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Below is a selection of poems I have written over the years. I hope these poems are able to provide meaning to your life in some way.

Slowly,
Very slowly,
The doorknob turns.

Surreptitiously,
The door opens in the stillness of the night.

A hand slowly glides under the sheets,
Ever aware of the possibility of a sudden awakening,
Thus enhancing the thrill that is obtained.

After the initial triumph of contact,
The hand moves underneath the nightshirt.

The sleeping body unconscious to it all.

After the exhilaration of stolen lust upon a
Vulnerable,
Trusting,
Denying body,
He returns to his lair.

Barely thinking of the unconscious body
That he has just violated,
Serving as a vehicle to satisfy
Whatever needs it is that drives a man to do such a thing.

Contented,
He doesn’t give it a second thought.

He thinks not,
And cares not,
Of the damage he has caused.

By Krystal Love

Crouched,
Behind the steering wheel of his car,
He waits
Until the last resident departs.

He makes his nefarious decent,
Which links him to the realms of the underworld.

A place where
Right and wrong
Become confused.

A place where
Anything goes.

He fumbles through the papers and books.
He turns the computer on.
He searches each document for definitive proof,
That he is paramount in his victim’s mind.

He is the man
Who resides in the depths of our being.

He is the man
Who knows our deepest thoughts and moments of despair.

He is our stalker,
He is our lurcher,
He is the underside of our souls.

By Krystal Love

Sitting here.
Here.
But yet at the same time, not here.
Watching all that goes on.

So many personalities make up the office.

The funniest ones of all,
However,
Are the ones in
Their suits,
Manicures,
And coifs,

Wishing to make their mark in the meaningless world of the office.

Some will make it,
Some won’t.
Some will leave in exasperation,
Some will throw their hands up in despair.

There is one thing certain,
However,
which is,
We will all experience the journey,
Which is,
The most important experience of all.

The ones true to themselves,
However,
will transcend the here and now,
And just watch.
Watch.

With a hint of amusement.

By Krystal Love

As I step outside my front door onto the world at large,
A flood of nausea fills me with dread of precisely what I might find.
Living and working in the inner city, it is quite difficult to find
even a small secluded outdoor space,
which is not contaminated with litter of some kind.

Rather than face becoming physically ill,at the sight of all the filth.
I prefer to spend my time safe in the confines of my small home,
Which I try to keep clean.

The fact that I am confined to my home saddens me greatly.
Not so much for myself, but for an Earth that is being polluted,
Poisoned, and ultimately killed day by day.

I cannot understand why people are not physically sickened
By the sight of used chewing gum, rotting food, paper, plastic bottles,
And excrement on the streets in which they must walk.

If all that wasn’t bad enough,
I have even seen litter in hospitals,
Places where hygiene is ostensibly a priority.

It saddens me, really, that mankind has no reservations whatsoever
About living in filth and pollution.
It makes me see just how unaware man really is.

For,
An aware person could never
Knowingly pollute the world in which he lives.
Killing it a little each and every day.
Maybe that’s the problem.
Maybe for the most part,
Man is unaware.

By Krystal Love

I really would like to share a kiss with you
But
It would probably be best if I let the desire pass

Because
If I shared a kiss with you
Then
I would want to make love with you,

If I made love with you
Then
I would want a night of passion with you,

If I had a night of passion with you
Then
I would want a weekend away with you,

If I had a weekend away with you
Then
I would want a holiday with you,

If I had a holiday with you
Then
I would want to spend my life with you,

And,
If I spent my life with you
Then
I would want you for eternity.

So you see,
It is probably for the best
therefore,
if I just let the desire for an intimate moment pass,
Repressing my wish for a simple kiss

Because,
Although you may not mind sharing a kiss with me,
I doubt you would want to share eternity with me.

But know this,
If we could be together for eternity,
I would wait for you eternally.

By Krystal Love

I cannot say to trust me
Because
As a human
I have betrayed others’ trust.

I cannot say I will never hurt you
Because
I am human
And have hurt others.

I cannot say I will never let you down
Because
As I am human
I am prone to letting others down.

I cannot say I will stay faithful
Because
As an animal
I am not genetically designed for fidelity.

I cannot say I will never leave you
Because
As a traveller
I never stay in any one place for long.

I cannot say I will always love you
Because
Love,
Like hate,
Is a fleeting sentiment
That wanes with the passage of time.

I cannot say
I am something I’m not
Because
That would be dishonest.

