08 Monday Aug 2016
Posted in Haiku, Poems, THE ENERGY IS EVERYTHING COLLECTION
Inspiration and
beauty and love… Do you feel
the vibe we’re sending?
The Vibe Matters most…
inspiration, beauty, and
love – positive vibes.
Be Inspired. And… Be
Beautiful. Be Love. Be the
vibe you’re looking for.
The Vibe Never Lies…
Inspire someone – bring out the
beauty – and spread love.
Let’s inspire beauty…
Today’s such a lovely day
to have a great day.
–@StevieStreets #energyiseverything #haiku | Inspiration, Beauty, & Love
16 Monday May 2016
Posted in Haiku, Poems, THE ROMANTICIST COLLECTION
Many delight the eye…
yet, few are appealing to the soul.
I just wanna speak the languages of love
and celebrate año tras año with a beautiful soul.
Beauty tends to fade…
yet, inner beauty remains vibrant;
in the garden of spirits,
her inner glow is always in full bloom.
I want someone whose aura is perennial;
every night she walks in my dreams,
we grow old – she still walks in beauty,
her silver highlights become silver linings…
each strand symbolizing the love we shared neath many moons.
I need a woman whose expression of love
becomes a wellspring
in the winters of my life.
I need a woman with a heart like mine,
I just wanna become best friends with my wife.
Where’s the lady in my life?
I just need the one that I can love endlessly…
Where is the one that I adore?
Beautiful Soul, come to me…
come on, let me love you a little bit;
let me show you, you’re the one my heart beats for.
Beautiful Soul, you inspire me…
the day you gave me your math,
I realized two could be one
and one could be much more.
Maybe I love you much too much;
then again, I have so much love to give
and you deserve much much more.
Maybe I’m just a hopeless romantic…
I won’t blame it on the magic in your eyes,
I won’t blame it on the warmth of your smile;
I’m not blinded by your beauty,
I’m intrigued with your allure.
I blame it on the allure.
–@StevieStreets #beautifulsoul #poem: for #thebeautifulones | Allure
03 Sunday Apr 2016
Posted in Poems, THE ROMANTICIST COLLECTION
Tags
beautiful dreamer, hopeless romantic, how do I love thee, love, moments in love, romeo & juliet, sonnet, the port of my dreams, the saddest lines ever, tonight I can write
For the same reason that sonnets were written about Laura;
like the balcony scene in Romeo & Juliet,
like the sweet sound of songbirds in duet,
I became a hopeless romantic the moment I saw her.
I never believed in love at first sight;
the day I laid eyes on her,
I became a beautiful dreamer.
I felt forever,
the first time that she appeared;
when I think about forever, she is always there.
I became an incurable romantic,
the day that she appeared;
when I romanticize about what love should look like,
impressions of her always seem to appear.
She has become The Port of my Dreams;
it’s like I’m windsurfing emotional tides,
whenever I see her.
Why do fools fall in love?
Why do birds suddenly appear?
How do I love thee?
She rocked my world,
like the striking siren
to the hapless sailor at sea.
Only her love can rescue me from this storm;
oh how I jus’ want to get lost in the magic in her eyes,
like a ship at sea.
Love, Love, Love look what you’ve done to me:
How could you…?
Why would you send me the epitome of the one I’ve searched for all my life –
and not let us be together?
Love, Love, Love when will I see you smile again?
When will I get to look into your eyes again?
Why are you still single?
Why are we not be together?
Love, Love, Love we were supposed to turn our moments in love into a couple of forevers:
How could we…? Why aren’t we…? Come back to me,
you should be here – I need to hear your laughter,
we should be together.
–@StevieStreets #thesaddestlinesever | Love, Love, Love
13 Saturday Feb 2016
Posted in Poems, THE ROMANTICIST COLLECTION
I want to see your face…
I want to listen to your silence…
I want to hear your laughter…
I want to wipe your tears…
I want to know your thoughts…
I want to know your fears…
I want to know your hopes…
I want to know your dreams…
I want to get lost in your ebony eyes…
I want to interpret your sighs…
I want to massage your mental…
I want to have you near…
I want to smell the coconut oil in your hair…
I want to feel your touch…
I want to see you smile…
Is every day asking for too much?
–@StevieStreets | Every Day
11 Thursday Feb 2016
Posted in Haiku, LIFE & LESSONS, Poems
Tags
Time – Love – Memory…
Life Counts! The value of life?
That is up to You.
–@StevieStreets | Time, Love, Memory
#codeofthestreets:
be careful how you spend your time…
time is owned by no man, it is only leased
learn to love everything…
love comes before happiness, love comes before peace
experience life, do something that’s worth retaining in your memory…
every day you should capture a Kodak moment, to say the least
24 Sunday Jan 2016
Posted in Haiku, Poems, THE IMPRESSIONIST COLLECTION
Tags
a thin line between love and hate, love, matters of the heart, my kind of crazy, why do fools fall in love?
She was so crazy…
yet still, I adored her so.
How crazy am I?!
