LOVE: THIS IS WHAT IS CALLED UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

Imagine crying yourself to sleep every night because you know that tomorrow is just another day for you to try to make this person see your love, but for some reason, you know it won't work. Imagine spending your whole existence like this, giving and giving and giving, and never receiving anything in return. Imagine loving someone so much that you could not possibly give up on them, b/c maybe, just maybe that next day will be the day they see the love you have shown. This is what is called unconditional love. Could you imagine being the person that makes someone else feel exactly like this?

LOVE: TRUE LOVE

True love is when… no matter what the person does, your heart can not stop… no matter what happens and no matter how negative you think you feel, something inside of you makes you believe that everything will work out because you just know in your heart that its right… and the person just gets to you, they reach your heart where no one else in the world can… its like this deep, strange, feeling that you can’t shake, even if you try. I think if you love someone truly… you don’t do everything in your power to win them, you do everything in your power to make sure they’re well taken care of, to make sure they are as happy as they should be… and even though it kills you when that person hurts you, you don’t give up.

SPIRITUAL/LOVE: DISMISS THE ILLUSION THAT YOU LACK SOMETHING

Come on now, admit it, Haven't you secretly been hoping that your soulmate would turn out to be some extraordinarily glamorous, larger than life figure whose love would transform your existence, validate your worth, make you the envy of all your friends, and end all your earthly cares? Haven't you been thinking that this person would be, not merely nice, but more than a little divine. For only by wildly exaggerating our lovers' virtues and blinding us to their fault can our false self hope to make their possibilities as our saviours seem in any way credible.

The ego induces us to feel inadequate and incomplete, and then promises us a solution in the form of a lover who will be our other half, supplying all the inner worth we experience ourselves a lacking? When we are seeing ourselves through the eyes of our ego, it's easy to believe we are only half a person, and that our only hope for survival lies in inducing someone whole to complete us.Your soulmate may very well be your savior...if you mean by the term is honored of love, but the only one who can Free you of fear and make you happy is you

The way to safe yourself is to dismiss the illusion that you lack something essential to your well-being and stop searching for what appears to be missing outside yourself. When we rely upon others to meet our needs we feel helpless and dependent no matter how well, we're cared for. If you've been imagining that you need an ideally compatible life partner--as opposed to very much wanting one--you can be sure that you've been seeking a savior rather than a soulmate. And because you are setting your lover a task they cannot possibly fulfill, you're destined to be perpetually disappointed. Lasting security, love are the result of self-realization, and self-realization involves self-reliance.

POETRY: FOR I AM DRAWN TO YOU LIKE NO OTHER

Who can add beauty to the most lovely flower?
It is the fool who tries
Each petal and blossom has brought me closer this hour
For you are the fragrance that fills my senses
and beauty that has captured my heart and eyes.

Amidst the mountainside of flowers, you are special
For I am drawn to you like no other
All others have faded and are out of focus
You have left me breathless as my heart hovers

As a humming bird to the nectar
I am drawn to your sweetness
From now on I will not be far
For love observes with closeness.


2

Who can add beauty to the most lovely flower?
It is the fool who tries
Each petal and blossom has brought me closer this hour
For you are the fragrance that fills my senses
and beauty that has captured my heart and eyes.

Amidst the mountainside of flowers, you are special
For I am drawn to you like no other
All others have faded and are out of focus
You have left me breathless as my heart hovers

As a humming bird to the nectar
I am drawn to your sweetness
From now on I will not be far
For love observes with closeness


3

Throughout my entire life,
I've been blessed to have whatever I want.
But not until I met you, I truly know what I want.
Without the doubt, you are the one I've been dreaming for,
yet, it's so close, but so far away...
In this calm and lonely night,
I know something is missing inside of me.
Watching every couple hold hands with such a passion,
I know I can have it, yet I can't have it with me all the time.
It's hard to admmit that you are my most genuine puzzle,
and yes, I want you to know how special you are to me.
I can live with all these endless lonely nights,
but I don't know how long I can hold it.
I'm so empty without you.
Nothing can interest me like the way you do,
And hopefully one day, you can really be my final piece.




