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Poems...words as symbols, feelings in phrase, Moments captured...memories in my hands. |
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At the sunrise
My lady rise and drift from dreams Shining beauty, new day serene With love bestowed a tender kiss Lips warm my heart in morning bliss.
A touch, like breath, on skin so fair Trace cheek to neck, then through your hair Draw near my dear, my gentle love In peaceful embrace set free this dove.
My body singing softly, in love's arms I fly High unto heaven, with an angel I lie! Oh blessed darling, these glad tears forgive At this sunrise my love it's for you that I live. |
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Make good today
In the morning when the sun comes through my window, Warm light reveals an awakened form upon the bed.
Lightly breathing, still at rest with eyes wide open, Last night's dreams considered as a new day begins.
Lying, waiting for inspiration, smolder rises to a flame, Burn inside and move my heart, push the wheels in motion.
The time I lost in idleness as sunlight passed away, Has returned through my window that I make good today. |
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For a time, in her arms
Innocently, as evening tarried Passion took me in her arms To love's sweet bliss I was carried Intoxicated with her charms.
For a time, entirely consumed Her warm body, scent and taste An urgent strength, our desires attuned Her hungry mouth no want to waste.
Lips pressed tight, as though forever The moist warm air of each shared breath To pull away my soul will never But this mortal man would stay 'til death.
Unburdened as I kissed her neck Fair skinned angel whispered my name And ran her arms around my back With empassioned grip unrestrained.
Secured in my love's arms that night A fool to break with her embrace I wish to cage myself from flight Never to take the smile from her face.
An eternity to hold that night Of love, my heart knows her alone Her touch has wiped them all away Pretenders to my passion's throne. |
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Open eyes
The stars are many, through eons glow Mans life is short, but it he knows
No object thinks about it's being But open eyes live by seeing |
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