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The Poetry of
Terri Lyn Stanfield
Ever True

I hole you close
I need you near
Slay my dragons
And soothe my fears
Your strength is mine
Your love, my rock
I so treasure
What we have got
You're all to me
I love you so
It's such a gift
For me to know
Your love for me
Is just so true
You make that plain
In all you do
When thunder rolls
You hold me tight
Whisper to me
That it's all right
When you come home
So beaten down
I hold you near
Erase your frown
I don't worry
When we're apart
I know that you
Won't break my heart
Though many try
To turn your head
Your heart is true
And so, instead
Of wasting time
With jealousy
I revel in
Your love for me
You complete me
As I do you
Our love is real
And ever true


Terri Lyn Stanfield
1/4/2002
One Look

You just look at me
And my heart starts to pound
You don't have to say a word
My breath catches in my throat
And I am filled with wanting
As you slowly walk toward me
I feel as if my legs will no longer support my weight
And when you touch me
The feelings that run through me make me weak
When you take me in your arms
I begin my ascent to heaven
Together we climb the heights
And when I reach that place that only you can take me to
I look deep into your eyes
And it starts all over again


Terri Lyn Stanfield
12/17/2001
Killer Cuisine

I try to eat right
I really do
But my will power
Keeps falling through
My mama's cooking
Just calls to me
But this has to stop
There has to be
Some kind of vaccine
That I could get
To make me immune
Something to whet
My ability to
Just say no
To all those dishes
That I love so
Her Southern cooking
Should be a sin
It's beyond compare
I just can't win
The smells, delicious
The taste, sublime
From home made dressing
To pecan pie
I shouldn't eat it
My doc says so
And it's no secret
My mama knows
But she keeps cooking
Same as always
And though it tastes good
It's me that pays
My blood pressure's up
The pills don't help
And I am slowly killing myself
I have got to stop
Some way, some how
No more excuses
I must start now

Terri Lyn Stanfield
12/6/2001
Psychopath

I feel the blood rushing through my veins
Anticipation has me on edge
Jumping at noises in the night
Listening for just the right one
Eager for a confrontation
Knowing one is shortly forthcoming
I stand hear in this darkened alley
Awaiting that one unknowing soul
That solitary set of footsteps
That foolish person out all alone
And when that sweet sound comes to my ears
I will pounce on my prey for tonight
Their fear feeding my hunger
Giving me a high that no drug can
Their pain will be my pleasure
Their pleas for mercy music to my ears
And as they screams turn into whimpers
I will slink back into the darkness
The beast inside me sated�.for now


Terri Lyn Stanfield
12/6/2001
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