HypnoLotus

I write poetry

[hypnolotus]

Shadow Love.

A beautiful flower risen in the dark, looking for the shadow of the sun. Your shadow, my love, is what ignites mine and creates a feeling so euphoric only we can feel. A feeling of belonging to your soul as mine is magnetic to yours. A gentle touch to the pedals is enough to stunt the growth and make it run. But our shadow, my love, combined as one, is the reason why my beautiful flowers growth doesn't go numb. A feeling of belonging to your heart, creating one. The love she gives you is worth ceating a universe. She will send you to the moon and beyond because a love like mine is something thats won. For you, my love will not run. Your shadow has become a place of rest for our flower will continue to grow more and never be none. I love you, my shining sun.

-M.A.

[hypnolotus]

Shadow Love.

A beautiful flower risen in the dark, looking for the shadow of the sun. Your shadow, my love, is what ignites mine and creates a feeling so euphoric only we can feel. A feeling of belonging to your soul as mine is magnetic to yours. A gentle touch to the pedals is enough to stunt the growth and make it run. But our shadow, my love, combined as one, is the reason why my beautiful flowers growth doesn't go numb. A feeling of belonging to your heart, creating one. The love she gives you is worth creating a universe. She will send you to the moon and beyond because a love like mine is something thats won. For you, my love will not run. Your shadow has become a place of rest for our flower will continue to grow more and never be none. I love you, my shining sun.

-M.A.

[hypnolotus]

Stop

To swim in a river filled with love and sorrow How can one love so hard, be the one missing yellow My vision seems to be so narrow Willing to hurt just to be able to prove to her, she is capable of loving just as equally... or even more than she'd ever known A beautiful emotion that can tear you apart in a matter of seconds It is unpredictable. As my head begins to spin after every thought of leaving... or staying... or leaving... or staying... My river quickly becomes the ocean and my breathing suddenly feels like a never ending tornado My vision begins to get blurry And a constant scream for help follows every gasp for air I take And it stops... I stop. - M.A.

[hypnolotus]

Moonlight.

The sun shines through our window as it hits your beautiful glowing face.

I can't help but smile and caress you gently as you continue to sleep through the beaming sunlight.

The sunlight quickly turns to a cloudy storm yet my eyes never lost sight of yours.

Cold cloudy storm yet your touch keeps me warm and the radiating love filling this room reminds me of the beautiful gentle moon that signifies me and you.

I love you.

As the day quickly goes by, and day turns into night

I'm quickly reminded you are my moonlight.

No care in the world, as long as I'm your girl we won't lose sight of whats there to fight,

A love as strong as the beaming starlights across the beautiful night.

And I'm again reminded... you are forever mine, and I am forever yours

Our forever never ending moonlight.

[hypnolotus]

Endless.

As the branches continue to sway against her window and the rain continues to pour down,

She hopes to find you waiting for her outside...

She hopes to wake up from this nightmare and you're laying next to her with your warm skin pressed against her cold back.

A constant told you so replays in her mind every so often.

A need to prove she is worthy is all she's known, yet she gives herself no space to breathe and grow.

Running back home, she's running back home.

But he can't find her.

He watches her from afar but doesn't want to ruin her perfect smile that doesn't seem to fade away from his memory.

He's hurting, but can't bring himself to ask her for help.

A constant told you so replays in his mind every so often.

A need to find her and pour his heart into hers and never let go regardless of the pain he's caused them.

A continuous melody that they both are playing, yet they've reached a point of no return.

An endless love story that didn't turn out like the romance movies, but the ones filled with a love as strong as sorrow.

-MA

[hypnolotus]

Left Behind

And the sad part of it all,

Is the beauty thats behind the love she gave you.

She learned to love you, She learned to care for you,

She learned everything there is to know about you,

And she asked you for nothing in return.

-MA

[thehopefulquotes]

“Sometimes you have to forget what you feel, and remember what you deserve.”

— Unknown

[hypnolotus]

To Love or To Be Loved.

To love or to be loved

Fire scorching through your eyes yet your touch is so gentle when it meets mine

To love or to be loved

Your harsh words sound like a melody ringing in my ears and I know you mean no harm

To love or to be loved 

You tell me you don't want me, but i stay in hopes of making you feel wanted

To love or to be loved 

Im blinded by what I want us to be and forget there is no you and me, if it's only me

To love or to be loved

I know you love me, but not enough to stay

To love or to be loved

I love you enough for me to stay and break my own heart everyday just to make sure you're okay

To love or to be loved

I ask myself. -MA

[hypnolotus]

A Love as Pure as Sunday Morning.

A love as pure as Sunday morning.

A kind of love where you wake up and the rain stops pouring

A kind of feeling where you go about your day, and everything feels okay

And it's safe to say… 

Im happy.

Your warm bare cozy skin pressed against my cold back

Your pretty face puzzle pieced against my neck

Life has never felt this beautiful 

As I stare into the moon

I see you

I can see your beautiful eyes that wrinkle whenever you try to hide your gorgeous smile

I can see your gorgeous smile when you laugh at my jokes that aren't really that funny

I can hear your soft whispers before falling asleep

But most importantly

I can feel your warm bare cozy body wrapped around my cold back before bed… in the morning… And even during naps…

As i continue to fall in love with you

A love as pure as Sunday morning. -MA 

[lavenderviolin]

I loved you so deeply, it dug into my chest and grew roots.

Now I can’t weed you out without losing part of my own soul.

I know I’ll have to tear you out soon.

It’s starting to choke out everything good and new that tries to grow inside me.

But maybe I can cradle this piece of you, this memory of you, for just a little longer -

You are still worth it to me.

~LV