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Rosa

Like a flower that blossoms in the wind
Her petals flowing and grasping life
And holding on to her faith
Like there was no tomorrow

Her aura, presence and beauty
Her awareness of who she can be
Who she wants to be
And who she will become

Her spoken word
Her interesting and intriguing mind
Her passion for conversation
And her strive for honesty

A lady of physical beauty
A girl that deserves respect
In all aspects of her life
For it is she; who holds the key

Within her essence, there is a presence
Of a soulful and loyal human being
Her joyous smile would warm your heart
And make your dreams become real

Her free spirit is genuine just like a dare
Her pride and self awareness
Her personality and intelligence
Just proves; she cares

For it is I who has witnessed all of this, on many an occasion.

01/09/2022 ©

Kindred spirits can’t remain apart.
All the land and seas cannot divide.
Remnants of our former we still are.
Rarest gems must not be cast aside.
Our fate is written in the stars.
Love I’ve felt for you I cannot hide.

Lovely you, your skin your eyes and hair.
Everything for you I’d do I swear.
Vast, deep, through to marrow, bone,
Years pass my love you’ve always known.

I will,

Love you until,
One day past eternity,
Verse and chapter, through adversity and
Every day after.

U!

N New Year ahead of us
E Ever thought what to do,
W We must bury the past,ring in the new.
Y Year full of hopes to come true
E Evening rolls into night
A All celebrate to see the old year out
R Rallying round a bonfire,singing,dancing.


Here's to a wonderful New Year All CS poets, hope all your dreams do come true.

I'm.no strange to love lost
It has no quarrels with me
No mercy at there feet
Just relentless no dates
Not even.the tide would take me out.......
So I plod along my.merry way
Nothing to show for my.life just pain
I will go.now and bury.my head
Among the pages of my.book
For reading diverts all my pain
I.will soon laugh

E ternally reaching outwards
T o the edge of the cosmos
E nsuring complete awareness
R egarding everything that is
N otwithstanding any time frame
I n the cosmic scheme of things
T hat pervades the complete spectrum
Y ielding to infinite absolute Eternity

I am not a poet but feel like I want to write one.
I am not a singer , but feel like I want to sing a song.
I am not a musician but feel like I want to play a musical instrument.
I am not an author but feel like I want to write a book.
I am not a magician but feel like i want to do magic.

I pause here and think that if I carry on like this ,
This will be even more boring and long.!

I want to do lots of things but I don’t know how .
Actually I can’t do much but to envy others for the talents they possess.
They share their talents and brightens our lives,
Brings a smile to our faces,
Makes us think ,
Makes us curious .

I am not a poet, so why am I writing this in this forum.
I am not a poet and this is not a poetry.

We”ve all heard the old adage “ you don’t succeed. Try, Try, again.
“ unfortunately, that phrase leaves quite a bit out for many of us in today’s day and age. What if don’t try to begin with? What if we’re so afraid of failure that we convince ourselves that trying at all is a
failure, and falilure we’re not willing to cope with? What if we are so accustomed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that we are
So acccustoumed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that
We look to everyone, everywhere for help we don’t actually need we look to everyone, everywhere for we don’t actually need in the first place? So many of us (and I am guilty of this to) believe in the order to accomplish something, we have to find someone who better at it than we are-someone smarter, wiser, more elo-Quentin,
funnier, stronger, whatever-er. What a tragedy, this Asking for help
Is one of the most important lessons we learn as we age knowing when we are at the limts of ourselves, be it knowledge, skill, or understanding. However, knowing when not to ask for help is one
of the most important lessons we learn as we age, knowing when
we are for help skill, or understanding,However knowing when not
is a talent that carries just as much weight. We learn through, fail-
ures, some large, some small, and they shape us into the people we become. Without these unfortunate, vital, valleys in our lives become.we can never truly reach the peaks that can follow, without learning from our own mistakes, painfully acquired along
the route of attempt, we cannot learn where we went where went wrong, we let slip though our fingers, how to improve. We are handcuffed fear of failure, stuck motionsless and petrified, believing we require so much more than ourselves to be what we should, to try

*W*hen children are born it's a wonderous thing.
*H*earing it's cry opens mothering love.
*E*very new heartbeat reminds us of spring.
*N*ew life, new hope from creator above.

*A*nyone being there, around this place

*C*herishes memories, stores more to last.
*H*oarding the smile of an innocent face,
*I*nter-relating with memories past.
*L*earning to know a wind-grin from a smile
*D*eepens the contact and makes us feel great.

*I*n these deep moments we all have a while
*S*miling and cooing to try and translate.

*B*ut all the laughter and joy that we know
*O*pens in us 'cause a child made it so.
*R*ight at the start when it made our heart sing,
*N*obody questioned this feeling of love

*I*f we looked closer it would make our heads ring
*T*o know what a treasure we've got from above.

*I*n wiser moments, that sweet little face
*S*orts our soul-searching, erases our past.

*A*ll of our failings will go to a place,

*M*ended by one little smile that is vast.
*I*n one split second they cure us of bile,
*R*ages are buried and anger can wait.
*A*fter a while we just echo that smile,
*C*ured and forgetting all thought that was hate.
*L*et us give thanks for this wonder, and know
*E*very miracle child helps us grow.

Touch...

with his lips to my mouth,

with his hands to my skin,

with your being my will.

Steal

from my mouth hot kisses,

from my skin the burning desire,

of my wanting to deliver it.

Cover ...

my mouth delights,

my skin of malice,

my wanting only of sins.

Bring on...

on his lips the poison,

in his hands the obscene,

in your being my pleasure.

I need to ...

from my racing heart,

of my drunken body

the presence of you.

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O ther singles who are also searching
N ew relationships to share their loving
N othing ventured, nothing gained is the saying
E ven now, someone on you may be waiting
C ontact the one who arouses your feeling
T his site offers you the chance of meeting
I nternational folks who are looking
N o one can tell what the future may bring
G o ahead, pick someone, start e-mailing