwined and our bodies passionate but silently sighing..I'll love you into our  next existence... - Hans A. Bouzi, Jr

HowOurPainEvolves(I Need You...)

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Into the oceans is where ill pour out my tears.. at least there ill be able to hide this despair..Its an unfair attempt  trying to breathe life into a new kingdom of hearts with no heir..The sweet caress of her gentle lips upon the horizon...in her smile i saw the sunrise and sunset..H.O.P.E was the innocence that once blossomed in her garden of Eden but we all know what happened..The disguised serpent manipulated his way into her heart but please don't give up on love...on us..I need you to let me help you realize How Our Pain Evolves.. Lend me your crying eyes and ill lay you upon my chest  allowing to me recreate your tears into a tsunami or thunderstorm and wash away the mistrust until all that remains in the aftermath is a rainbow..a rainbow of hopes that the world might once again grow to know that heavenly arch known as your S.M.I.L.E... In Jeremiah 17:9  it was written that "The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it?"Imperfect hearts are what makes us..and i can promise from this day on ill give you unconditional love,attention and protection from this world that sometimes seems vengeful against an angel that is just trying to show it love and a true piece of heaven.  - Hans A. Bouzi, Jr

In The Heart Of The Lover

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In the heart of a lover lies another. In the heart of a lover lies another.

In the heart of a lover lies another reason why i cant love you.

In the heart of a lover lies another inadequacy of heart tremors.

In the heart of a lover lies another reason you might question a "heart tremor".

In the heart of a lover lies another prayer to God

In the heart of a lover lies another reason I'm Here.

In the heart of a lover lies another reason i should give you an explanation.

In the heart of a lover lies another heartbeat which in turn helps these tears cease and give reasons to my very being. In the heart of a lover I am now writing this in my own blood...an affectionate  farewell letter due to the fact that the heart lies withing me.If my heart lies within me am i being truthful when i say i love you or am i doing as my heart is and simply lying here?

In the heart of a lover lies another reason I'm hoping that you will take my love at face value and instill within me the faith I have in you as a confused "Christian?" man.

In the heart of a lover lies another entity that has ceased to exist.

In the heart of another lies another reason i'm not inclined to speak on your beautiful smile,but rather state that the intercourse Im concerned with most lies in the heart and mind of another...Until that day i acknowledge i am a broken man...If you're wondering where the rest of my beautiful pieces are currently residing..well its simple...In the heart of a lover,where I have experienced pure Love.Joy. and Happiness,

  Hans A. Bouzi, Jr

Smile Like The Sun

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If tomorrow never ends or today never started would you take "I love you" at face value or comprehend that we all have a certain ugliness we deny exists.. In due time I will be held accountable for lying ..as in lying my heart on the line in defense against her kamakaze tears that threaten our cloud 9..If I never fell in love id be content but its already hard to stand once again..on my knees in prayer that these wounds will soon mend..In due time ill be reminded of how a heart felt against my chest but until then ill remain heartfelt with every letter I pen..If I told you I will love you in the past and not the future would you be consumed by confusion or understand that maybe this is just destiny taking its course...If I should ever be lying once again withered on the pavement I have faith in the girl with a smile like the sun..Her aura shines love and purity and our thoughts form strong unity..The reason for my growth..the girl with a smile like the sun is my second chance