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| When the words just come...
Posted: 2/22/2008 5:01:27 PM | My sweetie arrives home tomorrow after a one-week absence. I have written this poem for his homecoming.
GOD MUST HAVE BEEN INSPIRED
those finely-chiselled features,
the high cheekbones
and sculpted nose
perfectly-formed lips
a work of art
begging to be kissed,
the white teeth
that light up your grin,
that mesmerizing smile
the waves of curls
for my fingers to surf,
skiing through silken abundance
those chocolate-brown eyes
with long thick lashes,
hypnotic
skin so smooth
so soft for my hands to glide,
starting with the broad shoulders
to the back,
down the arms
to entwine our fingers,
yours and mine
to bury my face
in your chest
with your strong arms
wrapped around me,
and just breathe
breathe in the scent
of this man I adore,
this man who captivates
all of my senses
God must have been inspired
on the day He created you
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| When the words just come...
Posted: 2/22/2008 8:46:55 PM | thanks for the comments and thanks also for welcomeing me with open arms...hear is the newiest poem i've wrote:
your my life
Forever is what I say to you,
No other words could be more true,
Every morning I see you,
Before I open my eyes,
Because everything about you,
My heart has memorized,
No one has made me feel this way,
Look forward to seeing you each and every day,
You feel me with emotion,
I feel my only reason for being is being with you,
And there is nothing I wouldn't do,
I try to make you believe and it may be hard for you to believe,
You are everything I take in,
You are my air to breathe,
It may scare you that I feel this way,
But I promise I wont leave you until my last day, nothing can take that away,
I live as I breathe for you now and always.... | |
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| When the words just come...
Posted: 2/23/2008 6:29:44 AM | Hopping in to see
what others have left
for you and me
beautiful words of love
grace this page
flowing like wings of a free soaring dove....
Garden Squirrel....
What a magnificent piece of poetry
that you leave here for this man you adore
to write such words of appreciation
I believe will truly touch him to his inner core.
breathe in the scent
of this man I adore,
this man who captivates
all of my senses
For another to touch us
alert everything we are inside
truly is a man that we will speak of
with true adoring pride
rare is this find
not many will have it in view
yet if it should come your way
there is no mistaking that it is true.
Thank you Garden...may your homecoming this evening be sweet and wonderful, as you are to me my friend.
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| When the words just come...
Posted: 2/23/2008 6:50:57 AM | Nice to see you back Hellraiser, and I am glad that you have felt welcome to leave your poetry here with us again.
Every morning I see you,
Before I open my eyes,
Because everything about you,
My heart has memorized,
These lines make Wabbit smile, I know them all to well.
To have taken you so deep
into recesses of my loving mind
to conjure up at will
for within me they have been firmly bined
a perfect image I create
as my eyes lay closed this morn
wander do I with you floating here
sweet fantasies then are born.
Welcome to the thread "sweetheartedwoman"....so glad you have enjoyed the poetry found therein. | |
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| fourteen days to go
Posted: 2/23/2008 9:07:25 AM | Another visit we approach.......fourteen days we must.....
Whispering Winds
It seems as if winds around me
blow quite strong
messages within them
speak of a wait not long
prepare you must
for ahead lies great change
of what you once were
blowing winds did rearrange
take steps without haste
for a grand move comes to you
these winds are soothing
as they lift me to what I must do
ahead I move forward
now these winds upon my back
with a gentle push
I know now I must not slack
upon my ear a name so sweetly plays
calling me to where I need to go
"come to me my darling"
our love for a lifetime you need to know. | |
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| fourteen days to go
Posted: 2/23/2008 11:47:17 AM | | Thanks Wabbit. These poems are so great, how do you come with all of this? | |
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| fourteen days to go
Posted: 2/23/2008 9:51:40 PM | thanks again for the comments. I get my poems from the want of finding my true love and times where i thought i found her but it didn't happen..like this one:
Touch
The touch of your hand, it still lingers
the sound of your voice, it still rings
the warmth of your smile I remember
fading with time it should seem.
So how do you have this control?
How do I shake these memories?
Why do I still love you so?
Remembering all of our history.
The days pass, but you're still here
not in my arms, but still in my heart.
I reached for your love but I'm still empty
I'm an open book that's been torn apart.
The thought of our dreams are still with me
We shared in this life, we shared with our love
we gave to each other completely
we only broke down when push came to shove.
I remember the nights we shared laughing
I remember the nights we made love
How many times that I've wondered
if we really tried, could we rise above?
You know for me this isn't easy
I'm still the book that's been torn apart
I still have these pages you're reading
why can't you give me what's in your heart?
The touch of your hand still lingers
my hand in yours the world is ours
I would slip that ring on your finger
and close that old book and start a new one with you.
So how do I ask for your forgiveness?
How do I dry those tears that were cried?
How can we start this all over?
How do I do this when love takes two?
