LOVE POEMS

Love Haiku 1
by Sara McGoodwin
Romance Goddess
Ashland, OR

Close my lips hover
Where your neck curves to shoulder
I inhale your heat.

White Canvas

by Ian Baard
(Torpoint UK)

♫♫.•*•.White Canvas.•*•.♫♫
Angel eye`s ,My love.
Isa 1:18 ~ "Come now,
let us reason together," Says the LORD,
"Though your sins are like scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow;
Though they are red like crimson,
They shall be as wool.
I look at you~ Now a White Canvas,
Love has many hue`s & colors,
I am the painter tell me what you want.
Red ,Scarlet & Blue`s of the roses
Yellow`s purple`s, Lilac`s too
floral field`s of blossom`s
Green the fields and harmony,
Sweetness has its hue`s,
You are beauty, purity & Romance
warmth of heart, Sapphire Blue
to portray a beautiful Angel.
a canvas of white to paint.
new creation; old things have,
passed away; behold, all things,
have become new.
Soft colors of your eyes,
Deep colors of your passion,
Gentle textures of your skin ,
beautiful Sparkling Crystal eyes.
Colors mix, a romantic blend
a perfect vision of loveliness
they are you my Love.
I love you Angel eye`s
I am your painter tell me My Love
How to portray a beautiful Angel.
It's you my love,
You are the masterpiece,
You are the work of art.
A White Canvas To Portray
A Beautiful Angel
I Love You

Scarlet & Blue..

by Ian baard
(Torpoint UK)

Of the many roses on earth,
spring blooms for her, many types.
Came a rose like no other,
a rose so beautiful, like no other,
Her color & hue so lovingly pure,
deeply scarlet & Blue, softly textured
perfectly formed bud gently opening
one came for my heart & Soul to capture.
Variety of many, Scarlet & Blues most beautiful form,
different smells upon the air, I Drank my fill,
my breath.your sweet Fragrance to embrace,
a breathless moment stolen, softly textured
my eye came to rest Upon your lovely form
and caused a desires storm, breathlessly lost
her beauty such of all the other roses,
caused my love, for them, loves death..
for there is only on rose, only you....
With a love for the rose, all my strength,
all my youth i sought to find, such a rose as you
in lands of kings, queens, woman and men,
Afar over mountains & Streams, fields..
this rose alone I searched for at all lengths.
She alone, her and only her, no other..
I will for no other, search to love again.
the end of loves sweet search, for me,,
Upon your Lovely form My Gaze did fall.
now my heart has been captured .
Lost for all eternity, embraced, captivated
by a lovely rose of deeply Scarlet & Blue..
Princess I Love You

Dreams Of Reality

by Ian Baard
(Torpoint UK)

Dreams Of Reality
From the depths of..
a dark Lonely & weary wet Nite.
Your Friendship Beacons,as a light.
The warm soft, yellow orange glow.
shrouded in the swirling mists of rain & Nite.
Beacons like an invite to warmth,to rest.
drawing ever closer,
the glow, turns to a fiery warmth of flames.
Flikering , in the Nites breath.
encouraged, by your love.
I Reach out , touching your friendship.
Suddenly, the doors,to your heart open.
The Veil of the Nite Vanishes.
The rain stops,
the nite breath stills its swirling eddies.
the fiery flames of your friendship.
Wrap there arms around me,
Drying me,warming my very heart,
Bringing Hope & shelter.
From The depths Of..
a Dark Lonely & weary Wet Nite.

Love flower

by kapardeli Eftichia
(Greece -Patra)

Αγάπης λουλουδάκι

Από τις χαραμάδες
και τις σχισμές της ψυχής
να ανασαίνει βαθειά το φως
ένα … κρινάκι θα δεις

Στο λουλούδι της αγάπης
που φιλοξενώ
γλυκά του μιλώ
ολομόναχο… το πρωί
νυσταγμένο… το γλυκοφιλώ

Στη βροχή γυμνό μένει
στης αστραπής την λάμψη
Το λουλουδάκι μου τον ήλιο
να το ζεστάνει… περιμένει

Αν σε ρωτήσουν
μην τους πεις το μυστικό
Το λουλούδι της αγάπης…
… όταν θα είναι καιρός
… κρυφά θα σου το δώσω
Την καρδιά που πονά
για σένα
να ελευθερώσω

Love flower

From the cracks
and crannies of the soul
to breathe deeply light
... a lily will see

In the flower of love
hosting
sweet talk
all alone in the morning ...
sleepy ... the Mary

The rain left naked
Stis lightning shine
My flower sun
To warm up ... waiting

If they ask
not to say the secret
The flower of love ...
... When it is time
... Hidden will give it to you
The heart that hurts
for you
to free

If I were a Sculptor

by Ian Baard
(Torpoint UK)

•❀••..*•❀••..*•❀••..*
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were a Sculptor,& i am.
it’s you I would shape.
A Perfectly cut Sapphire
Your Deep Blue Fire Sparkle`s
shades of blue, swirling flame`s
perfect dew drop`s sparkle
your Pretty depth`s to un`veil
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were a Painter,& i am.
it’s you I would paint.
A white canvas of purity
of heaven`s colors & Hue`s
shades of pastel`s & brilliance
your beauty to un`veil
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were a Singer,of melody
to you I would sing, praise`s
Of the feelings inside me,
that your love brings.
an early morning dawn`s
perfect song`s of praise
an evening`s dance of
romance , poetry in motion
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were a Healer, & I am.
it’s you I would heal.
your tear`s to kiss away
your pain to share & heal.
butterfly kisse`s to caress
your lovely body to massage
your pretty hand to hold
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were a Knight, & i am.
it’s you I would rescue.
your lovely Heart to capture
your sweet lip`s to caress,
a kiss of heaven`s delight.
a fair maidens heart to hold.
my life for her i give
my sword in her Honor,
i would use, to defend,
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were a Poet,& i am.
to you I would write.
But words won’t explain,
what you mean in my life.
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were a Christian,& I am
it’s God I Do give Glory & thank`s
A Perfect Gift Of Friendship & Love
my Heart to heal of it`s Shadow`s
to remove, a fire to light in my Heart
For your love overcomes me,
as a river bursts bank.
a cascading waterfall of love
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿
If I were an eagle,
to you I would fly,
One love – together,
two Hearts Beating as one
our love never to die…
for we are eternal, my love
a perfect vision of an Angel
✿¸. •°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°• .¸¸✿

unfolding panorama

by Ian Baard
(Torpoint UK)

our wings spread wide to catch
the warm thermals up draft
as we see the unfolding panorama
of life spread like the earth far below
over mountains & streams, above the fields
let us fly my love on the warm thermals of love
our two hearts forever beating as one
of your sweet love I Would Cherish
come my lover let us fly,
lets reach for heaven Wide n High
on the power of loves wings
our wings spread wide to catch
the warm thermals up draft
as we see the unfolding panorama
of life spread like the earth far below
over mountains & streams, above the fields
let us fly my love on the warm thermals of love
our two hearts forever beating as one

The way you touch

by Ian Baard
(Torpoint UK)

The way you touch my soul,
I wonder if I am dreaming..
Your lips the essence of an Angel`s Love
gardens that are brightly arrayed,
Come to me, a heavenly fragrance,
Your lip`s & kiss`s taste as sweet as nectar
as a silver moon in the beautiful night,
a shadow of silence,speaks so loudly
Come to me, heart`s that have wing`s,
fly to my love, Let me bask in your smile,
Life of sweetness your heart
takes away my inner foes,
Come, come to me, my heart`s call to your`s
Thy sweetness with the kiss and lips of a Princess
scarlet & Blue fragrance of romance & Rose`s.
Sometimes my Angel eye`s,
I want to hold you so gentle,
As a flower that blossoms in my heart,
Kisses of softness all over,
Warmth of my heart for you...

Sometimes I just want to Gaze at you,
to drink the fountain of your Spirit & Beauty
Your beauty, the sweetness of your heart,
A cuddling of our hearts together,
Man and woman,
You and me,
A flower and the garden...

Always..not sometimes,
I love you....

My lady`s dance

by Ian Baard
(Torpoint UK)

See my lady in my world,
Eyes set on your majesty, your grace,
My little dancer moves with a soft melody,
The music almost as beautiful as your pretty face.
your beautiful voice a melody
sing`s to my soul , a smile of the heart

Moons above glisten upon her eyes,
A dream as you dance around,
With a subtle smile coming
from your body`s graceful movements,
Telling my heart love is faithfully found.

I hear your steps,gently fall
I feel your eye`s looking at me,
I see love moving on the dance floor,
I hear your soft whispers of delight
by your lovely hands, a soft tender caress
your body speaks of love, romance & your beauty,
You Sing & Dance Beautifully my Love
My lady, the most gentle lady dancing in all the lands.
See my lady in my world,
Eyes set on your majesty, your grace,
My little dancer moves with a soft melody,
The music almost as beautiful as your pretty face.

yoked by Jacki London

by jacki london
(New Bern, NC USA)

Yoked

it seemed as though
i remembered you from
the beginning of time
as my soul, again
danced from the melodies
of your sweet nothin's
i knew that it was you
when the moon shined
into your fiery eyes
making my heart ignite
into drops of blood
that dripped to your every command
just as before
i knew that it was you
when i felt the laughter
of your conniving voice
consume my body
only to chill my spirit
i remembered
i knew you from before
i glimpsed to search the secrets of your soul
but
i became entangled
by the mystical aroma
of your breath
that whispered
do you remember me
it was then
that I bit into your lips
to see if i'd remember
but the glare of vagueness
eluded my every thought
I imagined to remember
but just as before
I was yoked
by the taste of cherries
that sweetly melted onto me as though it was hot red lava
it seduced by mind ~ then...
I knew that it was you
as I blinked my eyes
I looked at your feet
only to see footprints
pointing to the unknown
then I remembered
just as before
I dreamed a dream
before its time

(authored by Jacki London)

" I Crave for You " By Harold Palmer .

by Harold Palmer
(Austin, Texas USA)

Last night as you sleep, I thought of your silken skin pressing hungrily into my eager flesh.

In the heat of the moment, your presence, within my thoughts , delighted me, tempted me, and aroused me, beyond my Ken....

I crave for you.

I crave for you ... like a Moose in heat..at mating time....

I crave for you,...with the passion of the Salmon, returning from the Sea, swimming up river....in order to spawn ...fighting against the odds... driven on by the naughtiness of nature

I crave for you...like a drowning man ...in need of air ...to breathe...

I crave for you ....like a love - sick teenager ..., waiting with bated breath for the one he loves...

Yes!, Beloved , last night as you sleep, I craved for you ...like a caged soul, in need of a fix.

I craved for you, only you and you alone....

Secret love by Peter Sellie

by Peter
(Charlottesville V.A)

I WATCH YOU WALK BY EVERY DAY
WITH HOPES YOU WILL LOOK MY WAY
MY MIND WONDERS A PLACE THAT WE ARE TOGETHER
HOLDING YOU IN MY ARMS FOREVER
YOU’RE GONE AND I’M STUCK WITH ONLY THE DREAM
WHEN THEY ASK ME WHAT I SEE IN YOU I SAY
YOU’RE SWEET AND PRETTY YOU’RE A LITTLE CRAZY TOO
A WOMAN YOU’RE A MOM
YOU’RE SMILE CAN BRING SUNSHINE ON THE DARKEST DAY
YOU’RE SMART AND WITTY YOU’RE MY FRIEND
I CAN THINK OF A THOUSAND WAYS TO TELL HOW I FEEL
A THOUSAND WHYS NOT TO
SO I GO ON LIVING WITH THESE THOUGHTS IN IN MY HEAD
AND THIS PAIN IN MY HEART

Your love, I plead (by oscar Ntwatwa kizito)

by oscar Ntwatwa Kizito
(Uganda , kampala, lugazi)

To your looks, I admit fooled,
A charming, intoxicating,
Shrilling more than all music round,
A passion sickening my soul to born,
Putting my spirit to test;
Yet I luck the steps quick to peruse,
From my horse high plucked,
A beggar and singer of flatteries reduced,
O, my lady, reduce not my plea,
Before men, I am mighty and feared,
My heart’s meaning, in my eyes study,
From your mastered scrawl, my script weigh,
Upon defers, I have tripled,
If my words mean silly in seeming,
Upon my mighty victories judge,
From your lips, let sweet music play,
To earn me the victory not of war but love,
Whatever, you will of me, I shall perform,
Giving you the honour of a man’s own to control,

Caressing to Cindy’s Cadence-- by Marc L. Keller

by Marc Lee Keller
(Pana, IL USA)

Thine lips so red I cross a desert trek no less,

Only in your kiss do I such refreshment find,

Wings of erotic pleasures as they bolster souls,

I choose to lounge amid their warm entangled vines.



None has known how deep the love your offer’s well,

Nor caverns bright with lighted torch the haunts concealed,

But hands we clenched and ventured to what eyes were blind,

No less than our Utopian world has been revealed.

MY TRUE FEELINGS FOR YOU

by DANIEL ADAMS
(GHANA)

MY TRUE FEELINGS FOR YOU .

