A Vision Revision

I’ve come to notice a problem today.
The problem’s a word that poets say.
It’s actually a word we all overuse.
So I’ll create a new one as I choose.
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This word, off course, is love you see.
It should be precise, but it’s used differently.
We all can love many, many things,
like puppies and babies and backyard swings.
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But love is different when shared by two.
When the love you give comes back to you.
When every kiss is whole body felt,
when making love makes your mind melt.
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When saying goodbye you can’t let go.
And time apart passes far too slow.
When holding each other’s hand feels just right.
And you fall asleep cuddling every night.
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Now this poem’s getting long and I’ve still no clue.
But my time’s now for pondering, that’s what I do.
So I’ll share this thought with my lovely sweetheart.
And we’ll kiss and giggle then it’s back to the start.

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No Directions Needed

Where you’re at is my favorite place,
it’s where I see my favorite face.
It’s where I kiss my favorite lips;
it’s where I feel my favorite hips.
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What you love is what I love too;
we play guitar and express our view.
We love to cuddle with every sunset,
we laugh and talk and never fret.
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We both read a bit before we sleep,
then more kissing before dreams seep.
We wake refreshed and jubilant to rise.
I then shall see my favorite eyes.

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Seasonal Repetitions

Autumn’s now upon us, leaves soon to fall,
Halloween’s next and the witches’ ball.
Then comes Thanksgiving and turkeys beware.
We’ll all give our thanks and devour our share.
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But then it’s winter and snow glazes our thought.
Christmas sneaks up and we give things we bought.
New Year’s follows and we all share a toast.
Then we long for Valentines to indulge who we love most.
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We wait in gloom for spring to see flowers sprout.
The days are now growing longer, jackets now in doubt.
Summer arrives to much fanfare, hot dogs fill our guts.
We’ll bake in the noon day sun, I think that we’re all nuts.
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Then summers shine finally dims.
We’ll wish for fall and cover limbs.
And another year now is done.
And another year’s now begun.
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Every season is a special time.
Some have favorites and that’s no crime.
Some may feel that they all are bad.
But not the poets and for that I’m glad.

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Almost There

Almost sixty, though I’m not quite there.
But I’ve learned some things I’d like to share.
First; get up early and watch the sun rise.
Then the world will get brighter before your eyes.
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Indulge your passions whenever you can.
Allow yourself time and have a plan.
Make others happy and they’ll do the same.
Accept your mistakes when you’re to blame.
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Give freely your love and never resist.
Make the most of life’s many turns and twists.
Take note of the bad but never complain.
Look for the good and don’t dwell on the pain.
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This list could run on but I’d rather not preach.
Though it’s always important to learn and to teach.
So just one more thing before I go;
If you’re in love, be sure you let them know.

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P. E.

Passion and enthusiasm, an underrated pair,
age has no meaning when there’s two to share.
Every touch a new tingle and kissing’s sublime.
The universe commanded until the end of time.
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Days filled with laughter with a lover and best friend.
Evenings like a fairy tale and always a happy end.
The stars shine their light to make our faces glow.
The sun beams its warmth to help our bodies grow.
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Lives are for learning and teaching all to love.
The lessons we create will make us rise above.
And this world we know could be all the more fit,
if only more P. E. we all would commit.

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Sharing

Lovers have no secrets.
Lovers know no bounds.
Lovers share their pasts,
sometime it astounds.
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Lovers think the same.
Lovers do what’s right.
Lovers doze embraced,
sharing dreams each night.
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Lovers wake to smiles.
Lovers can not lie.
Lovers share their lives,
until the day they die.

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Beyond

Waking up contented,
I’ve a morning that’s well scented.
The smell of autumn’s in the air.
And soon be enjoyed as a pair.
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But for now she sleeps in peace,
intertwined with cats and fleece.
But after coffee or maybe two,
I’ll wake my love to skies of blue
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Her eyes will open and I’ll be there.
Morning smiles we’ll then share.
As we’ve done since the spring,
we’ll listen to the birdies sing.
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We’ll chat about the future ahead,
or muse about our dreams instead.
But no matter, we always agree,
there’s no place we’d rather be.
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Our day’s now filled with joy and bliss,
always time to hug and kiss.
Our love’s created a lifelong bond,
forever contented and beyond.

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