4

I love you for the thoughts you give me,
When the world is quiet, and I'm all alone.
I love you you for the feeling of peace,
It engulfed my spirit, keeping me strong.
I love you for the interesting and exciting things you do,
Filling my world with pleasure and joy.
I love you for the words of encouragement, passion, reason,
Quick with wit, yet still so coy.
I love you for the times when I need to be alone,
And for the ones when I need you to hold my hand.
I love you for the compassion you give to me,
Always showing you care and understand.
I love you for the smiles you share,
And for asking if we're okay, and if I'm happy.
I love you for the belief you have in our union,
Being with you is like a dream come true for me.
I love you for the times you softly whisper, I love you,
Taking me body and soul into your open arms.
I love you for the sweetest of dreams,
Enchanting me with your charms.
I love you for the first time I ever laid eyes on you,
It was in that single moment, I learned wishes do come true




5


Connect my viens to yours,
So our hearts can beat as one.

Protect my soul with your life,
Be there for me, as I am for you.

Take my hand and I'll guide you,
To the place where happiness begins.

I'll cherish your ev'ry motion, and,
be there to catch you, when you begin to fall.

Within my heart is locked, love for you,
and you, I'll forever adore,
'Cause in my heart this love will be stored,
From now until forevermore.



6

At times I wonder what makes you so special;
is it your eyes, your nose,
your mouth, or your ears?

In your eyes I saw an everlasting romance,
your mouth told me the truth of your real feelings for me,
and your nose played, as a silly tool,
of your quite enchanting beauty

Your kiss is the kiss of warmth and security
on cold winter days;
your kiss is like a cool breeze
on a scorching summer's day.

your heart runs a beat, as mine skips a beat,
only to see your lovely face;
each time I see you is like the first...
every minute is ever so exciting
(Oh, how I love you!!!)

and, in your eyes I see stars dance,
playing friend to the wolves in the moonlight
you act as the ocean... riding a wave against my shore,
or the sun's rays of warmth in the early day.

all this is to say, "I love you"...
an exotic love that is so everlasting....
and by the cycles of these stars
our fate shall twist to this amazing fairy tale


7

Soft, sweet kisses
stolen recently
moist and juicy
sought after
so eagerly

Soft, sweet kisses
will never die
they will endure
until the end of Time
They long to linger
to dwell somewhere
special and secret

Soft, sweet kisses
are the ultimate
sensual treat
almost too sublime to eat.



8

When I look into your eyes it takes me to my favorite place... your soul.
When I look into your soul it sings me my favorite song.
When I listen to that song it brings me the flowers of your love.
When I smell the flowers of your love it takes me to that place I long to be.
When I get to that place I only want to be with you.
When I am with you I never want to leave.
When I stay I stay forever.
I just want to be where you are like this
looking deep into your soul forever.



9


What ever it is that we must share
is something out of this world.
What ever it is that we feel is somewhere deep
inside our hearts.
For you are the one and only true meaning in my world.

The love we have for one another is not enough,
the passion we give to one another is everlasting,
Oh, how love can be so challenging.
And still the love we have is forever.


10

Outside my window sill a bird sits quietly still,
Moon pale glow should be in a picture frame. I know DreamLand's
not far away.
As the rain soothes my mind I forget about time...I drift off to
sleep and think of no one but you and me floating on a cloud
filled with love, with stars twinkling brightly above.
When I want you to hold me tight through the night
I dream of you. Dream Lover where can you be!
I want you close to me...
Slide in my bed beneath the sheets- let me feel your elbows,
arms and feet. Hold me close within your arms, keep me safe
from hurt or harm. Hold me close to your heart, envelop me
with your tender love. Hold me, thrill me with your
intoxicating love. When I want you and I feel empty too
I go to DreamLand and think of you.
I feel good all over when you lay beside me and plant a kiss
so unforgettable, makes me feel warm and secure...
such affection is so memorable.
Hold me, Squezze me, I want this to last forever,
mellowing out with my Dream Lover.
Day break is dawning, you must go away, I'll be back tonight
without delay.



11

Sometimes I condemn this pretentious world
That surrounds me...
Occupied with restrictions
Created by guardians
In efforts to guide their descendants
To a superior path,
But often this path proves to be ineffectual
Void of common sense and reason
Rather, exclusively devout to religion
Similar to the theology of the early Renaissance
Something which I minutely understand
And yet don't care to understand.
I choose to break loose of these absurdities
And voice my opinion
For my eternal love.


12


If I could have one wish...

I would steal a moment in time

and make it last for awhile

until I could make you mine


13

Is this the face I've been lingering for?
The one that would hold and love me forever more?
Sweet God, take my hand and show me your world.
For I long to have thee in my arms.
I am dying for the touch of your hand against mine
The smell of you on my clothes when I am home,
The sparkle in your eyes when you look into mine.
Sweet God, take my hand and show me your world,
Show me all the wonderful things and bad that happens,
For I want to be with thee during your times.
Show me what it's like to be happy,
Show me what it's like to know that someone cares,
But most of all show me what it's like to be in love,
and be loved back.