Only a tree can tell the number of
Leaves on it branches
Only the beach can tell the number
Of sand at it bank
No one but i alone can tell the
Number of feelings i have for you
My love for you outnumber the
Grains of sand at the beach
My love for you counts more
Than both hanging and falling leaves
My love for you is priceless
My love for you is countless
My love for you is limitless.
I love you

YOUR LOVE

by DANIEL ADAMS
(GHANA)

YOUR LOVE


Your love is a love
That i cannot resist
It flows through my veins
Floats through my mind
Soften my spirit
And melt in my heart
Until the heavens fall
Until the moon speaks
Until the stars shine in the day
Until a mountain moves
I can never
And could never
And will never
And would never
And shall never
Stop loving you

special one

by jason
(redfern)

ae are you there?
looking me with fear
there's something you want to share
but are you ready dear?
are you ready to make love
touch my heart and go through it
close your eyes and feel it
touch it and seal it
its all yours and only yours
i love you my love
i love you my life
that's only a word i got that care for fear
that's only a reason i cheer

Please never tell me...

by Olga
(Moscow)

Please never tell me I am yours,
I am not your car and not your house,
I am not a game or sweets or parrot
Please just do need sometimes me near...
Please never think that I am bad
And never be to me so cruel!
You break my heart which loving you!
You' killing me by your insouciance!
Forgive me all mistakes and harm,
Forgive me that I won't love cover!
I wanna see with you sunrise
As many times as we deserve.

YOUTH STAR

by Kapardeli eftichia
(Greece-Patra)

YOUTH STAR



Youth star
hidden in the clouds
dripping
milk and honey

In all white water
the day
The honey-colored thy beauty
spring paradise


When the first Sun
will rise above
of the passage
the messenger of love
be born

In the fertile land
a flower
many treatments
without
first looks, you!!!!

GIVE LOVE TO WHO LOVE YOU NO MATER WHAT HAPPEN GIVE LOVE

by VINCO
(GHANA ,ACCRA)

Forever in your arms

Dearest Love,

As you sit there, hard at work, I want you to know that I am thinking of you. Every letter I type is written with love. Every thought that crosses my mind is of you. Every dream I have when I close my eyes is of holding you close to me.

You are the world that I want to live in. You are the hope that makes my will to live, even stronger. You are the breath of air I wish to breathe endlessly. You are the song that I hum to myself and the music that plays in my mind.

Your eyes are a reflection of the future I see and the future I shall always have. Your lips are the kisses I call my own that no one may touch with theirs, but mine alone. Your hands are the hands I wish to hold when we stand beneath the stars. You are the one that I love and no other could ever take me from you.

You are the miracle in my life that seems so impossible but I know you are real each time I touch you. Forever by your side is where I will stay. No matter what time may bring, I know that I belong in your arms and that in my arms is where I will want you forever.

Please, tell me that you feel this way? Tell me that you will always love me and hold me and comfort me as I will you? Do you feel my love for you? What can I write and what words of love can I whisper in your ear to convince you of my undying love for you?

Surely, neither words written nor spoken will convince you but my actions will. For, each day that I am given to live, you will know you are cared for and loved tremendously.

Place your hand upon my chest and feel how my heart races at the slightest touch by you. Even thinking of your touch and my heart races. The longing in your touch, stirs within me and soon becomes a raging inferno of desire.

Take me and draw me close to you. Kiss me with fiery passion and do with me as you will for I am helpless in your hands. Pour out your desires upon me and let me hear you speak of your needs.

When you have loved me, lie in my arms and soothe me with your whispers of love. Speak to me that I may hear your sultry voice that dares me to want more, time-and-time, again. Kiss my chest and rest yourself by my side.

Should we live forever, our life together would still seem too short. Every day I have with you is a blessing. Truly, I am blessed to have you in my life and forever in my life is where I pray you will stay.

Forever Yours,

Me

FROM MY BOOK SILENT FLOWERS HAI-KOU

Gets bright white kisses
slipped and lost
***

The heart and my mind,
the immense thirst
***
Droop, kissing hearts
spend their foliage
unite the world
***
Traveling companions
with music, all one
buzzing beehive
***

I grew up with the latest
voices of the day tired
dawn
***
All the pieces
the world, prayers in the wind
***
Bells of stars
light-hearted souls
***
The power of hope
exits stealth life
***
sculpted human
years of wandering
***
cisterns permits
filled with low sky
***
flaming lips
thirst for dreams
***
Vision of the world
Become a citizen of heaven
***
True tears are not dried up yet

Oh! LOVE

by Kapardeli eftichia
(Greece-Patra)

Oh! LOVE

kissing with
iridescent visions
light that spent
to early flower
the heart and eyes
unknown fragrant stalk
Joined spring sowing
uncomfortable passages

***
At the mercy of the Sun
unknown stalk,
sprig, cool leotard
on earth, beautifully matched
kissed a thousand times and dazed
browning

***
The helpless people
Oh! love
Joined the beauty shots
and flowering
transparent dreams

HE GOT ME by: SHONDA

by SHONDA M. ROULHAC
(PANAMA CITY, FLORIDA)

He spoke to me for the first time
Like a gentleman he had no rhyme
He came at me with interest of getting to know a woman
Not the interest of ima see if i can get her home and...
He was like i see your beauty, but what your mind like
We got to talking, he smiles, nodded and said aight!
Words so deep and straight up
My mind so blowed i try and keep up
What he speaks is real and honest
Being in his presence makes me feel like something i never had, but missed
To me he is a man with a mind beyond physical attraction
But a mind that feeds my soul cause to him my body or how i look isnt his only satifaction!
HE GOT ME!

Dreams

by Rose Clay
(York North Yorkshire)

If Dreams weren't Dreams
And Dreams Came True
I Wouldn't be Here
I'd be next to you

Distance is one thing
That Keeps us apart
But Darling You
will always be
In My Heart

THAT’S LOVE

Have you have wondered
If, how, when and where,
You would ever find true love
And find someone who cared?

Sometimes it takes a lifetime
And sometimes you never do,
But special things take a while
If they’re really true.

It didn’t take a lifetime,
But pain, hurt and strife
And now that I found you
I know it was all worth the time.

You love me unconditionally
So real and so true
So now I have to wonder,
How did l live without you?

You bring me joy and happiness
In everything you do
And I just want to thank you
And send all my Love to You!
Love Poems

Deborah My Vision of Beauty

by Glenn Frazier
(Sour Lake, Texas USA)

Deborah My Vision of Beauty

(Written by Glenn Frazier)

Sweetheart you're a vision of Beauty
That came to me from Heaven above
God knew that I needed you, and
You needed me, to share our Love

Each time I look into your eyes
My heart starts to skip a beat
I am sure that you fulfill my life
And one day make it truly complete

When were apart my mind is on you
I think of all the things we've done
I know our love is pure and true
For together this race we will run

I know that we are hours apart
With just a few miles in between
But Deborah darling, you've won my heart
And I want you to be my lovely Queen

We've been together now about 6 months
And we are still together you and I
We've shared good, & bad & lots of fun
And know this one thing my love
You are the sparkle now in my eyes

Angel - Neth

by Neth
(Angeles City, Pampanga, Philippines)

I saw you and wanted to ask if it was a surprise?
Because you look like an angel in disguise
An angel that fell from the skies
An angel with a sparkling eyes.

The scent of your hair smells so good
That always sets up my mood
Hoping that to you I'm glued
But of course that would be rude.

The way you move is such a grace
Whenever I see your lovely face
Whispering luckily I'm in the right place
Keeping my voice lower as a sound of bass

Your presence that is always blooming
Your positive attitude that is always dazzling
Your glowing skin that is almost blinding
And you that I will always be missing.

I'd wish for you

by Ty
(Ut)

If I had one wish
that i could make
I'd dream that you
have my heart to take
---------------
My soul to keep warm
because you're the reason for the storm
of butterflies in my eyes
---------------
The rose in my cheeks
the smile on my face
you're my true happy place
---------------
If i had one wish to make
i'd wish our feelings only grew
Because I love you.

An Angel From Heaven Above

by Glenn Frazier
(glenn_1955@att.net)

An Angel From Heaven Above


(Written by Glenn Frazier)

When I looked into your eyes the day we met
I knew then that you were truly Heaven sent
All I ever dreamed of, was an Angel from above

You had no idea that from the very start
True love was forming deep within my heart
A one of a kind love, that will last a lifetime

Baby, your smile takes my breath away
Wanting you, needing you, to hold you
There is so much I want to say
My prayers were answered, when
Into my life you came
To me, Deborah my darling,
You are my everything

Like the moon, the stars,& morning sunrise
You have so much beauty, and so much grace
You are even more when see through my eyes

Together forever my love, I long for us to be
Can you see that your' precious and sweet
The only one in the whole world for me

Your awesome beauty and tender touch mean so much
Wrapped up tightly in each other's arms, I long to be
With you my sweet darling I feel so free
This vow to you I wish to make that forever
My dearest Deborah I give my love without mistake

Baby you are the one God sent to me
Beyond an shadow of a doubt
I pray that I have all your love
Because all I ever dreamed of, was an Angel from above

My Love

My Love

My love is like an ocean
It goes down so deep
My love is like a rose
Whose beauty you want to keep.

My love is like a river
That will never end
My love is like a dove
With a beautiful message to send.

My love is like a song
That goes on and on forever
My love is like a prisoner
It's to you that I surrender.
love poems

Violets- beauty -passing kapardeli eftichia

by kapardeli eftichia
(patra -Greece)

Violets- beauty -passing


The naked body of your
violets dressed
in the few days of Spring
velvet dress




In the intoxication of your arms
I got involved in the hot sun
in the breeze, at a glance
a reeling






The flower of the heart
the new body
Two hands came together
the gold of the Moon
piece



Robust Beauty
flowers petals open
Gently ... ... one to one light
day of magic







Winters did not carry
will stay naked
the first rain
Autumn in the first air

LOVE -Simple Hearts

LOVE -Simple Hearts

Simple Hearts
flowery streets
Rogue States
alien life
in the dream, the haze
***
To come near you
me see your eyes
kiss me
Bee My Sweet
and the youthful breasts
desire
in ointment
wasting

***
Through the flowers,
colors
matching cheeks
promise to you
Weather
morning moments
and words
in a panic
rising sun,
colors, chrysanthemums

Eftichia

MAKE ME - Written by Aline Natasya

by Aline Natasya
(Jakarta, Indonesia)

within the wall I hide...
within the screen I write..
within you I am in love..
break my wall...
take my screen ...
show your self...
pull me closer...
wrap your arms...
kiss me...
make me yours...
hurry...

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written by Aline Natasya
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=285362164823115&set=a.209700625722603.64430.182313301794669&type=1&ref=nf

Image from Google

Love and Time

Time is the enemy of love
The thief that shortens
All our golden hours
I have never understood then
Why lovers count their happiness
In days and nights and years
While our love can only be measured
In our joys and sighs and tears!

~ T. S. Eliot

You by Sylvia L. Ramsey from her book Pulse Points of a Woman's World

by Sylvia L. Ramsey
(Augusta, GA 30907)

When I am with you
Space is limitless, and
Time is without meaning.

When I am with you,
Love explodes, into
Flowers like music on
Vibrating notes rising
To a crescendo!

When I am with you,
The highest heights
Can be scaled,
Fear is non-existent.

When I am with you,
The farthest distances
Even to galaxies unknown
Are but stepping stones
To ecstasy

We are lovers eternal,
Who can be parted for only
Brief moments in the
River of time.

When I am with you,
Is to love
Is to live,
Is to be.

http://www.authorsden.com/sylvialramsey1

love you.

by Joan mae
(taguig city)

When you need someone to be there for you, I'd be just sitting right beside you.
Loving you is like breathing...I just can't stop.
I dropped a tear in the ocean, the day that I find it is the day I'll stop loving you.
Last night I hugged my pillow and dreamt of you... I wish that someday I'd dream about my pillow and I'd be hugging you.
Set a place for me in your heart and not in your mind for the mind easily forgets but the heart always remembers. I love you

The Right Words To Say - Ronnie Goodyer

The Right Words To Say – Ronnie Goodyer

I was once advised not to use ‘beautiful’
just write as clearly as you see the vision;
add shimmers of verbs darkened with reason;
bring through a forest’s enchantment
and let it glow like a kingfisher in moist air;

use truth, like a tear on the face of a friend
and the strength of a butterfly in a rogue wind;
first love when your heart is screaming
and sunlight, sleeping in pools of golden leaves;
choose the blue hills that mix with stars
and add the towering yellows of autumn.

This is the advice I was given
but I’ll still call you beautiful
as I search for the right words to say.

too the love of my life shirley sea

by carlos gonzalez
(california, usa)

too the love of my life shirley sea from carlos gonzalez from california, usa

Despite our flaws & mistakes, what u & I have told one another in the past, right or wrong one thing I do know is that I will always love you and cherish every second spent with you.

Te amo con todo mi Corazon
Don't ever think que I don't might not tell you
Often or might not tell you how much appreciate the things you do but I do love and care for you
Can't live without your love,kisses,huggs. Big smile on your face every time I'm with you In sorry for what I said or have said please forgive me baby I only wanna be with you and the road ain't perfect but without you there is no me....

I love you baby you blessed me Da day you came into my life and change my whole world

01-12-08 Da greatest day of my life

"fate"

by l@u
(london, uk)

Your eyes r showing me desire, my heart feels weak...i cant go higher, i ve spread my dreams under your lips, but, damn this all seems much like fate, indeed. though i do my best i shall scare instead, u whisper in my ears and everything looks true wrapped in the echoes of your voice i just cant get away from u,,,

A prayer for you A PRAYER FOR YOU by DUSKA VRHOVAC

by Duska Vrhovac
(Belgrade, Serbia)

First, I raised my head towards the sky
and put my hands together
closed the palms.
On the ceiling of a temple
one funny angel winked at me
bringing a smile to my face.

