POETRY: IF I HAD MY WAY

Have you seen my dreams
Playing in your eyes?
Have you seen my hands
Touching your dreams
In my eyes?

It is too simple and clear
After all those smiles
To comprehend your hands
Screaming the loveliness
Your presence radiates.

Hold me for another moment
In the shadow of your hands
Making me so happy like a child
In this Springtime of dreams?



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Every day I awake and look at our picture on my mirror;
Then, my love and devotion to you becomes clearer.

Now, in my life, you, I cannot do without;
You're all the purposes in life, too many to count.

I sit here at home or in any other place;
And in my mind, all I can see is your face.

Even if I'm mad at you, or I'm deppressed;
Through it all... with you I'm still obsessed.

With you and your life and your love for me,
'Cause that's just the way I feel, you see..



3

Speak to me, my love, and tell me of the wonders
this world has to offer now with you by my side.
Speak to me, my love, of the beauty to behold
in the skies forever for us to gaze upon at night.
Tell me, my love, about the mysteries to unravel
and the dreams we will both see come true hand in hand you and I.
Tell me, my love, about the mountains we will climb
and rivers we will dare to cross unfailingly through time.
Speak to me, my love, about all the magical moments to share
and all that's on your mind.
Speak to me, my love, about the mystical union
of our two hearts now as one combined.
Tell me again, my love, that from this day on
these worries need not exist of mine.
Tell me again, my love, of the safety and solitude
I find in your arms and how they'll never leave me behind.
Speak to me, my love, of the riches
our lives will bring us togehter side by side.
Speak to me, my love, of the stars in Heaven
that shine brightly as a reminder they have destined us man and wife.
Always speak to me, my love, of all that's
in your heart and on your mind.
And I will always speak to you, my love,
my companion, my soul mate for life.



4


If I had my way, there would be no clocks, watches or calendars;
No places we have to go, or things we have to do -
Just an eternity of weekends and days together.
Time enough to take long looks into those beautiful blue eyes,
And walks through the park with you.

Time enough to talk and listen and hold you in a lingering embrace.
If I had my way, there would finally be enough time to love you
The way I want to love you, the way you deserve to be loved -
                                           totally and endlessly...




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Her eyes... so beautiful, so heavenly.
When her eyes meet mine 
My heart skips a beat 
My soul gets a little brighter. 
Her smile is a thing 
Only Gods and Goddess possess, 
For such perfection cannot exist on earth, 
Yet for some reason it does 
And I am lucky enough to witness it