SPIRITUAL: SELF-ACCEPTANCE OF YOUR HUMANNESS

Self-acceptance is seeing who you are in all your humanness. Having compassion and not beating yourself up for your flaws, perceived and otherwise, is necessary in order to get to compassion for other. The thoughts come and comes:
-I'm a failure
-I wish I was smarter or better looking
-If I had that girl then I could be happy

They are not you. You are not your thoughts. If you are not your thoughts, ehn what are you? You are the awareness from which the thoughts arise. The thoughts themselves are just a matter of conditioning.Your mind is a product of combination of genetic predisposition and environmental conditioning. The nurture is the software of family, environment, and culture. All of it is an accident of birth. So that tape that is running in your head, the one that says...you're not good enough of whatever is simply an accident of birth. Get born into a judgmental family, get low self esteem. Get born into a loving family, feel good about yourself. So, how do you deal with the tape?

You simply ignoring them. Let the burble along the background. Just let the thoughts be. Accept that they are part of our conditioning, and learn to have compassion for them. Forgive yourself of having these thoughts. It is only then that you can forgive those who hurt you and were instrumental in creating the thoughts in the first place.

LOVE: IS IT REALLY A GIFT GIVEN FREELY FROM YOUR OWN HEART

I'm a giver in nature. And sometimes I get involved with people who don't give back,. They never reciprocate. The question is...when you give...should you expect something back? Is love a barter? Love is express through generosity, but what if you give too much and you get burned and resentful. If you are giving, and expect something in return, is it really a gift given freely from your own heart?

Some of the people I was involved with were tracker. They keep track of everything I have done and everything other have done for not done for them. Personally, if a person gives in order to get something back, no matter how much they give and how little they expect back, they are not generous. Love is not something that can be bartered or brought and sold. Some woman I have been with have hinded about things they wanted...like flower...but I have shown generosity in other way...like make a CD or photo CD of them. I was generous, but no in the one way they think it would be meaningful.

When you are in the land of expectations....you expect other to conform to your idea of generosity, your idea of what a gift should look like......but isn't the gift he give come the bottom of his generous?

SPIRITUAL: WHERE YOU AND I COME FROM.........

The cosmos that you and I are experiencing right now with trees, plants, people, houses, cars, stars ....is just consciousness expressing itself at one particular frequency. If you see a locust emerging from the ground after 7 years of sleep, does that mean it was dead before? Most of us believe that we were born is that our parents saw us emerge from the womb.They thought they witnessed the moment whee you began to exist. I have never been born...hence..i will never die either. You see, we can't base reality on what we don't remember, only on what we do. Everybody remember being.....no body remembers non being. Do you know that people who are have near death experience after their brain had ceased any activity. How can a person experience any even after the brain's clock stopped?

There are two path in life, the path of wisdom...which I am on constantly and the path of ignorance. The path of wisdom is to pursue the self. The path of ignorance is to pursue pleasure. Pleasure being born of the senses, is temporary and whatever is temporary falls under the sway of death.

SPIRITUAL: YOU AND I DIFFER FROM EACH OTHER IN A THOUSANDS WAYS

The reason why people can't find their soul is that it is muddied by the mind's constant activity and confusion. I can feel the millions of oxygen atoms fly away on an every exhaled breath I take...floating out into the world. A painter know that he's using the raw material of pigments but the vast majority of people do not realize that they are using the raw material of consciousness. If they think about consciousness at all, what comes to mind are its contents. Like a room full furniture, your consciousness is filled with thoughts and memories, wishes and fears and desire and dream. Some of this content gets changed...but some of it is permanent in the mind.

For Eternity can't be grasped by the mind in our ordinary waking state. You and I differ from each other in a thousands ways, depending on how we relate to our souls. On a given day, I may struck by a beautiful sunset, a loving smile from a child, a sudden truth about who I am. You may be struck by how must the poor deserve compassion, how wise a poem by Keats is ...of how beautiful it is to give to yourself. What keeps life fascinating is the constant creativity of the soul. After all is said and done, I believe heaven and when I die, I expect to be there.

SPIRITUAL: FEAR

All fear is, in essence, fear of the future. We are afraid of the things that have not yet happened, but which if they did might bring us pain, suffering or some other discomfort - or stand in the way of some future contentment. And we are afraid that circumstances that are already causing us displeasure may continue in the future.