Seeing me smiling
the Lord just waved off
and as rigorous as He is
He smiled too.

Then I silently
spelling letter by letter
cherishing them with the lips
moistened with the Jordan’s water
called your name.
The angel winked again
and God got serious.

My first thought
it seemed like packing a suitcases
for the pilgrimage trip
inside yet nothing
and around just the relics:
prayer book
photos stored in the iris
memories of tears and laughter
deaths and births
lost and found words
and the hope in prophetic, a new
impossible, sweet and cruel
without which there is no life
nor death.

The second thought was:
Goodness gracious, move that suitcase
it cannot take the thoughts about the trip
let alone so much baggage.

Now, the angel got serious
and the Lord smiled again.
I, whatever I touched
felt just anxiety.
Only the emptiness of suitcase
was watching me quietly.

I called your name again.
The Lord looked at me motionlessly
but as he uttered a single letter
as if I heard something important, paternal: Aaand ...?

Bring him, Lord
I said out loud, and I opened my eyes.

I saw the angel taking off
smiling
and I saw the Lord
still motionlessly looking at me
with a paused question mark on his lips.

Bring him, Lord
I repeated clearly
while laying warm hands on the chest
in the middle of the Lord’s Prayer
and crossed myself.

Then the fireworks began.

Two doves frightened
of very loud sounds of celebration
whooshed just above my head.

The suitcase shut itself, empty.

Those relics of the former life
scattered around
entered into the shadows of their own
I set foot into the eve
the festive, New Year’s one.

Hunched, in front of me,
the Lord walked
or maybe just his shadow
who knows.

I acted foolhardy and now I uttered
his question Aaaand?

He turned
looked at me straight in the eye and
humanly, little pensively, spoke:
Sometimes I need help too.

It lasted, face to face with Him.
He and I, and between us - you!

No fooling, as if I heard.
It will open heart and die as Krishnamurti
like a deer in a quiet forest
in the light of the new moon
or it will close it completely, irretrievably
and live as another unborn I.

Then the fireworks stopped.

We remained for some time
in the comforting silence
of this festive eve
the Lord or his shadow
and we, you and me.
It all looked so literal
but it was a real life
so real that you would not believe.

After, you and the Lord left
each to his own side
I am still standing there
fearing the steps that lead
to the other side I have just chosen.

©Duška Vrhovac
(Translated from Serbian: Aleksandar Malešević)

Beyond the azure of My questioning eyes

by Lady Vivian
(Memphis, TN)

Beyond the azure of My questioning eyes

Who can be blue with red hair
flowing as swans come calling

Who can be blue with red hair
flowing as swans come calling

Yet, I yearn to cross the ocean where
my lover has gone, forever longing

When time stood still, an indelible time
for two lovers engaging awe of splendor
exploding with fusion of body and soul

A prior understanding. not withstanding,
never to know of each other again

I, soul searching, exploring deep within,
beyond the azure of my questioning eyes
could we have overcome former commitments
while filling an ocean with my endless tears

Blue forget-me knots now adorn my
hair, where once he stroked softly
his fingertips so gentle with love

I know he pines for me, for detail
remembered, the way it used to be
vastness of space just can not erase

Now my aging eyes to dry up that ocean,
please come back my love

(c) Beyond the azure of My questioning eyes
29July2011 Vivian L. Dawson

For Our Love Is Eternal

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Some loves may come your way,
And captivate your mind,
And some loves may touch your heart,
With words so sweet and kind.

But, your love has touched me deeper,
More than you'll ever know,
More than merely capturing my heart,
You're etched upon my soul.

A love that will forever burn,
Like an eternal flame,
And long after we both are gone,
Our love will always remain.

For our love is eternal,
Forever, come what may,
A love that can't be measured,
Like the hours in a day.

And someday amongst the heavens,
Written with stars across the sky,
On the list of the greatest lovers,
Will be the names of you and I.

02-03-12.

THAT WOMAN by Duska Vrhovac

by Duska Vrhovac
(Belgrade, Serbia)

THAT WOMAN

When that woman picks apples
two rainbows reach up to the sky
and the red apples at her fingertips
quiver and fall like burning kisses.

When that woman plucks wild flowers
her back bent like a bow brings fortune
the scent of her hair is primal desire
and the horizon turns gold and thickens.

When that woman dresses her child
everything about her subtly shifts
and suddenly out of nowhere he sees
their house full of children together.

(© translated by Richard Burns with Vera Radojević)

Give all to love

by abraham anhwer
(takoradi,west africa,Ghana)

Give all to love;
Obey the heart;
Friends,kindred,days,
Estate,good-fame,plans,credit and the muse,-
Nothing refuse.

Girl, Will You Marry Me?

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

My friend, Alan is an accomplished writer of erotica, poetry and now songs! Check out his romantic song about one of the most romantic moments in life: the marriage proposal!

I can just picture the guy on bended knee with the back-up band in the wings! Cue the music!

With no further ado--

We’ve been together for so long,
And I think the time is right,
Something I just need to ask you girl,
And I need to know tonight.

So much has changed for me,
Since you came into my life,
I need you so much, you see,
And I want you for my wife.

So girl, will you marry me?
As I’m down here on my knees,
It’s with you that I want to be,
I’m asking you baby, please.

I never thought I’d find someone,
As sweet and kind as you,
Someone I can love so much,
And loves me so much too.

So many years I’d been alone,
Without someone to care,
And when I finally did find love,
It was like an answer to a prayer.

So girl, will you marry me?
As I’m down here on my knees,
I need you so much you see,
I’m asking you baby, please.

I’ll have to say, the joy you’ve brought,
Has made my heart sing,
And my heart would sing a joyous song,
If you would wear my ring.

And we could spend our lives as one,
Until our dying day,
I just need an answer from you,
Just answer when I say.

So girl, will you marry me?
As I’m down here on my knees,
It’s with you that I want to be,
I’m asking you baby, please.

09-05-11.

Cool Feeling

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Tanzania)

Cool Feeling by Maria Beata Tungaraza from Tanzania

I see passion in your eyes,
Every inch of your body speaks,
What a cool feeling it glows,
And when that moment picks,
Say it all in my vernacular,
The message is so intense,
In the language I understand best.

Walk me by the moonlight,
Sit me by the candlelight,
It is all stunning bright,
Our instincts are all alert,
You are my crystal,
Not another glass of champagne.

Alone Again

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

As the setting sun denies its light,
And the darkened sky cloaks the night,
As the full moon castes its gentle beams,
I'll be alone again, with my dreams,
And if my dreams shall come true,
I'll be alone again, holding you.

10-08-10

BEAUTY John Masefield

Have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills
Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain:
I have seen the lady April bringing in the daffodils,
Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain.

I have heard the song of the blossoms and the old chant of the sea,
And seen strange lands from under the arched white sails of ships;
But the loveliest things of beauty God ever has showed to me
Are her voice, and her hair, and eyes, and the dear red curve of her lips.

Passions Deep

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Your passion burns so very deep,
Like secret dreams when you sleep,
The passion burns so deep inside,
Such deep desires that you hide,
What can I do, what can I say?
Let your passion come out and play.

Like a wild, caged up beast,
Your passions need to be released,
Will it take a kiss to your lips?
Or the gentle touch of my fingertips,
I want you in my arms to hold,
As your passions start to unfold.

You've hid your passion for too long,
Now in my arms is where you belong,
As we hold each other close and tight,
And enter into this passionate night,
Something that is so long overdue,
Time to release the passionate you.

03-29-10.

love is for ever

by siva
(ap)

hai i am not a poet to express my love i simply say i love you

Silentium Amoris by Oscar Wilde

As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.

And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings impetuous some wind will come,
And with its too harsh kisses break the reed
Which was its only instrument of song,
So my too stormy passions work me wrong,
And for excess of Love my Love is dumb.

But surely unto Thee mine eyes did show
Why I am silent, and my lute unstrung;
Else it were better we should part, and go,
Thou to some lips of sweeter melody,
And I to nurse the barren memory
Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.

Nancy

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

How did you know I needed you?
That I really needed someone new,
How did you know I was alone?
When suddenly you came along.
Did you know you’d brighten my day?
That I really needed a friend today,
Did you really know it’s been a while?
That I have seen so bright a smile,
It’s been so long since I could share,
Time with someone for which I care,
I think we can both shed our past,
And make this thing really last
It’s been way too long since I felt like this,
A natural high, a state of bliss,
To be with someone who can understand,
The simple pleasure of holding your hand,
And after years of perpetual night,
Suddenly the future looks bright,
You brought me up from an all time low,
You came just in time, but how did you know?

04-22-10.

I Often Wonder

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

I often wonder if what I feel,
Is just an illusion or something real,
For when these feelings begin to start,
I wonder if they’ll break my heart,
Or will they stoke the burning fires,
That masquerade as my desires,
And turn my inner burning lust,
Into something built on trust,
Because these fires always burn,
And so it seems I’ll never learn,
For when these feelings do begin,
I always seem to dive right in,
Again I’ll get my just desserts,
All the heartbreaks and the hurts,
Again I’ll heed this passion call,
And again in love I will fall,
And should this love come to an end,
I hope my heart will somehow mend,
So I can pick myself up off the floor,
And fall in love, again once more.

12-21-09.

The Woman by Dwayne P. Carter

by Dwayne P. Carter
(Greenwood S.C. USA)

Your smile is earth's sunshine

Your laughter is my favorite song

Your voice is the greatest instrument

Your words have calmed raging storms

Your heartbeat plays a perfect rhythm

Your love will remain immeasurable

Your eyes speak an Angel's truth

Your mind strengthens a weary soul

Your body is the most beautiful statue

Your walk carries a mesmerizing stride

Your presence is my light by day and moon by night

You are the spirit that gives life its will to survive

Love Song By Henry Dumas

Beloved,
I have to adore the earth:

The wind must have heard
your voice once.
It echoes and sings like you.

The soil must have tasted
you once.
It is laden with your scent.

The trees honor you
in gold
and blush when you pass.

I know why the north country
is frozen.
It has been trying to preserve
your memory.

I know why the desert
burns with fever.
It was wept too long without you.

On hands and knees,
the ocean begs up the beach,
and falls at your feet.

I have to adore
the mirror of the earth.
You have taught her well
how to be beautiful.

Rescued Me

by Kenneth William Cowle
(Ontario Canada)

Outside my window
There was this Rose
so full and ruby red
This Rose I saw
your face in bloom
It was you
I saw instead
Inside I smiled
and felt at ease
a feeling of being free
My Rose so sweet
two souls complete
you came to rescue me.....

by Kenneth William Cowle

A Pot of Red Lentils By Peter Pereira

simmers on the kitchen stove.
All afternoon dense kernels
surrender to the fertile
juices, their tender bellies
swelling with delight.

In the yard we plant
rhubarb, cauliflower, and artichokes,
cupping wet earth over tubers,
our labor the germ
of later sustenance and renewal.

Across the field the sound of a baby crying
as we carry in the last carrots,
whorls of butter lettuce,
a basket of red potatoes.

I want to remember us this way—
late September sun streaming through
the window, bread loaves and golden
bunches of grapes on the table,
spoonfuls of hot soup rising
to our lips, filling us
with what endures.

Eternal Embrace...... by Samantha K Towler

by Samantha Towler
(Chester, UK)

Two corpses clenched together,
In the soft dew of morning,
Silently singing the joys of love,
To unawakened ears.

Their bodies framed by the shining heather,
How lovingly they embrace,
Bound together by love's fire,
Forever sharing this sacred space,
Where nature weeps at their beauty.

A rain begins, it fills their eyes,
Confirming a love that never dies,
I feel their hunger, I feel their souls,
And as our kiss ends there is only you,
Filling my soul,my heart, my life,
In this eternal tryst.

Meeting at Night by Robert Browning

The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

Beguiled by mindbringer

by mindbringer
(Northern Colorado)

Turning slowly you begin to sing.
Earthly paradise vibrates in you,
Every movement serving to beguile!
Lips like pillows smile,
Eyes green as spring.
Green eyes of dew!
Hair as red as Betelgeuse,
Red hair long and loose.

My heart takes wing,
flies o'er your cello curves.
All I see now is everything!
That which has never been seen before,
is much more than man deserves.
Much more!

At the end of night,
The harbinger of morning crows to his delight.
Breath takes flight, gone too my sight!

Thighs soft as silk,
breasts firm with milk,
belly round with life unborn.
The campfire's glow
accentuates your show.

Goddess, you will give birth to our universe!

There is a Lady Sweet and Kind by Thomas Ford

There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleas'd my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.

Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,
Her wit, her voice, my heart beguiles,
Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
And yet I love her till I die.

Her free behaviour, winning looks,
Will make a lawyer burn his books;
I touch'd her not, alas! not I,
And yet I love her till I die.

Had I her fast betwixt mine arms,
Judge you that think such sports were harms,
Were't any harm? no, no, fie, fie,
For I will love her till I die.

Should I remain confined there
So long as Ph{oe}bus in his sphere,
I to request, she to deny,
Yet would I love her till I die.

Cupid is winged and doth range,
Her country so my love doth change:
But change she earth, or change she sky,
Yet will I love her till I die.