I cannot make promises
I can never keep
Because
That would be irresponsible of me.

What I can say
Is
I am an imperfect
travelling
human
animal
And therefore prone to lapses.

Ergo
I can offer you nothing more
Than my very fallible,
Unfaithful,
Sometimes egocentric,
Human self.

That’s all I have to say.

By Krystal Love

Why did you seek me out and be kind to me,
Just when my anger had progressed to unbridled dislike?

Why are you looking so great,
When it only reminds me of the intense yearning
I still have for you?

Why couldn’t you do the decent thing and stay away,
So I would never have to realise the
The love I had for you had only been repressed,
and had never really faded away.

Why didn’t you realise before the start,
That coming back into my life would only cause me to recall with clarity
That you had previously broken my heart.

By Krystal Love

Being a predator,
You stalked and overwhelmed,
Completely subjugating,
When I met you

Although I was not looking for love,
You filled my emptiness.
As you forced your will on me,
I began to love you.

My days had been lain idly bare,
But by ensnaring me,
Coercing me into willing servitude,
You gave me a reason to care.

Then without warning,
Just as quickly as you entered my consciousness,
You departed from my world.

Now you’re just a shattered memory,
A secret you hold dear.
Your slave has lost her master,
The banality of her life restored.

Please just tell me please,
Now that you’ve gone away,
Just what am I to do?

Please I implore you please,
Tell me how to mend
What is left of this shattered shell?

How am I to resolve this
Unrequited grief so poignantly
Pervading my entire being?

Tell me why I don’t despise you
After all the harm you inflicted,
All the lies you told,
The void you left behind.

Please tell me why I still love you,
Even after you deceived me,
Betrayed me,
Humiliated me,
And abandoned my soul?

By Krystal Love

I was worried
And you weren’t there.
Where were you?

I was lonely
And you weren’t there.
Where were you?

You call me a friend,
But if that is the case,
How could you see me suffer
From your own deliberate disdain?

In an attempt to validate your own identity,
You surround yourself with shallow friends,
But you fail to see,
You are lost in your own misguided reality,
And could never be a friend, really.

You have yet to comprehend,
You must be a friend
To have a friend.

You need to open your heart
To love and be loved
Before you can be a friend,
Before you can have a friend.

When I needed comfort
You weren’t there.
Where were you?

When I needed someone to love
You weren’t there.
Where were you?

When I needed a friend,
You weren’t there.
Where were you?

When I needed you
You weren’t there.
Where were you?

By Krystal Love

I wanted you to hold me, touch me, caress me,
Tell me you loved me, but sadly you didn’t.

I wanted you to spend time with me and do the simple things
That lovers do, but sadly you didn’t.

Instead you neglected, rejected, lied to,
Humiliated and ultimately abandoned me.

I wanted you to illuminate my life
But instead you brought me to the depths of despair,
Many times to the brink of ultimate destruction.

I wanted to touch your soul
But your heart was frigid, impenetrable,
Imprisoned in a warped maze you were unable to control.

I wanted to heal you but you were happy to remain fractured.
You didn’t want to be free of the intellectual illness
That has overtaken your soul.

I wanted to share my life with you
But you were happy living in solitude,
Not wishing me to intrude on your world of inner discord.

I wanted to love you and you to love me in turn,
But you didn’t want me to love you
Or to love me in return.

I had hoped that my love for you and your love for me
Heal the wounds that had scarred our pasts,
Making us both whole, but sadly, it was just a fantasy.

You were happy to stay in your artificial reality
Created by the extreme conditions of your youth.

As a result, both of us are incomplete beings,
Fragmented souls, unable ever to be whole,
Until you are willing to open your heart to the love,
So freely given to you but never returned.

By Krystal Love

Let me hear your heartbeat
The soothing comfort that assures
You will always be there for me.

Let me hear your heartbeat
To calm my wandering soul and reaffirms that
I am the one for you and you the one for me.

Let me hear your heartbeat,
The private thing we do that shows that
I love you and you love me.

By Krystal Love

The only option for me
Was to move on,
But that is something
I couldn’t do.

As you left an indelible mark
On my heart
You penetrated the
The part
Of my soul that just
Couldn’t let you go.

Even though the love I gave you
Was never returned.
You nevertheless became
Part of my whole
And I just can’t let you go.

Even with the knowledge
You have a fractured ego,
Regardless you left
An indelible impression on my soul.

