POETRY TOO







You’re my Angel of Light.
Darkness has no hold on me when I speak your name.
No beast or demon possessor
can claim any part of me when I profess my love for you.
No harm can come to me,
when your image is glowing in my mind.
No iniquity falters my steps
when you are guiding my way through.
You’re my Angel of Light.
My burning desire keeps the
monsters from stalking me in my sleep.
My lust of your flesh puts all
temptation to die away for others to ponder.
My infatuation in your soul
leaves all others to a reverent peace.
My passions for you are indefinite.
You are my Angel of Light.











My days are filled with traffic, work, and stress.
All the ordinary things in life keep me going now.
You are not here to share my joys or my sorrows.
The sun is shinning bright, my thoughts must not stray.
When the darkness falls my mind and body long for you.
As the soft night breeze blows gently over my bare skin.
I feel you here next to me, your hands caressing me slowly.
Our bodies so close, tangled in a lover's sweet embrace.
My heart races and my breath quickens as I yearn for more.
The world is still as I silently scream, no it must not end.
My eyes open as a tear drop falls to stroke my face.
It was just an illusion, only a sweet wish of loving you.
All I feel now is a dark aching to undo the choices made.
I cry, for a dream lost and the cold reality of my life.
Another day begins and still I dwell on thoughts of you.
My love, what are you thinking, so far away from me.
In your own dreams, do you feel my soft caress.
Do you miss my smile or my sweet gentle kiss.
Can you hear my heart's whispered words of love.
I wonder, do you dream of me, the way I dream of you.







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Our love allows my heart to truly sing.
It wraps me close as my spirit takes wing.
Do you hear my song?
You I'll always want to hold.
If I could only be so bold.
Is this really wrong?
I know what we share was meant to last.
If only I did not already have such a past.
Can you tell I have a wish?
I hold them close, the memories we share.
Take my hand now, and I'll always be there.
Will you remember my kiss?









To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep is to risk being called sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk showing your true self.
To place your ideas and your dreams before a crowd is to risk being called naive.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk dispair, and to try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken,
because the greatest risk in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes nothing.
She may avoid suffering and sorrow,
but she simply cannot learn and feel and change and grow and love and live.
Chained by things that are certain, she is a slave.
She has forefeited her freedom.
Only the person who risks is truly *free*.




You are my bright shinning star,
I feel your light whether we are near or far.
Your warmth dries my many tears,
And guides me through my darkest fears.
In my dreams I feel your kiss,
To always share your light is my only wish.
I know that you are my soul mate,
That I perchanced to meet years too late.











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