KISS TO IGNITE OUR LIFE

by Dina Darling
(Chicago)

Keep in mind
Your breath is my very reason for love
Enticed by your words
I bathe in the wishes all the stars have had
Intimate touches leave glowing imprints on my skin
For nothing has ever felt so sweet as this

Distance keeps you
From resting your head beside mine
I see you
Do you truly see me?
I have sucked on patience long enough
I need refreshment for this desirable thirst

Your fear is more blinding than the sun
And I am terrified you are missing out
On the best thing that will shine in your life
Close your eyes and let night consume your heart
You will only be free
If you give in to the comfort of darkness
Surviving the darkness will bring the contentment of light
I will guarantee your protection
My kisses will set your night on fire
What stops you from running into my open arms?

Drink down my love
Acknowledge me
Complete my trust
Be mine
Love me
Desire me
Want me
I am yours
Our heat no comparison to the hottest sin
Dream with me
Dream of me
Love me
As much as I love you
Why do you leave me waiting?

THE PHOENIX AND THE WOLF by Bertram Gibbs

by Bertram Gibbs
(Lynn, MA)

Dedicated to Danielle McKiel

Not so long ago, there was a land that was covered in teeming cities. Towering skyscrapers filled the horizon and people came and went to their destinations every minute of every day. Some went to and from work; others went to play and to enjoy the sights there were to see.

But behind the shimmering steel and glass, there was a dark wooded area that few entered. And in the deepest part of the forest lived a wolf.

Wolves are a solitary creature by nature, usually staying within their pack. But this wolf was more alone than the others. The wolf had no pack or mate to keep him company, and in truth he preferred it that way. He would only venture out of his dwelling for food, then return back to eat his meal and stare out of the mouth of his cave. If anyone came near, his hackles would rise and his teeth would bare, a low growl coming from the pit of his stomach.

The reason for this was he had lived a life of trying to be part of a pack and to give himself to a female wolf, only to be bitten, scratched and his fur and skin torn so many times, all he had were scabbed over wounds to keep him company and remind him of what he now felt were foolish endeavors. The wolf felt that if he kept to himself, he would bear no further hurt.

For years he stayed within the shadows of his lair, warily peering out of his dwelling for anyone or thing that entered his line of vision. If another wolf, creature of the forest or human entered his area, the wolf would not immediately attack; he would stay in the ebony shadows, watching, waiting and assuming the worst was to come. If they moved closer to the mouth of the cave, it was only then did he release a low growl of warning to the creature to keep their distance.

Yes, there were areas outside of the forest the wolf could travel, but to do so would mean he would have to interact with other creatures. So the wolf kept to the perimeter of his area, never going beyond the invisible line he drew. He knew that there was more food to eat and places to discover outside of the wall he created, but he allowed himself to be satisfied with what he could nourish himself with within.

Then one day the wolf saw a light coming from beyond the trees. The light pulsated and danced through the dense bush. He tried to push his curiosity away, feeling that this was a trap of some sort; one that would only succeed in bringing him more pain, but as the light grew in intensity, the wolf found himself scrabbling forward slowly towards the glow. He would suddenly be aware that he was moving outside of his area and scurry back to the safety (if not comfort) of his cave.

The light shone all day and all night and maddened the wolf who wondered what could be giving off such a level of illumination. Then one night the wolf sighed to himself, squared his shoulders back as if to prepare for the very worst and ventured through the brush and the trees to the source. He glanced down at his paws moving forward, seeing them bring him closer to the edge of his area. At the line, the wolf closed his eyes and took a single step forward, expecting claws to scratch and rend, teeth to bite and tear, and a voice in his mind telling him that this is the price he paid for curiosity.

The wolf opened his eyes and he felt his jaw hinges loosen and part slightly. Before him was the most captivating creature he had every seen. It was standing on a ridge overlooking the skyscrapers, tall with its head tilt back and fiery wings spread out at its side. He could not see its face or its expression, but he sensed an overwhelming peace and joy coming from it. The wolf quietly approached the fiery bird cautiously. He knew fire and had been burned by it on a few occasions, but sensed that the flames that covered the animal came more from within than without.

“Hello, Mister Wolf,” said the creature without turning.

The wolf stopped in his tracks, suddenly afraid to move either forward or back.

“It’s all right,” the creature continued. “You may come closer. I shall not harm you.”

Despite the fact that the wolf had heard those five words before (and recalled the pain and anguish that came with it), his curiosity piqued he moved forward until he was at the creature’s side.

“What are you?” he asked.

“I am a phoenix,” the creature replied. “And I have been waiting for you.”

At first the wolf was captivated by the sweet melodious tone of the creature’s voice. It sang to his soul and that was a feeling he had never felt before.

“Me?” asked the wolf regaining his composure. “Why me? How did you know I existed?”

“I felt a kinship to you,” she answered. “It covered the forest and led me here.” The phoenix looked down on the wolf and smiled. “I understand.”

Tears filled the wolf’s eyes at the two words, then suddenly dried. He looked upon the flaming bird with suspicion.

“What do you understand?’ he asked slowly.

“What is feels to be hurt,” she answered. “What it feels like to want to be part of something; someone, and be rewarded with naught but pain and derision.”

“How do you know this?” asked the wolf. “You are a beautiful creature. Your voice sings with no pain.”

“Once I did feel pain,” she answered. “Once I was trod upon, just like you. And each time I died a little. Then one day another caused me so much pain, I finally ended my existence.” She extended her flaming wing and caressed the wolf. “Then from the ashes of my life, I was reborn into this.”

The wolf gazed dreamily at the phoenix, already missing her gentle touch.

“I wish I was reborn,” the wolf said. “I have so much friendship to offer; so much love. And I have tried,” he said in a defensive tone, as if he suspected she would not believe him. “But pain is all I have received in return.”

“And that is why I expected you, Mister Wolf,” she replied. “Because I could not have been reborn without knowing that there would be someone to join me, to share the rest of my existence. Someone who would never cause or bring me harm. Someone I can count on, such as you.”

The wolf did the one thing he had not done in most of his life.

He trusted.

“Would I have to die?” he asked, not fearing that the answer would be yes. “Because if that is what is needed to be with you, I would willingly give up my life.”

The phoenix smiled and folded her flaming wings around the wolf. He felt warmth and beauty coming from her and accepted it.

“No, Mister Wolf,” she said softly in his ear. “You do not need to die. You need to live.”

And with that the dark fur of the wolf glowed and matched the flames of the phoenix. Lightness filled every corner of his being and he felt himself fold within her.

And the wolf smiled. He felt it was where he belonged all along.

And together the wolf and the phoenix rose in the air.

And the cave that belonged to the wolf was abandoned to the insects and the small wooded creatures and the growth of grass that began to slowly fill its corners. And he was never to return, nor would he invite the phoenix to the dark shadows of the cave.

They had the open sky to explore and their lives ahead of them.

"Meet Me in the Afterglow" by Thomas Anthony

by Thomas Anthony
(Milwaukee, WI)

meet me in the afterglow
when nothing else matters but us
& nowhere but here makes us who we are
as colorful as it gets
this naked moment outside time

feel my thoughts in what you touch of me
can you see yourself

the glow is the beginning
we as flesh-heavy angels
always come back to

meet me in the afterglow
with a smile on your lips
extending across every tingling atom of your
shining nudeness
the one time when
neither of us wears the pants in this relationship
meet me in the middle somewhere

I’ll be there in the afterglow
I’ll be there in the afterglow



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Delight in Disorder by Robert Herrick

A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:
A lawn about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction--
An erring lace, which here and there
Enthrals the crimson stomacher--
A cuff neglectful, and thereby
Ribbands to flow confusedly--
A winning wave, deserving note,
In the tempestuous petticoat--
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie
I see a wild civility--
Do more bewitch me than when art
Is too precise in every part.

Forgiveness

by Zaklina Filipova-Svekjarovska
(Macedonia)

Forgiveness

I gave you my soul:

handful of shimmering leaves

from the treetop of a birch

reached towards the sun

few rays Moon

and a few flowers

of healing meadow's herbs

tied by thread

of the spool magic

whose thread I follow

through darkness

up to the place

where your soul is lonesome

brooding into the sky

Forgive me because of the modest gift,

I didn't know how to became a star

to lighten you glance

because in this moment life

I learned just how to be a human,

woman carried

by whirlpools of the red river

which springs from the heart

and again pour in it

Zaklina Filipova-Svekjarovska

Happy Anniversary (Our Special Day)

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Of all the things we celebrate,
There is one very special date,
That special day when vows were said,
Our special day when we were wed.

Of you my love, I was so fond,
To want to start a lasting bond,
It was a sunny Saturday in May,
That day we call our special day.

I still recall your walk up the aisle,
As you gave to me a secret smile,
I could not help but feel so proud,
The luckiest man in the crowd.

As I stood and held your hand,
I really began to understand,
For when we two were joined as one,
A whole new life had just begun.

And when they said to kiss the bride,
I felt so very proud deep inside,
Knowing that we'd be sharing a life,
You and me as man and wife.

And looking back upon it all,
It's the good times I recall,
And if you asked me to do it again,
You'd just have to tell me when.

So now that it's our anniversary day,
There's just some words I'd like to say,
Everyday my love grows more and more,
Even more today than the day before.

And since I am so very blessed,
To be with the girl who is the best,
Once again I'd like to say,
Happy Anniversary Day.

03-03-10.

Accept Me As I Am

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

I never meant to take you for granted,
Because you're the best I've found,
I truly cherish every moment,
Of the times you are around.

But now and then we say and do,
Things we don't intend,
My actions were just misconstrued,
I never meant to offend.

We all regret from time to time,
Things we do and say,
I just wish I could turn back time,
And take your pain away.

You mean so much more to me,
Than my actions can ever show,
I would never intentionally hurt you,
This I want you to know.

Sometimes we hurt the ones we love most,
But that never was my plan,
I just hope you can forgive me,
And accept me as I am.

09-02-10.

The Luster of Our Moment By Maria Beata Tungaraza

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Tanzania)

The Luster of Our Moment

Will dance our minds away,
Share the sentiments all the way,
What a beautiful world to be,
Only known to you and me!

The luster of that beautiful moment,
Brings our hearts closer to our sentiment,
Binding our souls towards a special bond,
Only known to you and me!

(C) Maria Beata Tungaraza

Jo Anna Bella, Poet at Heart

by Jo Anna Bella
(Washington, DC, USA)

Love Me Now!

Let your heart be free.
Open your pores, so that the stale sweat can come forth.
Vary the images that your mind sees,
Ease into my arms; forget the hurt.

My feelings may be new, but they’re true.
Every part of my mind, body, soul craves the essence of you.

No need to be logical, asking when, why, who?
One more chance, the gods and I have given you.
Will you waste or treasure it?…. It’s up to you.

(c) 1999

Time Travel.

by Kayla Marie

Baby lets take a trip down memory lane.
Let's go back in time where we kissed in the rain.
Babe time flies by so fast.
You're fragile like glass.
Come back to me you won't regret a thing.
I promise cause baby you're my everything.

Invasion by Athena Gough

by Athena Gough
(Ohio)

I am Paris
You are Rome
let us create international incident
reasons for postcards home
indulge in cultures of skin and
voice tone
fall in love and start a war
then retreat inside
leave the remaining world to
fight
build up a wall to protect us
camouflaged in passionate affections
I've learned Heaven in 700 different
languages
from the instructions you give my lips
as I surrender my land with your
hands to my hips
tonight we fight battles and build blockades
in the morning we'll make treaties
and I offer to surrender quietly if
you promise to be kind when you
invade
tonight Paris meets Rome
rearranges the territory
kisses and
goes home

Did Not by Thomas Moore

'Twas a new feeling - something more
Than we had dared to own before,
Which then we hid not;
We saw it in each other's eye,
And wished, in every half-breathed sigh,
To speak, but did not.
She felt my lips' impassioned touch -
'Twas the first time I dared so much,
And yet she chid not;
But whispered o'er my burning brow,
'Oh, do you doubt I love you now?'
Sweet soul! I did not.
Warmly I felt her bosom thrill,
I pressed it closer, closer still,
Though gently bid not;
Till - oh! the world hath seldom heard
Of lovers, who so nearly erred,
And yet, who did not.

Scratch My Soul by Maria Beata Tungaraza

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Tanzania)

Scratch My Soul

Your love garden bubbles the bliss,
What a sweet memento I long to kiss,
Gracious me, scratch my soul,
Tickle my heart with vivacious touch!

Secret

by Danielle DoNascimento
(Marlborough, MA USA)

I have had this secret,
For quite a while.
It's been so long,
I'm in denial.
I met an angel,
Not long ago...
Who drove me out,
Of my lonely world.
This secret of mine,
I dare not share.
I have been turning against the world's affair.
Letting out tears of divine pearls.
Sometimes I think I have shamed the world,
Because when I look at him...love unfolds.
I think I'm insane,
I do not know!
It feels kind of lame,
To let this feeling go.
I'm always shy when around him,
Not once but always the fear remains.
It's a warm feeling I'll never regret.
However, I wonder what is it like to regret?
But wait I remember I have known regret!
Being alone for eternity is like being a stone..
To care, to worry, to love, and not regret,
Is something I cherish even when I go to rest.
It's kind of funny not wanting to say.
That at times I have felt like I have loved him always.
Eternal winds' blow and roam around endless.
Not knowing where to go or stop for a test.
Humans live and fight for survival till death.
In the end, their most difficult test remains.
Why is love so kind and at times so cruel?
I have become restless,
Thinking this way...
You can't win love so easily,
And hope that it'll remain.
Love itself is a secret to unfold...
With every little step...
You learn to take hold.
My secret is not shame, nor is it bold,
My true secret is a true love's hold!