I know that my touch with you still lingers
I know that my heart is still in your hands
I know that we can get past this point
and once again become lovers and friends.
The warmth of your touch starts me burning
the heat of your fire, it burns deep in my soul
we gave to each other completely
lets' give to each other a place to call home. | |
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| 13 days to go
Posted: 2/24/2008 6:27:42 AM | Happy Sunday everyone..
Nice to see you back Sweethearted woman
as to this question you ask
when love flows sweetly through a heart
to write poetry or find words to express becomes not a task
they simply just flow
for love brings so much to say
all I can say in reply
is that these words just come my way.
Nice to also see you back Hellriaser
A poem of lost love is one hard to bare
speaking of a time where with another
you greatly did share
you speak so candidly
of what it was that you felt at that time
yet for some reason or another
this sweet love found crossed a line
where no longer
could it fulfill one the same it seems
now one sits so somber
relishing in broken dreams
yet I have found so greatly
that each time a broken heart comes to our view
it shall make us stronger and wiser
now we will know more in life which partner is best for you
mistakes need to happen
broken hearts will heal
trust in when I say this
again sweet magical love you will feel.
Thank you Hellraiser, keep writing for I feel you have great talent for one of such a young age. Depth of soul is quite evident....take care, and good luck finding that lady of your dreams!!!! | |
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| 13 days to go
Posted: 2/24/2008 6:49:48 AM | Blue....
So lost am I
over here without you
knowing you are ill
causes me to be blue
sleep you must
to get better I know
yet a great need to be beside you
through me does flow
such a desire
runs rampant through my mind
to be with you
I wish an answer I could find
yet we must endure this parting
life's obligations say we must
things to be completed
yet this truly makes me feel as if I will bust
waiting is hard
anticipation of dreams beginning is strong
these months ahead
seem oh so long
know I grow anxious
I need to be with you
without you lost is my feeling
truly I am blue. | |
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| 13 days to go
Posted: 2/24/2008 7:00:53 AM | A caress
A sigh
Fingers through flowing hair
A breath
A scent
Wafting through air
Together
United
Wait now is done
A touch
A word
Spoken in unison. | |
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| 13 days to go
Posted: 2/24/2008 11:11:27 AM | Sitting here hurting
Home with the flu
My only reprieve
Is thinking of you
My head hurts badly
My throat is so dry
Yet I think of you
I smile and sigh
You are my comfort
From across many miles
Even in pain
You cause many smiles
So I'll take my meds
I'll go back to bed
Sleep with the image
Of you in my head | |
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| 12 days to go
Posted: 2/25/2008 6:09:03 AM | Sweet Morn
Sweet morn
quiet yet for a ticking clock I hear
I sit here deeply longing
for you to be to me near
Sweet morn
a part of day I most enjoy tis true
sweeter would this morn be
if it could be spent with you.... | |
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| 12 days to go
Posted: 2/25/2008 6:09:38 AM | Poetry of Amy Lowell
A Dome of Many-coloured Glass
"To-morrow to Fresh Woods and Pastures New"
As for a moment he stands, in hardy masculine beauty,
Poised on the fircrested rock, over the pool which below him
Gleams in the wavering sunlight, waiting the shock of his plunging.
So for a moment I stand, my feet planted firm in the present,
Eagerly scanning the future which is so soon to possess me.
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| 12 days to go
Posted: 2/25/2008 6:20:07 AM | Warm sunlight breaking through
my window today
upon my arched face
sweetly it does play
warming me
hence a smile does erupt
then with a wink
gone is it so abrupt
always moving
just as life is it seems
yet but for a moment this endearing sun
reminded me of walking along peaceful streams. | |
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| 12 days to go
Posted: 2/25/2008 6:30:06 AM | Drifting
I drifted off to sleep last night
your voice so freshly in my mind
I wrapped my arms around me firmly
imagining that it was you and I entwined
with eyes closed quite tight
to a place of memories I did go
where two so in love played within nature
laughter between them did greatly flow
sleep then did come to me
all night a vision of you did dance
soothing was this sleep
dreams filled with romance. | |
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| 12 days to go
Posted: 2/25/2008 6:37:07 AM | A Surprise
As I sifted through photos
one silently fell into my hand
so lightly it came to me
as if the weight of a small grain of sand
as I looked at this picture
such a familiar face stared back at me
a softness filled my heart
for it was my dear grandmother you see
I began to look closer
our smiles are the same it's true
more similarities
instantly came to my view
how we squint our eyes
roundness of cheeks the same
softly from my lips
I said out loud her name
missing her so
gone for many years now has she
yet no matter if no longer on this earth
she reigns as a big part of me
this photograph
brings me back to wonderful memories
I pray now she is playing in skies above
flying so free.
Bringing this home from Infinite Memories | |
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mmmmmy
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 6044 | |
| 12 days to go
Posted: 2/25/2008 12:00:22 PM | Wabbit.......
these words...