And I cannot give you up.
I can’t let you go.
I won’t let you go.

By Krystal Love

When tomorrow comes, this will be the day
Our relationship will cease to be,
I will be required to say goodbye to you, and you to me.
When tomorrow comes,
Abundance becomes austerity, loves dissolves into indifference,
Joys ebbs into depression, and finally
Happiness ceases to be, giving way to eternal apathy.
When tomorrow arrives, our life together,
The life we have known thus far, will disintegrate into nothingness.
You will go your way, and I will go mine,
Both of us leading separate lives, forever and eternally.

I ask thee therefore, maker of the Sun and Moon, comets and stars,
Night and day, time and space,
For one small grace,

Let this glorious day,
This day comprised of love and joy,
Happiness and abundance, never conclude.

Let this time that comes only once in life,
Stand still in the eternal now,
A dimensional change in awareness,
A miracle, some would avow.

Let this day when I love you, and you love me
A time when we exist in complete harmony, never cease to be.

I ask thee, creator, who has the power to warp
Time and space, here and now, front and back.
Please let this day, this day of bountiful bliss,
Never complete its cycle, not coming to its natural end.
Please let this day never end.

By Krystal Love

I can’t hear your heartbeat
That gentle rumble of your soul
That gave you life and let me know
You were the one for me
And I for you.

I can’t hear your heartbeat
Because the life in you has ebbed away
Leaving a cold lump of dust in its place.
Your psyche having dispersed
Like a mist into another world.

I can’t hear your heartbeat
As you have left the only world we knew
Leaving me a fractured shell of a soul,
My only wish to join you
Wherever it is you now reside,
Either here or in another reality.

I can’t hear your heartbeat
That faithful thudding that left me with a
False sense of security
Making me believe
You would be with me
And I with you
Forever and eternity.

I can’t hear your heartbeat.
We had been two hearts beating as one,
But that is all in the past
You have left me with only memories
Of that private thing we did
That showed you loved me and I loved you.

I can’t hear your heartbeat.
Having lost my twin flame,
How can I carry on as a solitary soul?
Just what am I to do?

By Krystal Love

Do you want me to keep you warm?
Do you want me to keep you dry?
Do you want me to wipe away your tears?
Whenever it is that you cry?

Would you like to keep me warm?
Would you like to keep me dry?
Would you like to wipe away my tears?
Whenever it is that I cry?

As the seasons change,
As the years go by,
It is hard for me to imagine,
A time when you are not by my side.

I know you don’t feel the same for me as I you,
But time nevertheless heals all wounds,
So maybe one day you will be able to
Return the love I have shown you.

In the meantime,
However,
You can keep me warm and dry
And wipe away my tears,
Whenever it is that I may feel
Compelled to cry.

Because,
I can’t stop loving you,
Even though you don’t love me.

By Krystal Love

Essentially lazy and narcistic,
You exploited your role in society.
Pleading poverty,
You took from those who worked honestly.

Dark and handsome,
This fair young one
Who had never set sight on such a creature
Really had no chance
To elude your mesmerising entrapment.

Enthralled,
Obsessed,
Totally enchanted.
She couldn’t get your out of her mind,
As you slowly drove her mad
With your indifferent humiliation
Consistent rejection.

Fully cognizant you were soiled property,
Time and space could not lessen the grip
You had on my heart and soul,
My entire identity.

You couldn’t get over your good fortune
As the opportunity arose
To have found someone
Who loved you so,
You just would not let her go.

You did nothing to attain that love,
Commanding no affection,
Respect,
Or admiration.
Yet she gave to you her all,
Her heart,
Her soul,
Her entire being to someone so totally undeserving.

Such was your ethical deficit,
You lacked any moral decency,
Behaviour totally despicable,
Shameful,
Disgusting,
Reprehensible to the core.

You took from your lover
That which was so dear,
All that I had,
The child that I bore.

Thanks to your lack of virtue,
The boy that you stole
And raised as your own
Has truly become his father’s son.

You may have deceived others,
Those in your milieu,
But I can see through your hypocrisy,
Dishonesty,
Fraudulent activity.

You are not the pillar of the community,
An upstanding member of society,
The gentleman you claim to be,
But in fact quite the opposite is true,
Lacking any virtue.
An abuser,
Deceiver,
Falsifier of the truth.

You are a rapist in the night,
Taking that which is not yours,
A murderer of one’s sanity,
A trickster,
A twister of reality.

By Krystal Love