Few words by Fahredin Shehu

by Fahredin Shehu
(Kosovo)

few words I've uttered
today that lasts eternally
"I love you"
and this is my sin

I Would Live in Your Love by Sara Teasdale

I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that
recedes;
I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me,
I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul
as it leads.

A Woman’s Last Word by Robert Browning

Let's contend no more, Love,
Strive nor weep:
All be as before, Love,
---Only sleep!

What so wild as words are?
I and thou
In debate, as birds are,
Hawk on bough!

See the creature stalking
While we speak!
Hush and hide the talking,
Cheek on cheek!

What so false as truth is,
False to thee?
Where the serpent's tooth is
Shun the tree—

Where the apple reddens
Never pry---
Lest we lose our Edens,
Eve and I.

Be a god and hold me
With a charm!
Be a man and fold me
With thine arm!

Teach me, only teach, Love
As I ought
I will speak thy speech, Love,
Think thy thought—

Meet, if thou require it,
Both demands,
Laying flesh and spirit
In thy hands.

That shall be to-morrow
Not to-night:
I must bury sorrow
Out of sight:

--Must a little weep, Love,
(Foolish me!)
And so fall asleep, Love,
Loved by thee.

I carry your heart with me by ee cummings

I carry your heart with me
(I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear not fate
(For you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world
(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)

Love Can

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Love can be like water to a fish,
Love can grant your every wish.
Love can be like a bird in flight,
Love can turn darkness into light.
Love can drive away your fear,
Love can always keep me near.
Love can make you want to live,
Love can make you want to give.

I look at you and our fingers touch,
I know it is you I love so much.
It is my love for you that I feel,
My love for you is so very real.
My love has no beginning, it has no end,
On my love you can always depend.
Of my true love there can be no doubt,
For you my dear, I can’t live without.

10-25-09.

Thoughts Unspoken

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Oftentimes the many thoughts,
That go on inside my head,
So many thoughts unspoken,
So much remains unsaid.

And sometimes the most precious thoughts,
Just never get put to word,
The ones with the most meaning,
Are the ones that are never heard.

Because when someone means so much,
I don't always have words to say,
For feelings that run much deeper,
Than mere words could ever convey.

And just because words aren't often voiced,
Doesn't make them any less true,
Words that have special meaning,
Words like 'I love you.'

So though I may not often speak,
The words you want to hear,
Know that you are still in my heart,
And my thoughts of you are dear.

06-11-10.

LOVE-KAPARDELI EFTICHIA

by kapardeli eftichia
(Greece-patra )

Your hands to grab
begging for something

hide my whisper
not to lose the love
***
Our first kiss
whisper in my ear
hide and this is not
lost
Hide there where
Our love living memory
***
And if you want to come
Come one hidden
not to see
Come as an invitation
Glory
body and heart
Death and love together

SUBMISSION IN POET DIARY
"And I WILL LOVE YOU EVERY DAY"
EDITORIAL EXPERIENCE 2005

To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvel (1621-1678)

Had we but World enough, and Time,
This coyness Lady were no crime.
We would sit down, and think which way
To walk, and pass our long Loves Day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges side
Should'st Rubies find: I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood:
And you should if you please refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than Empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should grow to praise
Thine Eyes, and on thy Forehead Gaze.
Two hundred to adore each Breast:
But thirty thousand to the rest.
An Age at least to every part,
And the last Age should show your Heart.
For Lady you deserve this State;
Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I alwaies hear
Times winged Charriot hurrying near:
And yonder all before us lye
Desarts of vast Eternity.
Thy Beauty shall no more be found;
Nor, in thy marble Vault, shall sound
My echoing Song: then Worms shall try
That long preserv'd Virginity:
And you quaint Honour turns to dust;
And into ashes all my Lust.
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.

Now therefore, while the youthful hew
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing Soul transpires
At every pore with instant Fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our Time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapt pow'r.
Let us roll all our Strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one Ball:
And tear our Pleasures with rough strife,
Through the Iron gates of Life.
Thus, though we cannot make our Sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

Precious

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Precious are the moments that we share,
Gentle is the touch that shows you care,
Precious are the days we spend hand in hand,
You always there to listen and understand,
Precious are the nights with you by my side,
Making all my fears go run and hide,
Precious are the minutes, hours and days,
For you are the one I will love always,
Precious are the glances you cast my way,
Reminding me that, it is here I will stay.

The time we spend is so precious to me,
There is no other place I’d rather be,
Having you to hug and to hold,
Always together, as we grow old,
Our lives together, so intertwined,
We walk together, your hand in mine,
Every waking moment, I think of you,
Our time together, seems so new,
We’ll always be together and never part,
For precious is the one who stole my heart.

10-23-09.

i carry your heart with me by E. E. Cummings

by R.B. Kines
(Flint, MI)

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

A Bliss

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Dar es Salaam, Tanzania)

A Bliss

My lap cries for your gentle sit,
The warmth of your sweet breath a treasured feeling,
The bliss of kiss our lips will tango a boundless thrilling,
The world kindly smiles our gentle intimate kiss.

Let our hearts talk as our lips enjoy the bliss,
The soul and mind will murmur the words,
Through its stream the blood drizzles hot,
The planet is ours this spur of the moment!

(c) Maria Beata Tungaraza

The Birth Of Our Son

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Of all the things you've given to me,
As proof that the best things really are free,
If I had to narrow it down to one,
It would be the birth of our only son.

Watching him smile I become elated,
At the sight of the life we have created,
Our unimaginable pride and joy,
Disguised as a playful little boy.

When I gaze into his eyes of blue,
I cannot help but think of you,
For that and his curly locks of hair,
Are just two features you two share.

I see you in his playful walk,
I hear you in his playful talk,
I've you to thank, my loving wife,
For giving me this new life.

If anyone ever needs proof of our love,
There's no need to look to Heaven above,
Because Heaven is right here on this Earth,
In the eyes of the child you've given birth.

And some day when we are long gone,
Our love will surely always live on,
In the product of a love beyond compare,
Our playful, little, special heir.

02-26-10.

It's in the mist! by Michael C. Bernard

by Michael C. Bernard

My mind is clouded,
the distance - its mist
I cannot see,
But for a dream,
You exist.

Crossing the milky way,
Or just another side..
drip..dripping well
shall always persist!
And Tap, tap, tap,

The pool is fresh!

I cannot taste it,
feel it -

At night before my bed
I kneel before it.
An angelic light, it..
consumes my might -

My hands,

they feel gentle again,
unafraid to touch.

Bright Star by John Keats

Bright Star, would I were stedfast as thou art -
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors -
No - yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever - or else swoon to death.

World Go By: Joseph R. Adkins

by Joseph Adkins
(Campton, Kentucky US)

Come Dance with me,
Let the world go by,
let time slip on
it doesn't really matter
as long as you are mine
and I am yours
and you spend your day
smiling that smile
and writing your first name
and my last name
with little hearts to dot the I's.
Come dance with me
let them say what they will
Let them talk
they don't know this chemistry
this collision
the flow and poetry between us
It doesn't matter
as long as you are mine
and I am yours
and you spend your day
dreaming of a life with me,
and twirling this ring on your finger
Come dance with me

JA

DREAM OF LOVE

by DUSKA VRHOVAC
(Belgrade, Serbia)

DREAM OF LOVE


If love fails to give you much
love then with gentler touch,
love with purer selflessness,
fuller joy
and deeper gladness,
for the more one yields
the more remains.

Petal of Hope by Julian Georges

by Julian Georges
(Armidale, NSW, Australia)

The leaves melt on an autumn day,
as our memories fade into grey,
but the smell of your scent still makes me weak,
whenever I drift into sleep.
Even roses mourn when winter hits,
They cry for the times they know they missed,
but they know that their red will shine again,
when they're sitting in their summer bed.

Scratch My Soul by Maria Beata Tungaraza

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Dar es Salaam, Tanzania)

Your love garden bubbles the bliss,
What a sweet memento I long to kiss,
Gracious me, scratch my soul,
Tickle my heart with vivacious touch!

Please Tell Me That You Can Stay

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

I watch you lie so quiet and still,
You really are a lovely sight,
So many dreams you helped fulfill,
As I recall our previous night.

As the morning sun begins to rise,
I watch you lie silent on the bed,
A soft glow dances upon your eyes,
The pillow softly cradles your head.

The morning sun bathes you in light,
As you slowly start to awake,
My thoughts soon turn to delight,
As I think of the love we can make.

Though we loved the night before,
I wished it would never end,
At the sight of you I yearn for more,
To make love to you again.

Your smile drives my imagination wild,
Please tell me that you can stay,
Your touch releases my inner child,
My inner child wants to play.

It's in these quiet times we spend,
That it's you I'm thinking of,
Times I wish would never end,
I will never tire of your love.

05-03-10.

I want to see you by Rumi

"I want to see you.
Know your voice.
Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner.
Sense your scent when I come
...into a room you've just left.
Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.
Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.
I want to know the joy
of how you whisper "more". Rumi

Cristina by Robert Browning

She should never have looked at me
If she meant I should not love her!
There are plenty ... men, you call such,
I suppose ... she may discover
All her soul to, if she pleases,
And yet leave much as she found them:
But I'm not so, and she knew it
When she fixed me, glancing round them,

What? To fix me thus meant nothing?
But I can't tell (there's my weakness)
What her look said!---no vile cant, sure,
About ``need to strew the bleakness
``Of some lone shore with its pearl-seed.
``That the sea feels''---no strange yearning
``That such souls have, most to lavish
``Where there's chance of least returning.''

Oh, we're sunk enough here, God knows!
But not quite so sunk that moments,
Sure tho' seldom, are denied us,
When the spirit's true endowments
Stand out plainly from its false ones,
And apprise it if pursuing
Or the right way or the wrong way,
To its triumph or undoing.

There are flashes struck from midnights,
There are fire-flames noondays kindle,
Whereby piled-up honours perish,
Whereby swollen ambitions dwindle,
While just this or that poor impulse,
Which for once had play unstifled,
Seems the sole work of a life-time
That away the rest have trifled.

Doubt you if, in some such moment,
As she fixed me, she felt clearly,
Ages past the soul existed,
Here an age 'tis resting merely,
And hence fleets again for ages,
While the true end, sole and single,
It stops here for is, this love-way,
With some other soul to mingle?

Else it loses what it lived for,
And eternally must lose it;
Better ends may be in prospect,
Deeper blisses (if you choose it),
But this life's end and this love-bliss
Have been lost here. Doubt you whether
This she felt as, looking at me,
Mine and her souls rushed together?

Oh, observe! Of course, next moment,
The world's honours, in derision,
Trampled out the light for ever:
Never fear but there's provision
Of the devil's to quench knowledge
Lest we walk the earth in rapture!
---Making those who catch God's secret
Just so much more prize their capture!

Such am I: the secret's mine now!
She has lost me, I have gained her;
Her soul's mine: and thus, grown perfect,
I shall pass my life's remainder.
Life will just hold out the proving
Both our powers, alone and blended:
And then, come next life quickly!
This world's use will have been ended.

IN LOVE WITH YOU-Kushal Raj Patnaik

by Kushal Raj Patnaik
(chandrapur, maharashtra, india)

when i see you,
i am butterflies.
you make me speechless
speechless...
that's how you make me feel...
when i have you,
i m in light,
just come so close
that you feel my heart,
beating with yours...
hug me so tight,
that i dissolve in you
only to find the world
as beautiful as you...
kiss me so loving,
that even the gods feel jealous...
touch me so gentle,
that every flower would die for it...
look at me with those splendid eyes
that transfix me
to look back to you
and to be in love with you,
for ever and ever more!

Season of Love by Isabella Valancy Crawford

When Spring in sunny woodland lay,
And gilded buds were sparely set
On oak tree and the thorny may,
I gave my love a violet.
"O Love," she said, and kissed my mouth
With one light, tender maiden kiss,
"There are no rich blooms in the south
So fair to me as this!"

When Summer reared her haughty crest,
We paused beneath the ruddy stars;
I placed a rose upon her breast,
Plucked from the modest casement bars.
"O Love," she said, and kissed my mouth--
Heart, heart, rememb'rest thou the bliss?--
"In east or west, in north or south,
I know no rose but this!"

When Autumn raised the purple fruit
In clusters to his bearded lips,
I laid a heartsease on the lute
That sang beneath her finger-tips.
"O Love," she said--and fair her eyes
Smiled thro' the dusk upon the lea--
"No heartsease glows beneath the skies
But this thou givest me!"

When Winter wept at shaking doors,
And holly trimmed his ermine vest,
And wild winds maddened on the moors,
I laid a flower upon her breast.
"Dear Heart," I whispered to the clay,
Which stilly smiled yet answered not,
"Bear thou to Heaven itself away
True love's Forget-me-not!"

Only One

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Of all the girls I've held and kissed,
Very few I've truly missed,
Even less have held my heart,
During the times we were apart,
Rare are the ones that make me yearn,
Or make my passions truly burn,
Few are the ones that felt so right,
As we held each other through the night,
But after all is said and done,
For me there can be only one,
And of all my loves from the past,
Only one can truly last,
For, of all the girls that I once knew,
Only one I've loved like you.

03-25-10.

