Paperweight Poetry

Parted lips and silken gowns  I offer you a single white rose On the porch of your small house in this small town  And when you see my smile, I wonder  if anyone knows  That I have fallen in love you my dear  As you turn to tuck it into your hair Standing in your prom dress in front of your mirror I know that you do care  Red lips and one silken white gown  I slide a ring off the stem of a white rose  For us to be married at the small church in this small town  Now everybody knows  And when we grow old, your body slows Then you die in our small house in this small town  And instead of ashes, I write your name on each petal of a white rose To spread in the wind, and tuck into the folds of your wedding gown.  -anna sluder 

We are separated by a three hour difference in our clocks, Sixteen hundred and sixty miles apart,  But for you I'd move oceans and move rocks,  To reach you, the biggest part of my heart.  -anna sluder 

There's an incalculable distance between you and me For I, when I want to know where the wind blows Hold a dandelion's puff to the air, for the seeds to soar free For it then tells me where the wind goes But you, you build a little house on top of a hill Then you burn it, to see where the ashes fly  With a single match and a planned gasoline spill  That is the difference between you and I.  -anna sluder 

There are so many theories of the rain But I do know which one is true I believe that the clouds weep tears from its pain  For then it would make sense why the sky would be so blue.  -anna sluder 

I will wait for you my dear Even if bombs are all we can hear And the world crumbles to dirt  And all we can be is a people who are hurt  I will wait for you my darling If we are servants to a king Have money on our heads  Too poor to even afford bread But above all, I will wait for you my sweetheart Even if you don't want any part Forever I will still love you As I will wait, for you to love me too.  -anna sluder 

There is an iron curtain drawn between our souls,  As I wonder how I failed and how I sinned,  Enough for you to hold the curtain under your control,  So for now I will wait for forgiveness and the strongest of winds.  -anna sluder 

I'm afraid of closing my eyes  For of all the things that I might miss But you told me blindness is when beautiful things arise Like the serenity of closing your eyes in the dawn of a kiss Or once you get scared of something on the outside And shut your eyes only to realize the quiet in your mind How tranquil it is in the marrow of your insides  And how chaos fails in comparison of the peace that you find  But how can I trust you for sure?  I hope it's not all in your mind Yet I know your knowledge is unscathed and pure  Since you were born blind.  -anna sluder