Revalation!
Lovely
compilation
of love!
Sent
kept
above
simply
Love!
as I looked at this picture
such a familiar face stared back at me
a softness filled my heart
for it was my dear grandmother you see
I began to look closer
our smiles are the same it's true
more similarities
instantly came to my view
how we squint our eyes
roundness of cheeks the same
softly from my lips
I said out loud her name
missing her so
I am deepend and sorrowful
for this loss!
We so miss
those
that helped
us!
Always
here
not
far!
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| When the words just come........
Posted: 2/26/2008 4:58:34 AM | Good morning everyone....
Thank you mmmmmy for your comments...you of all people know what my grandmother meant to me, hard to believe that the 14th anniversary of her death has just passed. May we always remember those that were good to us in life.
Welcome MissNeekole to the thread...thank you for you comment, and if you have anything to share, please feel free to do so.
Winter storm here in Ontario
four more inches they call of snow
kids stay home today
means my house will be full of play
makes me smile for I do love kids around
to me there is no greater sound....
(now if they would only keep it down! grins....   ) | |
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| When the words just come........
Posted: 2/26/2008 5:04:15 AM | Been trying to pick songs for dances at the wedding....I am looking for ideas for my father/daughter dance, so if anyone has a favourite I would appreciate having the lyrics posted here...such an important dance, would love to have a very sweet one for my daddy and I. Of course Hunter and I have already picked our first dance song...but this one seemed to be tossing around in my mind last night.....
Nobody Loves Me Like You Do
Like a candle burning bright
Love is glowing in your eyes
A flame to light our way
That burns brighter everyday
But now I have you
Nobody loves me like you do
Like a leaf upon the wind
I could find no place to land
I dreamed the hours away
And wondered everyday
Do dreams come true
Nobody loves me like you do
Chorus:
What if I'd never met you
Where would I be right now
Funny how life just falls in place somehow
You've touched my heart in places that I never even knew
Cause nobody loves me like you do
I was words without a tune
I was a song still unsung
A poem with no rhyme
A dancer out of time
But now there's you
Baby, nobody loves me like you do
chorus
So if you have any suggestions for songs for father/daughter dance...please help this Wabbit out!
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| When the words just come........
Posted: 2/27/2008 7:32:27 AM | As I gaze out around me
a landscape of ice hardened snow
twinkles in sunlight
into this chilled air I must go
within moments
into my morning bones it seeps
with a crunching of footsteps
into this winter wonder I creep
invigorating to lungs
awake quickly I become
I look up in thanks
to a warming sun
melt this I ask
take this chilly weather away
my body longs for
a heated summer day.
Dang is it ever cold here.....Wabbit don't like it at all.  | |
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 6049 | |
| When the words just come........
Posted: 2/27/2008 7:35:53 AM | Always And Forever lyrics
Artist: Luther Vandross
Always and forever
Each moment with you
Is just like a dream to me
That somehow came true, yeah
And I know tomorrow
Will still be the same
Cuz we got a life of love
That won't ever change and
[1] - Everyday love me your own special way
Melt all my heart away with a smile
Take time to tell me you really care
And we'll share tomorrow together
Ooh baby, I'll always love you forever
Ever, ever, ever
There'll always be sunshine
When I look at you
It's something I can't explain
Just the things that you do
If you get lonely
Call me and take
A second to give to me
That magic you make and
[Repeat 1]
[Ad lib until fade]
This would be a lovely Father daughter dance....dont cha think?
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| When the words just come........
Posted: 2/27/2008 7:55:24 AM | GM mmmmmy...thank you for bringing good old Luther to this page, what an amazing voice he possesses. I have been seriously thinking about this father/daughter dance, and this song keeps coming to my mind, and yes it does go along with our butterfly theme. Thinking it will be my number one choice..............
Butterfly Kisses -Bob Carlisle
There's two things I know for sure.
She was sent here from heaven, and she’s daddy’s little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,
She talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.
And I thank God for all the joy in my life, But most of all...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.
"Walk beside the pony daddy, it’s my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, daddy, but I sure tried."
Oh, with all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right.
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet sixteen today.
She’s looking like her momma a little more every day.
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings in a great big world. But I remember...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you daddy, but if you don’t mind,
I’m only going to kiss you on cheek this time."
With all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right.
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.
All the precise time.
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly, spread your wings and fly.
She’ll change her name today.
She’ll make a promise, and I’ll give her away.
Standing in the bride room just staring at her.
She asked me what I’m thinking, and I said, "I’m not sure,
I just feel like I’m losing my baby girl."
Then she leaned over... and gave me...
Butterfly kisses, with her mama there.
Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.
"Walk me down the aisle daddy, it’s just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty daddy?" "Daddy don’t cry."
With all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right.
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses.
I couldn’t ask God for more, man, this is what love is.
I know I’ve gotta let her go, but I’ll always remember.
Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses... | |
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