The Lover is ever drunk with Love by Rumi

The Lover is ever drunk with Love.
He is mad,
she is free.
He sings with delight,
she dances with ecstasy.
...Caught by our own thoughts,
we worry about everything.
But once we get drunk on that Love
whatever will be, will be. ~ Rumi

Lady of My Dreams by Diane Caudle

by Diane Caudle
(Monroe, NC)

Lady of my dreams how I adore you,
Lady of my nights how I implore you,
Mesmerizing woman, thief of my heart
Enticer of men, such a passionate tart.

Spinning her web, her prisoner entwined
Captivating kisses, so delightfully divine
Golden-haired diva, Angelina was mine
Bewitching, beguiling so sensuously fine.

Lady of my dreams how I adore you,
Lady of my nights how I implore you
Mesmerizing woman, thief from above
Charmer of men, heavenly angel of love.

Lady of my dreams, lady of my rhyme
Seducer of my heart, her wishes were mine
Promises of riches, diamonds, and gold
Worlds of wealth and fortunes untold.

Lady of my dreams how I adored you,
Lady of my nights how I implored you
Mesmerizing woman, thief of my tears
Phantom of the dark, Angelina disappears.

Enchantress of men, and sorceress divine
My angel had vanished, leaving no sign
Harsh morning appears, the sun rises at dawn
Lady of the darkness, Angelina was gone

Dream lover of mine how I adored you,
Goddess of my nights how I implored you
Mesmerizing beauty now gone from my sight
Captive of my lady, now I wait for the night.


Diane Caudle

To A Husband - a poem by Anne Finch

This is to the crown and blessing of my life,
The much loved husband of a happy wife;
To him whose constant passion found the art
To win a stubborn and ungrateful heart,
And to the world by tenderest proof discovers
They err, who say that husbands can't be lovers.
With such return of passion, as is due,
Daphnis I love, Daphnis my thoughts pursue;
Daphnis, my hopes and joys are bounded all in you.
Even I, for Daphnis' and my promise' sake,
What I in woman censure, undertake.
But this from love, not vanity proceeds;
You know who writes, and I who 'tis that reads.
Judge not my passion by my want of skill:
Many love well, though they express it ill;
And I your censure could with pleasure bear,
Would you but soon return, and speak it here.

I Can Only Be There For You

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

This was written by request for Breast Cancer Awareness Month...

You're going through a lot right now,
This truly is an ordeal,
I can't begin to imagine your pain,
Or how you really feel.

I know how important your body is,
And you're as beautiful as can be,
And no matter what the future brings,
You'll always be beautiful to me.

I wish I could take away your pain,
And make your body new,
But I can only be there for you,
To show my love for you.

10-07-10.

What is Love? D. Clarkson

by Donna Clarkson
(Durant OK USA)

Love is laughter on a day you need it.
When beauty fades yet your heart remains the same.
You are warmed by the sound of your lovers voice alone.
It makes it all better with a smile.
Your needs become their wants.
Heartbeats are in sync as if you were one.
Growing old doesn't scare you but being without your soulmate does.
They take your breath away yet you can't breathe without them.
Kisses become electrifying.
Love is heaven on earth.
Love is you.

La Vita Nuova by Dante Alighieri

In that book which is
My memory . . .
On the first page
That is the chapter when
I first met you
Appear the words . . .
Here begins a new life

How Do You Know?

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

How do you know when you’ve found the one?
How do you know that your search is done?
Is it something she says, is it in her talk?
Or the way she moves, is it in her walk?
Or is it in her touch, her soft caress?
Or what she wears, is it in her dress?
Or is it what she thinks, is it in her mind?
Or how she treats you, by being so kind?
It’s all of the above, and yet so much more,
When you’ve found the love you’ve been searching for,
When you find the girl that won your heart,
Your heart will ache, when you’re apart,
You need to tell her when you’re alone,
You need to call her, to pick up the phone,
Just to tell her the words she longs to hear,
How much you miss her and wish she was near,
How lovely her voice sounds on the line,
How knowing she’s yours makes you feel fine,
When she’s in your thoughts both day and night,
When being around her just feels so right,
When you fit together like a hand in a glove,
Then you know you’ve found your love,
Then you know you’ve found the one,
Then you know that your search is done.

02-03-10.

Passion and Love by Paul Laurence Dunbar

A Maiden wept and, as a comforter,
Came one who cried, "I love thee,"
and he seized
Her in his arms and kissed her with hot breath,
That dried the tears upon her flaming cheeks.
While evermore his boldly blazing eye
Burned into hers; but she uncomforted
Shrank from his arms and only wept the more.
Then one came and gazed mutely in her face
With wide and wistful eyes; but still aloof
He held himself; as with a reverent fear,
As one who knows some sacred presence nigh.
And as she wept he mingled tear with tear,
That cheered her soul like dew a dusty flower,
Until she smiled, approached, and touched his
hand!

Giving In - Rowan Jones

by Rowan Jones
(Orlando, FL, USA)

Tip of a teasing tongue tears asunder, into such passion.
A consuming rising ache, conjured in twilight heat.
Forced rushing breath, escapes expectant lips.
Subtle serpentine spinal curve forces hips skyward.
Oh ecstasy, oh sweet strong caress of urgency, of need.
Have your way.

Two Soul Mates Were Found by Michael Cunningham

A cool fall breeze, bright colorful leaves, a scarf wrapped around snugly
Cheeks turning pink, eyes will at each others peek, boots laced up tightly
Thick cotton socks, no need to look at clocks, children nearby on a slide
Love in the air, your lover's stare, your forever right there by your side

The biggest great lake, huge waves that break, Superior when she is mad
Leaves that are blowing, your smile growing, hearts need no longer be sad
Seagulls that dive low for popcorn you throw, your heart can also now fly
Memories of our love, toasty lined leather gloves, so happy you could cry

Two souls did meet now only one heart beats, love that will forever stand
Her sweet laughter, wanting her for ever after, music from a far off band
His love he is holding, a lighthouse glowing, walking to the end of the pier
A brisk fall day, a Love there to stay, so happy your eyes will begin to tear

A nice picnic lunch, real love, no longer a hunch, her heart in yours is felt
Sailboats racing, two lovers embracing, his heart yours could always melt
I Love You, I Love You too, words spoken that have never been more true
Drawbridge rising, her passion surprising, lying on a blanket in plain view

A double-knit sweater, life can't be better, two hearts that begin to swell
Old ship anchors, incoming tankers, Duluth Harbor alive and doing well
White caps confer, looking at her, happy that she will become your bride
Eyes filled with desire, hearts on fire, kissing her and not wanting to hide

Always together, lovers forever, in the arms of passion they will be tonight
A horse drawn carriage, talking of marriage, a future that will burn bright
A cruise and dancing, starry sky watching, two hearts for each other pound
The noise level may be loud, but two lovers hear no crowd, in heaven tonight
TWO SOUL MATES WERE FOUND

TO HELEN FROM I by mindbringer

by mindbringer
(Northern Colorado)

The winds blow cold now o'er a dark Aegean sea,
waves languorously lap this red Ionian shore
where ruins of fabled Illium lie heaped upon the sands.
My fading mind wanders back to days of you and me,
down the dog-legged roads of yesterday
where ancient children dance and play.
Now songs are sung of our love; of our lore!
Our tales are told even in far and distant lands.

As I lie still (free at last!) near the sacred lake
down whose black river I must soon be borne,
I thought not of the thousand rotting hulks
nor their thousand captains haunting sunken reefs.
Nay, my last thought...my last effort...the last breath I take
is of you from whom I now am torn.

Even the great sea-god cries and sulks:
"Their love so great and true. A love beyond belief!"

Oh evil Solstice, what hath thy wrought?

Now your face, pale as the moon, has returned
to caress my soul and mind one last time.
Skin like ivory
white as the sun-bleached rocks of Thessaly!
Thighs like honey,
your muted cries...
as they lit the fires
upon my funeral pyre.

The black-cloaked criers...

The coins upon my eyes...


--------------------------------
mindbringer, 21 June 2010

Dreams By Danielle DoNascimento

by Danielle DoNascimento
(Marlborough, MA USA)

In my dreams a boy appears,
without a trace and no fear.
He was an angel from above,
Who protected my own heart.
Even though we knew each other,
He and I would be apart.
We would hide our own true feelings,
To just be friends and never talk...

My Prince of Kings by Anita Denning

by Anita Denning
(Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia )

Once upon a wishing star
I dreamed a place a land so far
Where kings and Queens in times of old
Were all adorned with sheets of gold
There I saw a man so fine
I felt I've known through all of time
He took me gently by the hand
And let me dream of all I can
Of all my wants and hearts desire
My soul did melt with his warm fire
His hands so soft, his magic touch
His smooth sweet voice, his stories and such
Then when came the time to leave
He kissed me true for I believe
In Love, is why my soul it sings
Of a land so far and my Prince of Kings

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Long Distance Love

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Long distance love, how are you?
Are you thinking of me too?
I thought about you again today,
Just hoping that you are okay,
Can’t you please pick up the phone?
As I sit here all alone.

Long distance love, do you recall?
The times it seemed we had it all,
The times we thought would never end,
But now I need more than a friend,
Everything could be so right,
If you would just come home tonight.

Long distance love, can’t you see?
How much you really mean to me,
Sometimes it seems to be my fate,
To have to sit at home and wait,
But if this is what I have to do,
I will always be here for you.

04-01-10.

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Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by WB Yeats

Had I heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor,have only my dreams:
I have spread my dreams under your feet:
tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

W.B. Yeats (1865–1939). The Wind Among the Reeds. 1899.

Song: To Celia by Ben Jonson

Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kisse but in the cup,
And Ile not look for wine.
The thirst, that from the soule doth rise,
Doth aske a drink divine:
But might I of Jove's Nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.
I sent thee, late, a rosie wreath,
Not so much honoring thee,
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not withered be.
But thou thereon did'st onely breathe,
And sent'st it back to mee:
Since when it growes, and smells, I sweare,
Not of it selfe, but thee.

So In Love With You Jasmine Page

by Jazz
(London England)

So In Love With You
My Feelings Flow True, Thru

I Have Stopped Playing Seek & Hide
While Your On My Mind
I'm Just Biding My Time

This Essence Of Energy
A Moment, A Second, A Touch, A Breath,
A Kiss Of Fleeting Joy

I Wait For Your Loving Touch
By Your Hands I Yearn For So Much


By Jasmine Page
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Music Man by Athena Gough

stuck here on electric linger
studying eccentric fingers
this one here, his love is music
his touch does electrify
oh my
like touch was inspired by his hands
my skin awaits like eager fans
'autograph me' is what I wish to
whisper
tag my voice with your name's refrain
till your name and my exhale are...
till your name and my breathlessness are...
same
make me like your center stage
write your music on my page
make melodies of
my heartstrings
practice me till all is right
I'm inspiring muse tonight
tonight I am electric lights
bright up high
and set for you
and the lights read 'I want you'
'cause
all I want is wanting you
and music
music
music

Blame Me Not by Maria Beata Tungaraza

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Tanzania)

Blame me not for my adoration,
Stealing my dreams not an abomination,
My profile allowed I reckon will have confessed,
I remain but a silent admirer,
Suffering heed to nature’s condemnation.

I bet I will escape my closet,
In your humble arms I’ll beg shelter,
Kiss the dimples of your cheek,
Confess my love condemned by nature,
Blame me not.

All I know is love

by Fahredin Shehu
(Kosovo)

Alas the solstice promises
This year plenty of opportunities
I’m not ready to challenge life
With that much abundances don’t I?
As she trained me to pass
Through narrow canyons
And all visible and invisible Kinvats

I use to follow only a quantum of happiness
And find joy in there
Surrounded by ocean of bitterness
Wondering how I endured
Such a long distance swimming

Do I believe in such impact?
The constellation of heavenly bodies
Are keen to arrange for me
I yet do not know
All I know is love
Yes I know it by heart

The True Love - David Whyte

There's a faith in loving fiercely the one who is rightfully yours
especially if you have waited years and especially if part of you never believed you could deserve this loved and beckoning hand held out to you this way.

I am thinking of faith now and the testaments of loneliness
and what we feel we are worthy of in this world.
Years ago in the Hebrides I remember an old man
who would walk every morning on the gray stones
to the shore of baying seals, who would press his
hat to his chest in the blustering salt wind and say his
prayer to the turbulent Jesus hidden in the waters.

And I think of the story of the storm and the people
waking and seeing the distant, yet familiar figure,
far across the water calling to them.
And how we are all preparing for that abrupt waking
and that calling and that moment when we have to say yes!

Except it will not come so grandly, so biblically,
but more subtly, and intimately in the face
of the one you know you have to love.
So that when we finally step out of the boat
toward them we find, everything holds us,
and everything confirms our courage.

And if you wanted to drown, you could,
But you don't, because finally, after all
this struggle and all these years,
you don't want to anymore.
You've simply had enough of drowning
and you want to live, and you want to love.
And you'll walk across any territory,
and any darkness, however fluid,
and however dangerous to take the one
hand and the one life, you know belongs in yours.

Polyamory

by Tzynya L. Pinchback
(www.tzynyapinchback.com)

(penned for my husband while on Church Street)

you are the last bloom of summer feathering
in the night sun, plucked
from the bare maple branch, crimson
in the hand
a quickening
in the breast

c.2010

I am hers, she is mine by Dwayne P. Carter

by Dwayne P. Carter
(Greenwood S.C. USA)

I am hers

She is mine

Eternal love

Peace of mind

Lovers forever

African Queen

African King

Longevity seen

Growth of beings

Warm blood flows

Heavenly lives lived

Bright tomorrows

I am hers

She is mine

Forever and ever

Until the end of time

We Started As Friends

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

We started out as a couple of friends,
Who saw each other now and then,
Two people hurt many times before,
And afraid of getting hurt once more.

