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I'm just saying, you simply must live for today.It's all balancing on a wire, don't you know?Balancing on a wireand ready to fall.Smell that?It's the perfume of unbridled passionwafting on the zephyrsof emotions.My emotions and yours when we looked upand saw that special glance,and the wrinklesin the cornersof the eye.The crinkles of comprehension,knowing that the day was but a chance,but perchance, more.A beginning to li...

She knows I am always here for herWhen she has had too much and needs meNeeds what only I can giveIt would seemWhat I am always prepared to giveShe knowsWe cannot be togetherAs a couple That would never doCould never beBut I am here for herWhen she needs me We have promises to keepAnd people with whom We must beBut I am always here for her Good friendsAlwaysAnd so much more Much more than perhaps we should be But I am her...

GlidingDrifting Gently stepping into my heart Did you even know you had enteredThat empty chamberUnfilled for so long Surely you didn'tOr you wouldn't have left so abruptlyWith echoing footsteps of denial As I sighed Gossamer gowns of forgotten dreamsStill not livedNor lovedDraped aboutAristocratic shouldersOf desire Desired but unmetReaching out To be nothing specialOnce moreNothing specialAm I But smiled uponAnd touched...

Remembrance of odors that filled mewith elation and sorrow. A tempting, taunting whiffof gardeniason the breeze. Tuneful, memorable songsof youth and optimisticfervencythat follow andfill you with sad exuberanceand regret. Lying beside her,one night in watermelon season,on grassy tufts of summer,we joined together once,and never again. Reality butting its rapaciousneedwas voraciousin its passionate urging to forget. To fo...

It's been awhile since you were here. Hello.How're you doing. I'm happy to see you.Happy.Yeah, you look good.Looking good my lady.Always looking good.Always did, always will.Such a choice woman.Pure perfection.To me.Special.We had a special thing going on.Remember that. Remember us. We were special.Of course. Yes, of course I still adore you.My own sweet one.My own.We were one, one together.Of course.That doesn't end.I am...

Listening to Abba.Popular music mirroring your life. That's why it's popular. The winner takes it all.Thinking it was moving right along.And really,You were onlyTreading water,While she was rescuing another. Another heart to fill her emptiness,The emptiness you knew was there,And wanted to declareYou could touch,And succor. But The winner takes it all.Too slow And nowToo late,You may never know what you lost,But you can g...

Imagine her with flowers in her hair.I do. Since I met her and was smitten. Completely overboard.Smitten. Flowers in her hair,She is the free spirit of spontaneous JoyousnessI need. Her lips are like flowers,Scented and vibrantWith color,And with bright, brilliantWords of wisdom,Truth,And honest declarationsOf loving dispensation.She appears to bloomAs she gazes into my eyes, Blossoming into an ideal.A never emptyTroveOf...

So long and hard his search for her has been, And anxious has he grown while on her track.Quite playfully she kept herself unseenJust leading him from here to there and back. He knew that she was all his soul had askedTo live with treasured memories in his heart.But she was like those nymphs of ages past.She lead him off the path right from the start. He gathered up his courage and he pledThat she would simply understand...

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The Feast of Saint Valentine

A vow, once made, must not be broken.

Vast distances awash in silvered dust,Across the sandy dunes the horses trot.Late coming now but soon to tarry here, Ere nighttime falls his band of men encamp. None dare to speak to him of memories past.This feast day of Saint Valentine arrivedIn gusting weather, blowing winds most ill. Now as the daylight dies the party rests.Endearing looks, enticing eyes of green. Emotions never lost, still live within. Now rising up...

Impressive.I am trying to be impressive.I want you to be impressed.Please, understand.I need you to think highly of me.I need it so much, because you are perfection.And I want to impress the perfect lady,The perfect lover,The perfect one for me.I want to impress.It is not certain yet.Not certain because we just met.We are tentative, groping, and searching.Trying to find outWhere we are.How it will turn out.Will we be ever...

Windows tend to rattle When the frigid winds of winter arrive.Sycamores waving limbsWhile seasonal change is stirring the air. Glistening whiteness drifts As fallen snow spreads over the rooftops. Bright sunlight gleams brieflyPeeking through the gray clouds floating above. Watching our breaths puffing,The city sounds and smells are now muted. Skipping through clinging flakesGloved hands grip tightly as we run and play. G...

Will you gambol along with me?Frolic with glee galore.Playfully romp across the fields of freedom.Frisk about with no thought of embarrassment,No blushes of shame,Cavorting with your lover,Liberated by eager spirits of joy.Will you?I am here and we could be openAnd happy once more,Just take my hand,We can be released from our existentialMadness,Our emotions on exhibition,Open,Just we two,Balancing the acts of random happi...

Where were you When the love died Did you noticeDid you careWe are passing like ghosts UnawareAn empty hollow feeling An echoing shout of sorrowOf lossFills my very beingBounces off the chambersOf my abandoned core. You encompassedInhabitedWere indwelling for so longBut have now vacatedAnd the sourceThe reasonThe purpose for the changeEscapes my visionMy seekingMy dissolving understandingOf your EmotionsYourSilence. The u...

So gallant is mine own true love,He lives to honor me.My tears do fill mine eyes once moreAs he both plays and sings.He careth not what might befallFrom what adoring brings.Our kisses might be hidden nowBut soon we may be free.This formless dread doth prey uponMy mind that fills with doubt.I look upon his visage proud,His rugged mien so rare.He tells me that he doth approveOf mine own placid air.We know the pain that may...

One heart gave to anotherall that it had to give. One heart took from the otherthen it faded away. Too long waiting and doubtingcan be a common affair. Too long yearning and mourningwastes a singular life. Was it all that you dreamt of,did a nightmare occur. Was your trust rudely shatteredby their faithless display. Did you give simply, purely,from the depths of your soul. Did they take what was offeredgiving you naught i...