Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Drifting

I have misplaced my oar And so I helplessly drift Where ever the current goes And chooses to take me. I do not yearn for more, I take each moment as a gift Sniffing every single rose Content to just be And yet, how shall I soar? How shall I lift My heart to where it knows It can be free? Can my... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Love Is

More vital than a crust of bread, Water to drink, a warming fire Or shelter from the night; More necessary that the air It is life's essential thread That keeps us reaching higher, Searching for the light That we know is there If not visible to the naked eye: Love is more essential than all the hows... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

All I Can Do

In silence I call you; Invisible, I catch your eye; Unmoving I walk by your side; I hold your hand, but do not touch. The only thing that I can do Is offer everything that I Am, no matter how I have tried I can only do so much To win a corner of your heart While we remain so far apart. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Rogue Smiles

A rogue smile has made it's lair In me, you can see is pass across my face At those times when a smile should not be there, When a happy grin is inappropriate and out of place And I should be solemn and dour And yet I cannot drive it off, it will not fade or go I lack the fortitude, the power To do... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 13, 2010

The Overworked

There will be time to rest anon, When the to-do line is done And I have completed All of my backlogged chores. Until that day I shall carry on With small time for resting or for fun. My energy's depleted, I barely smile any more And all my dreams have long since gone, Dismissed almost before they... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

The Sneeze

You are the itch that I can't scratch, A harsh tickle that goes on and on, A breath that I can't catch, A moment with all decorum gone While I twitch and mightily inhale, Swelling with my impending release Until convulsing with siren's wail I explode into a stentorian sneeze. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

La Malaguena

Haunted by fingers and strings, Dazzled by the passion and skill, I listen as the battered guitar sings And, flamenco-hearted, I thrill To the magic of the song. Dance with me Dance with me Just take a chance on me. Dance with me, Dance with me, Whirl and romance with me. The music entirely beguiles... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Love Is?

Sometimes love can be Something as simple and plain As always being there To catch somebody when they slip And yet allowing them to be Themselves, to go on again Without you and still care To catch them if, once more, they trip; Not done to wow them or to woo But because it's something you wanted to... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Love Is

Shall I sing to you of dreams, Of the heady rush of romantic love And the thrill of a new start? Of those moments that beguile And bemuse until it seems That they are all you think of, As if they are lodged in your heart And broadcast by your smile? Or shall I speak of a gift: Love without... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

My Day

This is my day, Mine to be whatever I desire, Anything I need today is mine, And every moment is of purest gold. People accost me to say Kind words as the entire World steps back to let me shine Because today I am thirty seven years old. I don't have time to read today, but I will catch up with you... Sign in to see full entry.

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