love

When All’s Left Is Write

To write from one’s heart,
the sweetest of art,
Valentine’s every day.
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To write from ones soul,
a most serious goal,
but stillness has its sway.
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To write from the head,
reality’s shed,
the world’s just our way.
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In time and space and geography’s place;
people rush by, each a new face.
All’s directing a no act play.
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Scenes overlap and curtains fall,
script’s blank await the call.
Silence screams its say.
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A choice to write’s a right to choose.
When darkness consumes the bright side we lose,
left only with blue and gray.
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If a life imagined we’re to create,
chapters mate and thoughts relate.
The end’s let to stray.

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Forget Regret

If love can be found it too can be lost,
though the pain that’s felt is worth the cost.
Hearts that have shattered can also mend.
The time that it takes will however depend.
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Some are resilient, some are less so.
Some are oblivious, not wanting to know.
While moments shared can be extraordinary,
days will pass and most will be ordinary.
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Life it would seem is full of surprises.
Hardships do soften when one realizes.
For true love once had is to never forget.
But love never sought is to always regret.

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Must be Love

It must be love

When hearts ache

Yet we love all the more

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It must be love

When hearts beat faster

By footsteps at the door

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It must be love

When hearts shattered

Yet chests still hold treasure

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It must be love

When hearts ablaze

Mercury can’t measure

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It must be love

When only failure

Seems to reassure

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It must be love

When feeling well

Love must be cure

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It must be love

When inspired

A heart feels pure

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It must be love

When hearts know

That it’s love for sure

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Exponential Potential

I wake each day with the rising sun.
Time is shared with laughter and fun.
Passion is felt with every embrace.
Heart beats race to see her face.
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Years have passed, now I’ve a clue.
Love’s made easy loving you.
Day’s begin with a good morning kiss.
Evening’s remiss not snuggled in bliss.
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Bonds are made; both strong and weak.
The past was only just a peek.
Thoughts can often cloud the mind.
Though with one in kind, love’s to find.
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Answers are found in plain sight.
The stars will guide our every night.
Questions asked now foretold.
Forever to hold will never grow old.

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A Thanksgiving Verse

With eyes to the heavens, feet on the earth, hands to our hearts and with our souls radiating from within in all directions, everywhere, to everyone, feel the unity of flesh, spirit and our minds; for we are many, we are one.

Let us rejoice and pay tribute to our forebears, their memory roams among us. It is their remains beneath our feet, covered by the soils of our homage. For it was they who suffered, toiled and worked tirelessly and proudly. It was they who fought the harshest of elements and the temptations of giving up. It was they, whose only desire was to build a home, where once nothing, home for their children, our children and the future.

Let us give our thanks and praise to those that lived before us, to the men and women who gave all and asked nothing in return but the hope, a dream that what they’ve done was good.

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Habitual Ritual

From dreams inspired overnight,
her morning poem I long to write.
I wake at dawn feeling bliss,
thinking first of the day’s first kiss.
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The kiss returned and we snuggle close.
Our ritual’s begun with a timely dose.
Her touch is felt from head to toe.
I love you shared and feelings grow.
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Our room brightens, the future’s new.
The sun wakes to skies of blue.
I hold her close till dreams return.
I then rise with none to yearn.
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Passion flows and coffee brews.
Words perk from flavors to choose.
Visions recalled, emotions poured.
Ink boils from the one adored.
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Shadows dance to a beating heart.
Her eyes open to another start.
Another day filled with love and bliss.
Another ode welcomed with a kiss.

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Finding Love, Giving Thanks

Love is found in the morning light.
Memories fresh of bonds made last night.
The outside hidden beyond the windows glaze.
In the starlight into her eyes I gaze.
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Whispers felt between kisses heard.
Touch’s spoken without a word.
Breathing heavy and lips explore.
Skin is soft and the feeling’s pure
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Worries fade, this world’s alright.
A kiss on her shoulder concludes the night.
Heartbeats slow and eyelids weigh.
Goodnight my love, thanks for today.

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I Think I’ll Write A Love Song

I think I’ll write a love song,
then you’ll know how I feel.
When you hear your love song,
you’ll know our love is real.
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It’ll start off nice and slow,
my guitar will set the tone.
Next is a little drum,
then no one feels alone.
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I’m going to hit some high notes,
so you know how far I’ll go.
Followed by some low notes,
a feeling we’ll never know.
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Somewhere near the middle,
I’ll pick up the pace.
All the while I’m thinking;
of you and your lovely face.
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I’ll end with a flourish;
you’ll rise from your seat.
I’ll finish with I love you;
you make my heart skip a beat.

