Thursday, December 6, 2012

POETRY: FEEL THE BEATING OF YOUR HEART


Consider the beauty of the delicate rose,
And the thorns on the stem from which it grows.
Of the beauty of the flower, we are quite aware,
But the points of the thorns, we must beware.

In some ways this rose is like our lives,
And the thorns on the stem, sometimes cut like a knife.
The flower's soft petals, and their pleasant scent,
Are calming and soothing, just the way that God meant.

If things get tough, and we hurt deep inside,
It's like we were pierced, with a thorn in the side.
But when all is well, and we have a great day,
It's like walking a rose covered path all the way.

For a rose to flourish, it needs tender care,
And for us to feel loved, we need to know someone's there.
For a rose without care, will still be alive,
And though we don't feel loved, we will still survive.

The pathway of life, has many thorns,
And throughout our lives, we'll survive many storms.
We should be happy for thorns, that life grows,
For if there were no thorns, there would be no rose.


2

Walking slowly amidst the falling Autumn leaves,
I think of you in that strange land- so dry,
So stark and full of sand.

Softly I kiss the wind and send it your way
Hoping that the breeze will caress you lightly
And you will feel the presence of my love by the kiss in the wind.

Yes, you will feel my love by my kiss in the wind


3

t once was a funny thing
This business of love
Then it grew...

With her

No one was good enough
For such divinity
Not even myself
For I am natural,
Terrestrial,
Fallible

Mother always told me
"Marry above you"
Mom was always right
And I would concede
If only
I could reach so high

For an angel
No matter how close
Is an angel
And far
And unfit for the carnal, human touch

But to just look
To look,
To sense,
To love...

Would ever be enough

Yet somehow she does not know
That she is an angel
And she loves me
And it comforts my anguish in seeking
To know...

That heaven holds a place for me
In her heart



4

Imagine the thought...
Where would we go?
Where would it take us?

Would it exceed our timid minds?
Would it seek our expectations?

Imagine the fall, in which we both fell...
Did it warm your spirit?
Or strengthen the spell?

How is the taste of your sweet fruitful wine?
Mine is of purity, to the utmost, divine.

Now imagine our love and our perfection combined
It is genuine, what I feel, your love is my pride.

It is the term which I await
That builds this sensation,
But only with your soul and miraculous imagination!




5

Should I ever write a song, it would be about you
It would say how we met, just out of the blue
Of two lovely people, both with a broken heart
And the discovery of a true love that will never part.
How with just one look came a love so pure,
that left us both knowing this was meant to be for sure.

Should I ever write a book, it would be about you
Now that you came into my life, and showed me what to do
Of what true love is truly about
That leaves me so joyous, to the world I want to shout!
Every page would be filled with our lives that we share
How each and every day we would show
one another that we care.

Should I ever write a poem, it would be about you
So many words to say, yet it would only take a few
With such joy, a feeling of pure true love
We were surely blessed from up above,
To you I shall continue each and every day
Showing you my feelings that need no words to say.


6

I could see a reflection
of the full moon
from the river...
New York City's lights dim,
covered with water and fast asleep.
I thought I could look for
different horizons to follow...
But this time I think I am in too deep.

Night skies are for those
who love nature.
This beautiful earth
is for all of us to share.
I tried to look for the shadow
of your reflection, I tried to find you,
but you were not there.
The night and the stars are breathtaking.
Faraway I see a distant shore.

Yesterday, you told me
you liked the moon to touch the waters
on the river. We laughed thinking:
"We have so many things to say."
I did not know
you would have to leave in awe...
To go so soon, and so far away.
I blamed the moon
for not touching the river,
but you could not stay.

I thought, I have found an angel
to whom I can pray.
The depth of the waters
is pulling me closer...
Maybe I should run, but I'll stay.
Without you...
the moon and the stars are saddened...
and the bright evening sky
has now turned gray.


7

As motion gave permission
to unnerve my foolish feet
I stumbled towards your path
to discover; fate is kind

Journey stemmed from notions
that from dreams you would appear
to compass my direction,
your destiny through mine


8

As we stand close together
in a sweet embrace,
I feel as light as a feather
as I gaze at your beautiful face.

I look at your lips and you look at mine,
I wonder what is going through your mind.
I run my fingers through your soft hair,
what I feel I can't compare.

My heartbeat quickens and palms start to sweat,
I suddenly remember when we first met.
I look at the time, it was eight o'clock-
That was when our lips first locked.


9

Sometimes when you look at me, I wonder
If you see all the love that shines in my
Eyes only for you and I wonder if
You see in my smile the special touch
Of happiness that comes from loving you
When you look into my eyes

I feel you reaching deep within my soul
And I wonder if you see all the beautiful
Light in me that comes from your love.

I wonder if you see my arms reaching
Out to hold you with tenderness, warmth,
Fullness of my heart and the precious
Feelings our love brings, and sometimes
I want to tell you to look within
Your heart and you will see that
Everything I have to give is only
For you, for always.


10


I want to get close to you
And feel the warmth of your breath
And feel the beating of your heart
As I hold you tightly against my chest

I want to get close to you
And feel the tenderness of your embrace
And feel the beating of your heart
As I softly touch your lovely face

I want to get close to you
And feel the softness of your kiss
And feel the beating of your heart
As I taste the sweetness of heavenly bliss

I want to get close to you
And feel your body against mine
And feel the beating of your heart
As I love you and we gently entwine

I want to get close to you...
...feel the beating of your heart



11

i watched as she slept
somehow she sensed it
extending an arm out to cross
the vastness to my chest
hand landing on heart
seemingly trying to grasp hold
of something invisible

having a warm body by your side
may feel like comfort food,
may feel like security,
may feel like love
or is it ~ does it feel?

i watch as her eyes open
waking from her dream world
wondering what she is thinking
or feeling, as she looks at me
expressionless

she somehow sensed it,
a smile appears as
her hand moves to caress
forehead to lips
retracing lines of a face,
her dream, or her reality?

she is like a rose in bloom
awakening from it's sleep
seeing the bud but not truly knowing
what lies inside

though you know she is beautiful
somehow you sensed it-
petals slowly opening
anxiously awaiting the moment
when all is shown to you

but does the flower ever really know
who she shows herself to?
who appreciates her beauty?
who loves her?

i extend a hand out and cross
the vastness to her face
seemingly trying to grasp hold
of something invisible
but I am awake
and she is still
a flower in bloom...



12

As I sit missing you,
Wanting you,
My senses begin to wander.
All of a sudden I can smell
Your aromatic scent.
I look around, you are not there.
With every figure that walks by,
They all remind me of you.
I blink twice to see
that you are not there.
The next thing I know,
I hear your voice.
The beautiful music of
Your caressing vocalization
Soothes my soul.
I stop for a second,
Only to realize
that heavenly sound has gone.
In that second,
Not only do I realize
You may not be there,
But the senses I am feeling
Are not fooling me.
I do not smell you,
I do not see you,
I do not hear you,
I am smelling, seeing, and hearing
Love.


13

My precious heart you can?t deny
Abundantly supplied day and night
Deep within I always see you there
Closer to me than ever before

My tank was empty and you filled it up
My gas finished, you gave your reserve
With me you vowed to reach the Promised Land
A land of love flowing with abundant romance

With you I know we can survive
Through the millenium, safe and sound
Without you I would be paralyzed
Lost and lonely, and buried alive

How long do you think you can drive?
A journey to the center of my heart
How much can you pay for my love?
What today I freely give to you

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