WHAT MATTERED part twelve

Now that you've all read some

PROSE POETRY REALITY of me

Looking and reading my history

This will be the end

Of the "What Mattered" serie



So to speak

What have you found

A woman with a voice

That shouts

Of Love

Of Home

And History

Yes its surely me



I spend so many idle hours

To write and share

Because you care



Though if I write afresh a serie

I'll first be doing a little query

'Cause I will say what matters then

No more what mattered in the end

The future now needs my exploring

Cause I dont want to be

Lets call it boring



So here I go anew my road

With tales of love

I mostly tell

What do I want

Is just some laughter

A little jive

To pep up life



I want to hug my life in full

Yet do I yearn to embrace

all kind of things

On Earth, this place



Whilst all this passes through my head

Dont want to sleep not go to bed

I want to dream a little more



Well you all know from way before

That it is Michael I adore

And since my love for him is strong

I hope that he will carry on

And see me till his last of days

Where we will quietly embrace

And tell us tales of love and of adore

We need to find the fitting shore

Were we will rest just to the core

Cause love was never like this before



Before I go I want to say

Thank you for leading me my way

For reading all I had to say

My ink was telling you what mattered

Today and yesterday

Dont want to go I want to stay

Want to read you

And you read me

Whatever ink we chose to be...



I stand here by the Rivers edge

I say today I make a pledge

It matters cause its in my heart

My soul is never gonna part

It makes me what I feel and am

I do believe, I do believe in me



One thing I want to say just more

A thing I ever so adore

That I am really such a being

That is romantic to the core



Would you mind to open me the door

I got to go now...time for the next floor



But just before I close this serie

Let me be a little faerie

and dash you just a little bit

Of the romantisism to which I do admit



A poem I wrote quiet long ago

So listen this is how it goes





HEARTBEAT



LET ME HEAR YOUR HEARTBEAT

SO THAT I WONT HEAR MY OWN

OPEN TO ME ALL YOUR SECRET DOORS

BECAUSE A LOCK IS ON MY OWN

I CANNOT EXPLAIN IT WITH WORDS

AND ALL MY TEARS CANNOT BE CRIED

THE POWER THAT UNITES US

SINCE THE BEGINNING

WILL PART US ON THE LAST OF DAYS

ALL MY PAIN I SHALL DROWN IN YOUR KISSES

ALL MY FEARS I CARRY LIKE A CHILD

ALL MY LOVE SHALL BE GIVEN TO YOU

NO NEED TO EXPLAIN IT WITH WORDS

IF YOU OPEN UP THAT SECRET DOOR

THAT KEEPS MY HEART BEAT FOR YOU

YOU WILL FIND IT HOLDS THE PASSION

IN WHICH WE FLOAT

THE POWER THAT UNITES US

SINCE THE BEGINNING

WILL PART US ON THE LAST OF DAYS

FOREVER SHALL OUR HEARTBEAT FEEL THE HEAT



Its what mattered!

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