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Forever More

There are parts of her I’ve yet to kiss.
But all will be found and none I’ll miss.
Her lips well covered her face always more,
her neck I long to further explore.
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Her lobes enjoyed and nibbled much.
Her body quivers to my gentle touch.
Passion ensues and intuition guides.
New destinations found as my tongue glides.
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Her response is felt on my warm lips,
whilst hands caress her soft round hips.
The kissing proceeds from her head to toes.
But parts in-between I shan’t expose.

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Morning Triku # 174 ~ Good Starts

No Down Side

Creativity’s
not about making things up,
it’s making things work.
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Conundrum

If love made as much
as the time I spend writing,
I’d no time to write.
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All Good

Love is beautiful,
when all else is not. Love is
all when from the heart.

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Morning Triku VII

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Morning

Woke today – all’s gray

Sunshine bright  next to me lay

Gray has gone away

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Children

Children born – then grow

For parents fast – children slow

Clocks tick – parents know

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Chains

Chains that bond or bind

Two links needed for a bond

Only us to bind

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Time’s Key

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The future’s key

To wind the clock

That tells the time

To ring the bell

That wakes us up

To see the light

That opens eyes

To open minds

That opens arms

To feel the heat

That two hearts share

To beat as one

That makes the love

To turn the hands

That makes the time

To spend with you

That turns the key

To move time forward

That’s forever yours

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She’s too Nice to Play

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I’ve waited for this moment

My whole short life long

I think about her everyday

And now to write her song

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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She’s a curly long neck blonde

And her moans so ever sweet

When I hold her in my arms

She knocks me off my feet

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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I saved up all my money

I ain’t been eatin’ right

But when I cash this paycheck

I’ll be takin her home tonight

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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I’ve been eye’n her now for years

And she’s waited just for me

Soon we’ll slip up the backstairs

So nobody else will see

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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I unwrapped her very slowly

My heart picked up a beat

Now with her curves in my hands

My life now feels complete

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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I wrap my arms around her

I hold her real tight

When I feel her around my neck

It makes me feel just right

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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She tempts me oh so very much

While she sits close and still

To have her rest upon my knee

She gives me the biggest thrill

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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Though rarely is she picked-up

She never lets me down

She always leaves me breathless

I think I’m gonna drown

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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Now swaddled in golden satin

She does forever lay

Her beauty I’m unworthy

Cos she’s just too nice to play

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I want her any way

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Oh she’s my pretty baby

But she’s too nice to play

I know she’ll never love me

But I love her any way

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Nerdy Lingerie

On tippy toes looking pert,
she dances in her Hogwarts shirt.
Her thick round glasses gaze my way,
she’s so darn cute in nerdy lingerie.
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She kisses me with a smile,
I kiss her back and we giggle a while.
The music stops but we don’t care,
it’s more about the hugs that we share.
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She wears her PJ’s when not in bed,
her hair’s always tousled on her head.
She excites me greatly every day,
with or without her nerdy lingerie.

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It’s True, It’s True

Our day apart has yet to start,
already I’m missing you.
I woke at dawn with a stretch and yawn,
my morning looking blue.
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Alone I sit, reminiscing a bit,
thinking of the things we do.
We talk and smile and hug a while,
then kiss an hour or two.
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My watch I spy with a longing eye,
wishing this day was through.
The feelings clear that you’re my dear,
you make each minute new.
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Awake I dream a subconscious stream,
my world comes in view.
Silently I sing of the joy you bring,
thankful our love is true.

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I Will

I will be your king,
If you will be my queen.
I will be your tour guide;
we’ll go places never seen.
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I will be your army,
when foes stand in your way.
I will be your lover,
each and every day.
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I will be your soulmate,
holding you when you’re blue.
I will make you laugh,
it’s what best friends do.
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I will be your everything,
we’ll never want for none.
We’ll share our tomorrows,
baby lets have our fun.

~*~
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Day 12 ~ Supercalaplagiarizticandishouldknowbetterohsheesh

I got a writer’s block vacation journal rolled up in my pocket.
I got seven sharp new pencils.
But I know some still mock’em.
I don’t use a pen for fear that I’ll lose it.
I’m a caffeine charged frazzled poet.
And I do it all for you.
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I got a Led Zeppelin record and I know you want to hear it.
A 3D diorama, I spend my time in it.
I got a writer’s block vacation journal rolled up in my pocket.
I thought I had some good ideas.
But I gave’em all to you
I gave’em all to you…

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