In a Perfect World

In a perfect world we would be sharing a warm sunny day
Watching a bird on a telephone-poll taking in the rays.
Kissing and hugging,
Laughing and cuddling.
This is what I wish would be
My perfect world is you and me.

by KF
© copyright 2011~ Wednesday, March 23rd.
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
I was inspired by a special love of mine.
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He Lights My Fire

He Lights My Fire
Author TenderBabe

He lights my fire
my heart beats messages saying he’s so fine
Being my heart’s desire
and in my book he’s regarded as sublime

Having hooked up online
This man who kisses with Liberian air
Warm lips of perfect design
Causing my Sagittarius Moon to flare

It takes air to keep fire burning
The chemistry is ideal
Which keeps a tender heart yearning
He is very real

Both hearts feeling something is there
There are no walls
Between him and her is flare
As the passion calls

This fire is a happy dance indeed.
Two souls in sync
Making music in perfect harmony
Their euphoric hearts link

He lights my fire
My heart beats messages saying he’s so fine
Being my heart’s desire
And in my book he’s regarded as sublime


About this poem:
This poem is about an awesome man.
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Posted: Mar 2013
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The Song in My Heart

The song I would write is written in my heart. I feel in my heart, a love so strong …A heart that cries joy and a world of peace. The song I would write would be of a love so strong it would…Move a mountain. Move the sea. It would be felt across the Universe. We have nothing but the world of living to look forward to.

The world is a place to live and love. Through the experience of living we shall live in a world of giving a chance to see beyond the horizons of a never ending nor dying power. One that only need be thought of as a power of love.

My dream is of the song of love and I would write my song in the way that I describe. A love so strong that it would move a mountain; work the miracles that only our loving God can do.

Could this love be ours?
A prayer of Love can evolve into reality. Words so beautiful that not a soul would desire to leave the prayer to the followers.
Now is the time to follow?
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this poem in 1986. I felt like I needed to write this.
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