| Some of my poems | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| April 7, 2004 If You Wish If you wish My heart would be yours If you wish My body I would give If you wish My soul you would own If you wish My life I bury my face in your hair Head on your shoulder Feeling your warmth Your love A gift from God My Angel from Heaven Chantilly clings to me For days filling me A lifetime filling my dreams Wanting forever Together To grow old with you In my life A home together A lifetime of love Then beyond, past life Eternity together with God He put us together, and He will carry us Together Forever If you wish |
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| 8/12/04 5:30pm Eternity For Angelina I want to lay you down in sheet's of everlasting love Forever, awakening in the sunshine of your eyes Our love take's velvet wing, Pheonix from the ashes of pain And, across the universe it flies I want to dwell in your kiss, the devine kiss of angels Till my heart rejoices, and my soul joyfully cries I want to spend an eternity with you, till the stars in heaven fall, and the night forever take's the sky's |
April 7, 2004 I Was There I was there When you cried My shoulder I gave to you You shed a storm of tears over him Overwhelming was your love Your patience Your trust and loyalty shunned His back was all you saw Your pain physical, like a sickness Making you ill I was there Picking up the pieces, mending, holding Making you whole again Guiding you through the darkness Now I am there Yet Your pain makes you insecure You think I will hurt you too Leave you Find another to give my love to Taking away my friendship Tearing apart what I helped to mend You never have to worry For My love is yours forever My friendship like a river, forever flowing Your love a light, guiding me through eternity I am not him I am here like I was there |
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| Hidden Love For Angel June 3, 2004 Friends That's how it started We talked for hours, laughing, telling stories Helping each other through troubles and pain You with him, me with her Yet Deep inside, I loved you My love a flame engulfing me Falling Love at first sight Wishing for mor Secretly wanting, you, me, us Wanting to hold you, love you, more My love for you building Yet I had to hide it, conceal it Covering it with friendly chat and laughter Desire My need for you Endless thoughts, dreams Floooding my mind, my body Fantasies of you, me, us Nights together filled with passion Burning into the sunrise Yet I push them aside, knowing you don't feel The same A friend is what I am Someone to be there, comforting, holding There is no passion for me in your body, soul Friendship, trust is what you give I don't complain So I'm there, holding you, loving your from afar Tormented by my need for you Pushing it into the shadows Waiting Dreaming of the day you come to me It starts with a look, a kiss, a knowing touch The beginning, love evolves A ring, I do, eternity together A suprise Admission that yes, you've been hiding too Your desire, your love for me there From the beginning Yet Fearful of the hurt from the past Afraid of that final step, fearful of love, passion The future, you, me, us The fear dissapears in love, beauty, one night Two bodies, two souls, merged into one Till death do us part, then together Till the end of time |
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| Feb 21'st, 2004 7:00am Sunrise My Special Friend By David Wilkinson For Angelina with love. darkness you are there my special friend our hearts together warm fuzzies light our nights snuggling under warm blankies funny stories giggled into pillows a light snore with a whispered I love you time goes by words aren't needed smiling as sleep takes us listening to you breath my heart melts sunrise thinking of you the birds are singing light streaming through windows lovingly searching wanting to touch your face your hair to embrace you gaze at you as you drift into sleep yet a country away you still lie in the darkness the sun races to carry me to you miles may seperate us my special friend but we'll share the dawn with our souls |
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| From Argus. (Northwestern State University's literary magazine. 1988 The Dancer the dancer awaits her chance twirling peroiettes on hardwood floor she wants to be the best her coach watching he wants her to be the best for him her parents watching they want her to be the best for them God is watching she hopes she wants Him to see her suffer she has to be the best so many people want for her they want He wants she wants the best |
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| 1988: Joy love two calling reaching joining together one pushing twisting climbing exploding still sleep love |
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| An e card I made for my boo Angel. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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