–@StevieStreets | How Crazy Am I?!
18 Monday Jan 2016
Posted in Poems, THE ROMANTICIST COLLECTION
I’m a hopeless romantic…
I’m not lookin’ for a love,
I just need someone to reciprocate my shenanigans and antics.
Nah – I’m a realist…
I know nothing lasts forever.
I’m not lookin’ for a love,
I was thinking – maybe we could… just do stuff together.
Maybe we could go to a museum,
grab a bite to eat,
catch a movie,
or go see a play together.
I’m not lookin’ for a love;
however,
I would like to get to know you better…
I’d like to become better acquainted with the jazz hands in your eyes.
I’d like to discover the little things about you;
like – “what kind of sauce do you prefer with Chick-fil-a fries?”
I want to see your heart smile,
I want to become intimate with the windows of your eyes.
I want to read your body language,
I want to listen to your silence;
when you’re not in the mood to talk,
I want to be the one to whom you reply.
I’m a hopeless romantic…
that, I cannot deny.
I’m not lookin’ for a love,
nah – I’m looking for someone that I can call my friend.
Nah – I’m a realist…
I’m looking for someone as weird as me,
I’m looking for someone to share inside jokes with;
I’m not lookin’ for a love,
I’m looking for a friend.
I adore you,
I can’t pretend;
and even if I tried to hide it,
I know you would know better.
I’m not lookin’ for a love;
however,
I would like to get to know you better…
I can’t promise you matrimony,
I can’t foresee forever…
yeah – I was cold as ice,
however,
you make my heart melt;
don’t make plans for tonight,
I’ve made reservations for tonight..
I want to look into your eyes under the moonlight.
I don’t know what forever looks like;
what I know for sure is –
I’m not those guys that hurt you,
they aint deserve you…
this is the beginning of a beautiful life.
I’ve made plans to take you on 18,250 first dates;
fifty years from now,
I want to look back a say:
“my beautiful wife and I have enjoyed so many magical moments in life, together.
She was through with love,
I wasn’t lookin’ for a love;
nevertheless, we became friends
and decided to just do life together.”
Yeah – I know, I said I wasn’t lookin’ for a love;
haha – you caught that,
I figured you would –
that’s why I love you, so whatever…
One thing’s for certain;
there’s no place that I’d rather be
than in your company…
As far as I can see;
when I find you,
we’ll always be together.
I’m not lookin’ for a love;
nah – I’m looking for a beautiful soul that I can converse with,
not just tonight – but the rest of my life,
I’m looking for that “the very thought of you” makes each day better.
I’m not lookin’ for a love;
nah – I’m looking for a beautiful surprise,
I’m looking for that wonderful weirdness when I look into your eyes,
I’m looking for a friendship that I could cherish for life,
I’m looking for my best friend forever.
Yeah – I’m not lookin’ for a love;
I’m looking for my best friend,
my best friend forever,
my best friend forever…
someone who could give me something much more than love,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…
someone who could give me love,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…
someone who I could love,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…
someone who knows that I’m not chasing every woman I see,
my best friend,
my best friend forever…
I need someone that knows the real me,
I just need a best friend,
I just need a best friend forever…
I’m not lookin’ for a love;
I’m looking for the little things,
I’m lookin’ for my best friend,
my best friend forever,
my best friend forever…
–@StevieStreets | Not Lookin’ For A Love
28 Monday Dec 2015
I am so foolish…
“Foolish enough to give love
another try?” Why?!
–@StevieStreets #lunacy | Foolishness
10 Thursday Dec 2015
Posted in Poems, THE ROMANTICIST COLLECTION
Tags
Her eyes had a hurt behind them that I wanted to hug.
Her smile revealed a pain that told me “she falls deeply in love.”
Everyone that knew her told me “don’t waste your time, she is through with love.”
Everything about her was telling me “she is not through with love.”
I could tell she’s met love, yet she never knew love.
I could tell she’s given love, yet she has never been loved.
Then there was that day –
the day that I said “hello beautiful,”
as I simultaneously thought of giving her a hug.
She didn’t reply,
she smiled – and stood there – lovely as a summer’s day.
She must’ve read my mind, as she stepped towards my way;
my eyes must have given it away –
‘cause that day – she put her arms out, to give me a hug.
My heart smiled – I smiled,
wrapped my arms around her – and whispered:
“I’d always imagined what it would be like to feel love.”
That day was such a lovely day – if I may say;
that day was the day – love came my way,
that day was the day – I embraced love.
I smelled roses that day – it was such a beautiful day.
I remember the day; it was such an unforgettable day –
the day love bloomed my way…
love, peace, and happiness were abloom in hug.
Oh it was such a lovely day – that day;
I remember the day; it was such an unforgettable day –
the day love bloomed my way…
the ice water in my veins began to precipitate happiness
as my heart began to melt in the presence of her glow;
I knew I’d never want to let her go, as her eyes greeted me aglow with love.
That day, I smelt roses in the room – and I embraced love.
–@StevieStreets | I Embraced Love