Slowly we began to share long walks,
And share our thoughts in quiet talks,
And of each other we soon grew fond,
Realizing we shared a special bond.

Hearts that harbored so much pain,
They never thought they'd love again,
Secretly wishing that they would find,
Someone to give them peace of mind.

Hearts that searched so far and wide,
For the love that went missing inside,
Souls that roamed long and far,
Wishing upon most every star.

Then one day my wish came true,
I found love again and it was you,
There was a piece missing from my soul,
You were the one who made me whole.

05-17-10.

To Grow Old Together by Michael Cunningham

Hands that now tremble and shake as they reach to hold mine.
Hands that I kiss and hold tenderly and will throughout time.
Hands that warm my heart with more heat then even our sun.
Hands that I will love and cherish until our time here is done.

Lips that you press hard against my now old and wrinkled cheek.
Lips that tell me that your heart still has all its passion and heat.
Lips that I kiss with all of the tenderness I feel for you in my soul.
Lips that still excite me to the point that I nearly still lose control.

Eyes that are still beautiful though hazed over and frosted with time.
Eyes that see my soul clearly and continue to love this heart of mine.
Eyes that look at me with admiration even when I am not at my best.
Eyes that healed my soul and gave me courage to challenge any quest.

You came and sat beside me lying your head so sweetly on my shoulder.
You awaken memories of passion and love that did and still do smolder.
You have owned my heart and soul from that beautiful day we first met.
You are my soul-mate, my forever, and the miracle that God to me sent.

I Love You with all the passion that my heart for you has always felt.
I am committed to you forever my darling, my heart you still do melt.
I know our love is forever and I will love you until the very end of time.
I am yours forever and when we meet in heaven you will still be mine.

We accepted all life's hardships, and challenges that did come our way.
We held each other letting our love guide us through every rough day.
We will always be in love although in one area you did not do your best.
We are one because I reached for the stars while you accepted far less.

In my arms I hold you tightly while the daylight of our lives fades away.
In our hearts there is undying love though our bodies turn old and gray.
In each others arms knowing that our mate may not be here tomorrow.
In our heart our mate will be there to help us through this great sorrow.

If tomorrow the sun shines, I hope that I am blessed to see you there.
If we are still together then that means God has answered my prayer.
If though you awaken to find you face alone all life's stormy weather,
If you listen to your heart I am there holding you we have just begun
TO GROW OLD TOGETHER!

Longing by Matthew Arnold

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

You Must Know By: Michael Cunningham

Here is a romantic poem that really captures the gut-wrenching passion of being head-over-heels in love with someone. Reflecting often on those powerful feelings years down the road can help to revive a "complacent" relationship.

Please do not mind if you feel my fingers running through your hair
While you are sleeping and with tears in my eyes, I lie here and stare
You may never know what I feel while you are lying there so still
With tears that I try and hide at night, I ponder if you are real.
I look into the face of God's most beautiful and ultimate present
And vow my love to you, knowing that you were Heaven sent

Why was I blessed with this vision that keeps me up nightly
Can this love that I have for her be a gift from the almighty?
Is it be possible for this love that I have for her to even be?
What would I tell my true love if my heart could just speak free.

YOU MUST KNOW that I Love You, and you are my true mate.
Before there was you, my life was filled with bitterness and hate.
Your essence is what keeps and gives my heart the will to live
Without you in my heart, my soul would me, never forgive.

My heart is so full of you as I lie here, my head on your pillow
Touching and caressing you softly while asleep you are so mellow.
YOU MUST KNOW that your presence in my heart has saved my life
That my heart cries for yours and that you are my eternal soul's wife

I LOVE YOU! I say softly, voice so full of emotions that I shake.
I am yours forever, please my love, do not ever my heart, forsake!
My love for you is so strong that it can not be captured in a song.
My love for you is lifelong and to my heart and soul to you belong.

Tears once again start to stream, I awake and out-loud I scream!
OH MY GOD, can this be, you're in my heart but only a dream?
I beg to be shown where is this soul that my heart knows is real
She touched my soul, and her soul, also in my heart, I can feel.

The stream of tears that have now etched canyons in my skin
As I search the Earth for my life's mate, tomorrow to begin again
I grow old and lonely hurting for you, how cruel have the fate's been
That at night I can hold you, only in daylight do my nightmares begin.

Suddenly like an earthquake my whole body begins to shake
And I open my teary eyes and to my utter joy, my mouth falls agape
There you are shaking me from this cruel nightmare until I arose,
I look in the face of my one true love, I grabbed you and held you close.
YOU MUST KNOW sweetheart, to you I say, your heart is in my soul
and from now until the end of time, I will not for a second let you go.

With tears in your eyes, you held me so close and said I must confess
I was not sleeping earlier when my hair and face you did caress.
To hear your love for me caused my heart to ache and I began to cry.
While you slept, I too vowed my love for you while beside you I did lie

YOU MUST KNOW also, she said I awake at night and at you just stare
And also lie here caressing and running my fingers through your hair.
That I too thank God for sending your soul to me and our perfect love
And pledge my heart and soul to you forever here on Earth and above

There are not words that can express my feeling and deep desires
I Love you and that is all I can say unless there is something higher.
YOU MUST KNOW we both say, together, your love I'll never forsake
and if this is just a dream we pray to God that we never again awake

Each of us half of one heart, holding on to our one true love so tight
In loves grasp and so in love that our tears flowed heavy that night
Defenses gone each heart open and free, In unison, I love you so,
We were married in heaven, I am your forever, YOU MUST KNOW!

Remember the thoughts, smells, sounds and emotions surrounding your bone wrenching love for your mate and relive it all in your mind. Put yourself in the "feeling place" of that time. Delight in it. Do this for at least 17 seconds (or more!)and you will start to draw more of that delicious emotion to you.

DO NOT go to the place of lack and noticing that you may not feel as strongly about them now. That will simply serve to keep you in your current condition.

Focus on the positive if you want positive change. It works.

Silent Love.

by Mark Farrah
(Dar Es Salaam, Tanzania.)

Watching you, admiring you is so sweet,
Won't use words to tell you that I love you.

I showed it to you, and you knew it,
You accepted my love, I see you love back.

I love loving you this way, its so sweet,
Nothing sticky, nothing physical.

When you look at me, and I look at you,
We talk in that way, and that is complete.

Watching you is all what I want, no other,
Won't tell you anything like love, I did show it.

Unsafe Distance by Athena Gough

by Athena Gough

I try to stay convinced
that I like the distance
that space is what I need

I try to make-believe
that I'm cool as ice
when you're away from me

I try to occupy
my time with tasks
to keep you out of my head

but there are times
when we say goodbye
that I just take to my bed

I just grab hold
of pillows tight
give my arms a thing to do

but they aren't fooled
by my slick moves
they just ache more for you

I try to stay convinced
that I like the distance
it gives me room to grow

that it's good to wait
so I can play it safe
from the dangers that you hold

the dangers of
your strong embrace
the havoc of your lips

they push my soul
right past the edge
and into the abyss

I sense the dangers
of your mouth
in your words or wicked phrase

the things you say
course through my brain
and leave me scorched for days

I sense a danger
in your thoughts
it's something that I seek

be they thoughts of bliss
or my demise
no objection do I speak

no protest lies
inside my mind
perhaps it's that I fear

how much I enjoy
your wicked ways
is all that remains clear...

...but still...

I try to stay convinced
that I like the distance
your heat's too hot up close

it quickly destroys
all of my resistance
and the carnal is exposed

...and I do not oppose.

Johnny's Requiem by Lee Ann Sontheimer Murphy

by Lee Ann Sontheimer Murphy
(Neosho, Missouri, USA)

I remember the recipe
the ingredients that combined
into a dish for souls to savor.
You are here.
You are not.
You are with me
Where I go,
Following the wind across the skies.

I once danced across the star flung skies
With you as spirit
my bond was forged
and my departure into life failed to sever it,
always there, ever behind my eyes
until full recollection returned and
I let your spirit touch my soul
merged again.

There shall be no missed turn of fate,
ever after, even after the fire ants
begin to sting there will be no forgetting:
I know now this is reality.
Love endures and you are with me -
this truth sings in my soul
and I know,
and I love.



http://leeannsontheimermurphywriterauthor.blogspot.com/2011/01/memories-little-real-life-romance.html

IN THE RAIN WITH YOU -Kushal Raj Patnaik

by Kushal Raj Patnaik
(Chandrapur)

In the rain with you
When you came out running too
Being so mad, yet so wet,
A hug I wished could get...

And in the rain we walk together,
With a kiss as soft as feather
And with us, hand-in-hand,
Heaven seems the Deadly sand..

See the clouds how high they are,
And its reaches reaching far
Count the raindrops falling on you,
Yet even more, I LOVE YOU...

Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font:
The firefly wakens: waken thou with me.
Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost,
And like a ghost she glimmers on to me.
Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars,
And all thy heart lies open unto me.
Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves
A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me.
Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake:
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom and be lost in me.

Spellbound by Athena Gough

by Athena Gough
(Ohio )

you left your promise
inside my lips
and my lips
the gift they gave
to yours was
flaming in my kiss

my love for you is endless
indeed I owe a debt
to show to you
the way you rend
me senseless

commence the lesson
I want to learn
what really makes you burn
while locked inside
this session

it's only you who'll reach me
wanted it melted
deep inside my head
the lessons that
you'll teach me.

I'll learn your subject well
I'm simply yearning
just to earn a moment
haunted in your spell

Valentine Song by Robert Argyle Campbell

Dearest, let these roses
In their purity,
Be a present symbol
Of my love for thee.
Underneath the blossom
Thorns are sure to grow;
Take heed lest you touch them,
They would pain you so!
Ah! my faults like thorns are,
But cannot they be
Hidden 'neath the flower
Of my love for thee?

i give my all by babe..o6

by babe
(philippines)

i was lost but now im found by you
i was confused but now sure im going with you
i give up but im back you help me through
i am weak you gave me strength to hold on to

yes! i love you babe your the one for me
and i will give my all just dont let me fall
coz babe and forevermore i trust in you d i believe in you my babe lorenzo

Enchanted Clandestine by Maria Beata Tungaraza

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Dar es Salaam, Tanzania)

Moment appease,
Enchanted clandestine,
In the heart of the night nature at ease,
Cuddled amidst the pond of adoration,
Mysterious rose its thorn pricks not!

Amiably my hand lends a gentle stroke,
Again and again with a fondle vigor,
When the rose blossoms why should I rebuke?
A kiss is not a bite tenderly congenial,
Entangled in body, mind and soul,
As tears roll down the ordained nature,
In dreams so sweetly we mutually meet,
The beauty of the rose the thorn pricks not!

Norway's Kiss

by Julian Georges
(Armidale, NSW, Australia)

The sun is high and the water deep
The touch of skin feels like purple sleep
And there softly I will stay
Caressed and comforted for the rest of my days
Her summer washes me away
And like a virgin she will see
For the love of love we will dream

The meaning of love

by staphne
(ky)

To gaze upon my love,is to feel completely at ease.
I run my fingers through her hair,
And it smells of a warm breeze.
We stand in a timeless moment,together in a tight embrace.
Motionless in the night's air, observing every detail of her face.
The strength of her beauty has command over my will.
We spend every moment we can, and yet, can never get our fill.
Her personality seals the deal.I shall remain with her forever.
I make a pact with my self this day,to never lose this treasure.

I love her and she is the only one.

Love is a shy smile a sweet hello,
a soft caress.

Love is two hands entwined,a lingering kiss,a swelling of the heart.

Love is undeniable,unforgettable,unimaginable,and what every heart yearns for and needs.

Love is the greatest thing on earth.

Love is meant to be love, will never do you wrong.
Every wrong love leads you to the right love.
Every broken heart makes you stronger.

This is what my love is and means to me.

Sheryl McCall

S=sweet
H=honest
E-enbracing
R=reality
Y=youthfull
L=loving
M=mature
C=caring
C=calm
A=amazing
L=lovable
L=lover

My Special Love (Happy Valentine's Day)

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Sitting with you right next to me,
Nowhere in the world I’d rather be,
Your every move brings a smile to my face,
With your awesome beauty and natural grace,
I enjoy being with you day and night,
Being with you just feels so right.

Of all the loves I have known,
None have the kindness you have shown,
None have the charms that you possess,
None can match your soft caress,
None can match the joy you bring,
None can cause my heart to sing.

Of all the loves who have come my way,
None can match the passion you display,
None can speak the words that always sound right,
None can match the feeling when you hold me tight,
None can match your special charms,
When you hold me tight in your arms.

That’s why I know I have found the one,
A special love that is second to none,
I know in my heart that you feel it too,
That’s why my heart is my gift to you,
I just need to write this so I can say,
To my special love, Happy Valentine’s Day.

02-14-10.

"Crazy tonight"

by Michael C. Bernard
(Ireland)

The wind is crazy tonight,



Some might think it romantic!

Still, my shadow lines the walls

Hay, breaking my fall.



Ideas wandering to streams close by,

And those that have yet to be known.





The wind is crazy tonight,

Soft Lamplight-

And some other boat being blown.



