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Have I ever held you oh so tight until you thought we where one no I haven’t ,no I haven’t Have I ever kiss you, oh so long until you thought eternity was near no I haven’t ,no I haven’t You must have some special love when I haven’t lov
Forgive me, woman! I plead to thee; Hence not in lewdness I stare at thee. For thine beauty has Arrested my attesnion Likith no other, for which I have no understanding; Why hast thou bewildered me? Forgive me, woman! As I shout the P
arrows through the moon she wept secrets in garden never kept tell by twist of winds adept seeds of thought had swept and colors beneath the earth had slept like the gods of Pandora's dreams in painted flowers
Late night encounters...
Falling in love.....
A quick write on one of my favourite topics inspired by Mizzy4 challenge to get us writing again .
This Poem Is Good.. Good For Body.. Good For Heart.. Good For Mind.
Te Amo Christinan Amor Vincit Omnia...
I gazed across the fields and skies wondering are you looking at the same sunset, Can you see that beautiful star? Do the sparkling little diamonds look the same from where you are? Do you know that I am looking can you feel me in your min
Sitting on the train Sunshine comforts my shadow Reflects no ordinary plain I’m teasing my halo Piercing out my soul’s window A valentine’s maestro The seat animates my trance The sky is broken up In a vibrant dance Like a sees breeze S
TO MY SWEET HEART : - Without your kind care I am as stranger in this world and my life become without title or essential meaning and my heart became as an candle burn to end cause your heart is my only safe peace place in this world .
Today will be a memory yesterday is a memory drifting away memories turn into tears, tearing me apart. Traveling down the memory lane is all black 'n white. Traveling down the memory lane with my eyes filled with tears. You are but
a knock at her door she opens, please come in I expected you, a week ago now where the hell you been? you said that you loved me only and you left me here, so lonely you turned your back on me you're not the man, I hoped you'd be he said, g
Meeting in the middle of love.
welcome back Jazzy!
Love is such a beautiful thing!
from a grateful heart...a grateful wife...
came for moments - disappeared I typed for hours U didnt respond for 6-7 days So intense in your own Unfinished business left behind Didn't finish what u started Ugh!
scarlet in Autumn eyes like flakes of gold through September sky's where harvest lies thickening fields of the wise as the sickle of moon does turn by kith or seasons learn for soon Octobers horse will burn by pulling the chariots prize and e
Adept Creation</B><BR> <BR> You, for love of whom I am become<BR> as new-dug clay<BR> Mold me...<BR> With the waters & the wheel of yourself shape my soul,<BR> for it is yours.<BR> <BR> You, for love of whom I am become<BR> as uncut wood<BR>
He set sail for the royal port, Upon Caribbean seas... Her comely face his attention caught And the sails filled with breeze, No pirate was he, But a gentleman captain In search of his destiny... A sickled moon prepared to thrust Through an
she moves like the memory of love softly though night on clouds above and where her dancing feet might fall rain spreads on earth a waters shawl where muses of staccato tongue speaking soft syllables before day has begun can you see her mo
Voices keep on pounding my brain 'Don't want her so badly' But I'd rather kneel at her feet than live life so sadly She's got the touch I adore And when she's in my arms I only want more She's the heart of my soul my my life and my love
Wrote this in the course of completing my first fiction novel "Chalice" after a lucid dream in which I was reminded of a vow I had made early in life and was called upon to live/embody it. "Sometimes being a Knight of the Grail is tough."
HE MUST B GOOD LOOKING AND SINCER.
The full moon has always been an inspiration for lovers...yes?
this is my story and many others too!
My Sunday morning poem..Thanks for reading and Happy Sunday!!!
Standing face to face in the vortex of her smile She peals away my power to resist She reads me like a dusty old book, her slender fingers stroking the forgotten chapters of my heart I breathe a deep sigh of surrender and pray she is mercif
This poems is all about love and desire. :)
Am I an Artist who writes Poetry or a Poet who Paints?
Oh the spring flight of the soul soars across mystic skies and the heart bathes in the moon light. When the journey of two begins with the morning dew,where the womb of time is infinite. Complex in simplicity two souls gracefuly dance,where heaven w
There goes the neighborhood....lol
i just finish it , hope the poets here like it
Dreaming of what could be !!!!!
waiting
you know me... random as always, what do ya guys think? :)
This poem is off the cd The Coldest Summer Ever. I've been inspired to write about love from the Most High. Hope you like it. Peace and blessings be unto you all. Phreeyomind
Love is like the passages of time; each day like a piece of wood placed on the fire. Enjoy the heat!
Looking for love...In all the wrong places...
I really beleive that I will fly with the Eagles when my time on earth ends
Be my crash I'll be your mistake Fall with me So we both can break Break my heart Give me things to fear Cloud my head Until my thoughts aren't clear Be my tragedy And you'll never be affraid So crash with me Let's go down and burn Fa
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