Do not stop the passion from growing,

I say, I whisper, I pray,



For we have yet to be shown.



The wind is crazy tonight,

My pen shall continue to roam…



The rain has its flaunting ways,

It allows for strays, for days and days,

Do NOT be stuck and unknown.



For the wind is crazy tonight,

Fine and fluttering and free,



Be like it – BE

Feel like it – Free



The wind is crazy tonight,

Passing sea, salt and stone.

And from within, there’s that flickering flame!

The fire that’s yet to be known.



The wind – its crazy tonight….



© 2011 All Rights Reserved –Michael C. Bernard

Truly A Find

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

I have met so many women,
Some with model looks.
Others were so very bright,
Had knowledge found in books.

So many times a woman,
Has stood out from the crowd.
Hanging on my arm,
She really made me proud.

But over the years, as time has passed,
I've come to understand.
Most of those relationships,
Did not work as planned.

But now that I am older,
And somewhat more mature.
I have a greater understanding,
Of what it takes to endure.

And while a pretty face may tempt me,
Just like in the past.
I now look for something deeper,
Something that will last.

Though many a beauty has passed on through,
Like members of a passing parade.
I now long for that beauty,
Something that won't fade.

Because smarts and a pretty face,
May make for a wonderful start.
But for a lasting finish,
One has to look to the heart.

For to find a love that will truly last,
Through both thick and thin.
One that will survive the good and the bad,
It must come from deep within.

For when you meet that certain someone,
Whose heart is loving and kind.
And experience a love so deep and true,
That love is truly a find.

07-01-10

a haiku

by John Potts
(England)

late summer butterflies
sunlight and falling leaves
along the bramble path

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To My Wife

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

Looking back on the time we shared,
Nothing else in my life has compared,
Ever since that day we walked down the aisle,
We have walked together for many a mile,
Joined together hand in hand,
Part of some much larger plan,
You have brought to my world such sheer delight,
Making my time on earth so sunny and bright,
I am so thankful for the time we spend,
Time together I hope will never end,
From the first time I saw your face,
I knew you were my saving grace,
Like a drowning man who’s been thrown a rope,
You’ve provided me such unending hope,
Casting my loneliness to the side,
Never once breaking your stride,
Like a gift from Heaven above,
I’m so thankful for your love,
A true love that will never fade,
I’m thankful for the love we made,
All the times we held each other tight,
Making love with all our might,
A special dance between the covers,
That could only be done by true lovers,
Thankful I have you to hug and hold,
Thankful for the passion you let unfold,
I pray this time with you will never end,
For it is time spent with my best friend,
So thankful for the joy you bring,
Symbolized by a wedding ring,
I know the best is yet to come,
Though we are two, we think as one,
For no matter what the future may bring,
I am proud it is you who wears my ring.

01-19-10.

A PRAYER FOR YOU by DUSKA VRHOVAC

by Duska Vrhovac
(Belgrade, Serbia)

First, I raised my head towards the sky
and put my hands together
closed the palms.
On the ceiling of a temple
one funny angel winked at me
bringing a smile to my face.

Seeing me smiling
the Lord just waved off
and as rigorous as He is
He smiled too.

Then I silently
spelling letter by letter
cherishing them with the lips
moistened with the Jordan’s water
called your name.
The angel winked again
and God got serious.

My first thought
it seemed like packing a suitcases
for the pilgrimage trip
inside yet nothing
and around just the relics:
prayer book
photos stored in the iris
memories of tears and laughter
deaths and births
lost and found words
and the hope in prophetic, a new
impossible, sweet and cruel
without which there is no life
nor death.

The second thought was:
Goodness gracious, move that suitcase
it cannot take the thoughts about the trip
let alone so much baggage.

Now, the angel got serious
and the Lord smiled again.
I, whatever I touched
felt just anxiety.
Only the emptiness of suitcase
was watching me quietly.

I called your name again.
The Lord looked at me motionlessly
but as he uttered a single letter
as if I heard something important, paternal: Aaand ...?

Bring him, Lord
I said out loud, and I opened my eyes.

I saw the angel taking off
smiling
and I saw the Lord
still motionlessly looking at me
with a paused question mark on his lips.

Bring him, Lord
I repeated clearly
while laying warm hands on the chest
in the middle of the Lord’s Prayer
and crossed myself.

Then the fireworks began.

Two doves frightened
of very loud sounds of celebration
whooshed just above my head.

The suitcase shut itself, empty.

Those relics of the former life
scattered around
entered into the shadows of their own
I set foot into the eve
the festive, New Year’s one.

Hunched, in front of me,
the Lord walked
or maybe just his shadow
who knows.

I acted foolhardy and now I uttered
his question Aaaand?

He turned
looked at me straight in the eye and
humanly, little pensively, spoke:
Sometimes I need help too.

It lasted, face to face with Him.
He and I, and between us - you!

No fooling, as if I heard.
It will open heart and die as Krishnamurti
like a deer in a quiet forest
in the light of the new moon
or it will close it completely, irretrievably
and live as another unborn I.

Then the fireworks stopped.

We remained for some time
in the comforting silence
of this festive eve
the Lord or his shadow
and we, you and me.
It all looked so literal
but it was a real life
so real that you would not believe.

After, you and the Lord left
each to his own side
I am still standing there
fearing the steps that lead
to the other side I have just chosen.

©Duška Vrhovac
(Translated from Serbian: Aleksandar Malešević)

Letter to the one I love

by D.R. McKee
(Lafayette IN...USA)

Our eyes did meet and a beautiful site,
two souls intertwined forever as one.
A love so pure and deep,
like the rivers and the springs we flow.
Forever bound to you I am yours for the keeping.
My heart is no longer broken, forever no more weeping.
Your arms around me and a warm breath in my ear
are all I could ask for from year to year.
To you I say this for my happiness is overwhelming.
This love we have created it feels so right.
To have you to cherish is all I need
and the love you give me is for my heart to feed.
I need you to know this and understand it's true,
You are forever and my only hearts desire is you.

A Day's Rest- Darren Bunton

by Darren Buunton
(Los Angeles)

Like the sun at dusk
Like a rose in the wind
May your soul be at ease
At day's end

Of Pearls and Stars by Heinrich Heine

The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
More precious than these wonders are
My heart-of-hearts filled with your love.
The ocean's power, the heavenly sights
Cannot outweigh a love filled heart.
And sparkling stars or glowing pearls
Pale as love flashes, beams and darts.
So, little, youthful maiden come
Into my ample, feverish heart
For heaven and earth and sea and sky
Do melt as love has melt my heart.

Night To Remember, Written by Mark Hoffman a.k.a Dripping Silence

by Mark Hoffman
(Brooklyn NY)

There's no need to worry
For the day will never come
When I'm done loving you
The many ways in which I do

I will never let myself forget
The moment when we first met
The suspense was killing me
From waiting patiently
Until I could kiss your soft lips

That night was flawless
As well equally perfect
Exactly how you looked
I was actually nervous
But I knew you definitely
Would be worth it

I just couldn't resist
Comparing how this
Felt so different
To anything I've experienced
Particularly how easy
We could see
Right beneath the skyline
Where the stars looked perfectly aligned

I remember so clear
Watching you stare
For hours at the moon
It began to shine
Not a minute to soon
It really seemed
To have never moved

It was perfectly positioned
Right atop the ocean
It looked so amazing
I couldn't help mentioning
How there's nothing
That could ever compare
To feeling your heart
Start beating so hard
As we laid under the stars
It actually sent chills
Up my arms

As we walked by the ocean
Each step in the sand
You held on tighter to my hand
The calm sound of the cool breeze
We found the most beautiful palm tree
To sit underneath
To listen to each others heart beat

Even though the wind blew slow
You still could feel our love flow
Whispering words of romance
We promised right then
To leave nothing to chance

As I glanced in your eyes
Our lips finally Intertwined
It sent shivers down my spine
I wish that moment
Could of been frozen in time

Before the night was about to end
We agreed there's a possibility
We might never meet again

So in that palm tree
We carved beautifully
These words

"No matter how far
We are ever apart
Our love will remain
A burning flame
In our hearts
We promise each other
It will never go dark"

Most importantly
FOREVER
This will be our

Night To Remember

My Love Did Sometimes Wander

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

My love did sometimes wander,
And my thoughts did often roam,
From the one who held them dear,
And gave my love a home.

But I was young and restless,
And my heart would long to play,
Never thinking of the one I’d hurt,
When my love would go astray.

They say if you play with fire,
You sometimes will get burned,
And though the lessons were often hard,
The lessons did get learned.

For I know my heart belongs right here,
With the one whose love is true,
And if my thoughts should wander again,
They will wander back to you.

1-20-11.

The First Touch by Louis Cecile

by Louis Cecile
(London)

Time stands still

Stars come out at daylight

For a moment I have a vision

Homeostasis flows through the body

A glow divine

I am now weakened

Yet I endure marveled on this magical tour

A tour where my eyes cannot be opened

I can feel visualization

When released

I have found peace

I know that you are here… - Radmila. V. Stankovic

by Radmila
(Serbia )

I absorbed you in my eyes,
I gave you my arms,
I wove my dreams
for you!

I spread my years
before you.
You wait for me in the morning,
you flourish my soul.

You grant me with a heart,
you touch me with tranquility.
You speak quietly
and you pass through me
like a scent
when you walk across the field…

And when everything is over
and I go to sleep,
still it follows me,
that somnolent scent.
I know that you are here…

I absorbed you in my soul,
I dedicated my wishes to you.
With my wishes
I wish for you,
the miracles of nature
I feel for you.

I painted the morning scents
with you.
I put you
in my rivers,

I sheltered you
from my rains.
I know that you are here…

The Truelove by David Whyte

There is a faith in loving fiercely

the one who is rightfully yours,

especially if you have

waited years and especially

if part of you never believed

you could deserve this

loved and beckoning hand

held out to you this way.


I am thinking of faith now

and the testaments of loneliness

and what we feel we are

worthy of in this world.


Years ago in the Hebrides

I remember an old man

who walked every morning

on the grey stones

to the shore of baying seals,

who would press his hat

to his chest in the blustering

salt wind and say his prayer

to the turbulent Jesus

hidden in the water,


and I think of the story

of the storm and everyone

waking and seeing

the distant

yet familiar figure

far across the water

calling to them,

and how we are all

preparing for that

abrupt waking,

and that calling,

and that moment

we have to say yes,


except it will

not come so grandly,

so Biblically,

but more subtly

and intimately in the face

of the one you know

you have to love,


so that when we finally step out of the boat

toward them, we find

everything holds

us, and confirms

our courage, and if you wanted

to drown you could,

but you don't


because finally

after all the struggle

and all the years,

you don't want to any more,

you've simply had enough

of drowning


and you want to live and you

want to love and you will

walk across any territory

and any darkness,

however fluid and however

dangerous, to take the

one hand you know

belongs in yours.

~ David Whyte ~

(House of Belonging)

More Beautiful Every Day

by Alan W. Jankowski
(New Jersey, USA)

They say that time is the great thief,
Robber of beauty and of looks,
I have heard it spoken times before,
Have read of it in books,

But as the years go by with you,
I realize more and more,
You just get that much better,
So much better than before.

For what may have caught my eye,
Was surely your pretty face,
But over the years I have come to know,
Your true beauty and inner grace,

For your true beauty is not seen,
Not what you choose to show,
It is your beauty that lies inside,
The beauty I've come to know,

And as the years pass on by,
You age just like fine wine,
And every year that passes by,
Makes me glad you're mine.

Far from your beauty ever fading,
I feel that I must say,
You just keep on getting better,
And more beautiful every day.

04-25-10.

A Moment to Remember by Alexander Pushkin

A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there.
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare.
I pray to mute despair and anguish
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.
Time passed- A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.
In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for, love.
Then came a moment of renaissance,
I looked up- you again are there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that`s beautiful and rare.

Cherry-Ripe by Thomas Campion

There is a garden in her face
Where roses and white lilies blow;
A heavenly paradise is that place,
Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow:
There cherries grow which none may buy
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.
Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row,
Which when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rose-buds fill'd with snow;
Yet them nor peer nor prince can buy
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.
Her eyes like angels watch them still;
Her brows like bended bows do stand,
Threat'ning with piercing frowns to kill
All that attempt with eye or hand
Those sacred cherries to come nigh,
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.

I'll Love You For Ever More----Kushal Raj Patnaik

by Kushal Raj Patnaik
(chandrapur, maharashtra, india)

Like the countless stars in the sky,
Like the lovely clouds floating by,
Like the romance of the full moon,
Want to be with you for ever soon...

And as the water that mystifies,
Transforming, it glorifies,
Unending like the flow before,
I'll love you for ever more!!!

Brief Storm by mindbringer

by mindbringer
(Northern Colorado)

Downcast eyes,
golden thighs.
One heart flies,
another cries.
Emotions rise,
mere words no one buys,
or worse than those, white lies.
So many tries,
elusive prize.
Then anger dies,
yells turn into sighs!
Love fits just one size,
bond that breaks all ties,
under gray October skies,
amidst the scent of apple pies.

Missing You: by Maria Beata Tungaraza

by Maria Beata Tungaraza
(Dar es Salaam, Tanzania)

Missing You!

In the heart of the somber night,
Reigned by the charm of the moonlight,
My head cuddled humbly by my fist,
It is indeed many a day,
You still are so far away,
Turning and tossing the gloomy night,
Akin to remedy,
In my heart you dwell alright,
Missing you!