We may fear losing our jobs and the resulting drop in living standards. We may fear failure for the disapproval it might bring. We may fear having nothing to do because we might get bored. We may fear telling the truth because others may not like us for it. We fear the unknown for the dangers it may bring. We fear uncertainty, not knowing whether or not we will find what we are after. Here lies a sad irony. We want to be happy and at peace with ourselves. Yet the very nature of fear makes us anxious in the present and not at peace. Many of our fears are not so strong that we would label them as fears. They may be just concerns, little niggles we have about how things may turn out. They may not even be conscious concerns - in many cases they surface only in our dreams, in conversation with a friend, or after a couple of drinks. Nevertheless they fill our minds with thoughts.

This is the voice within our heads that comments, often critically, on everything we do. It thinks, "I did that well, people will approve of me", or "If only I had said it differently she would not have got upset". It is the voice that speculates on the future, "Should I make that telephone call...what if...?" It wonders what other people are thinking and how they will react. It is the voice of fear, the voice of the ego-mind - the part of us that believes that only through what happens to us in the world around can we be at peace within. But filling our minds with worry over what people might or might not think is not the most constructive use we can make of our imagination.

This internal dialogue keeps us trapped in time - it dwells on the past or the future. As long as our attention is in the past or future, we are not experiencing things as they are, we are seeing them through the judgements of the past and our fears for the future. At times we can be so caught up in our self-talk that we do not even notice the present. We ignore what is going on around us, do not really hear what people are saying, do not appreciate how we really feel. So engrossed are we in our concerns that we never seem to pause to let things be. We have lost the present moment - lost the NOW.


This moment is all that exists. This fleeting instant is the only reality. The past is gone forever. The future is not yet born.


Your body is in the NOW. But if you're like most people, your mind is in the past or in the future. You grieve or glory over events of long ago. You harbour resentments and guilt and shame - hangovers from the past. You think of what you should have said or might have been. You fear and fantasise over the future, you worry about every moment of wasted time. You worry about death, not having enough time to achieve your ambitions, the end of your ego. All of which cuts you off from the present like a dark screen.

If you bring the mind from miles away to the activity of the moment, if you abate the clatter in your head to focus on the physical reality surrounding your body, and the sensations from within it, you'll gradually experience a surprising sense of well-being. Indeed, tuning in to the NOW is one gateway to perceiving eternity. The philosopher Wittgenstein observed: "If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, the eternal life belongs to those who live in the present". By experiencing a moment for itself, you stop time. Time is defined as the interval between two events. When you are in the NOW there is no interval, only the event alone.

The concept of the NOW has great validity when dealing with emotions and the senses. NOW is a point at which you are in touch with the ongoing process. Past and future take their bearings continuously from the present and must be related to it. Without reference to the present they become meaningless.

SPIRITUAL: To Be or Not To Be (Hamlet ponders the question)

To be or not to be is Hamlet's most famous soliloquy....he was wondering whether he should commit suicide in the face of overwhelming misery. He cannot bring himself to obey his father's ghost and kill the usurper to the throne, his uncle Claudius. He is trapped by agony, and undone by many things....his conscience, his sense of cowardice and failure, his disgust with his mother's sexual betrayal, and a depth of depression bordering on madness. Even though committing suicide would end his suffering,...Hamlet pauses to reason out things logically, breaking down the problem as the rational mind is used to doing.

...To die, to sleep
To sleep; perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil
Must give us pause.

Is dying the end, or is it akin to going to sleep? If it's like going to sleep, will it mean the end of my troubles, or will I be engulfed in nightmares? Many these dreams are worse than being alive, even when life is at its most painful. I can't sleep with anyone who has come back from the dear, so I can't resolve this problem. I'm left with doubt. And doubt is enough to make me cling to life.

There is no permanence in this life. Possessions come and go, as do other people. Somehow we cope with so much loss. How? By clinging to the notions that we are permanent, that our world is forever. When you die and finally have nothing to hold on to....you will be filled with the universe.

LOVE: THE TRUTH ABOUT REJECTION

Research has shown that a rejected lover's broken heart may cause as much distress in a pain center of the brain as an actual physical injury.There's something about exclusion from others that is perceived as being as harmful to our survival as something that can physically hurt us, and our body automatically know this. When somebody breaks up with you, they are saying...for reason real or imagined...
-they can't be with you
-they don't get you

Think back on any relationship you've been in that ended, even when you were desperately in love and were the one being dumped. Ultimately, was the one who rejected you the right person for you? Did they see you clearly and love you deeply? Could they not wait to see you at the end of the day...or were you the one holding it all together?

And your reaction is most likely...what do you mean? We have so much in common. Our sex life is so great. I love you so much. I just know we're meant to be together. There are many things one can say about this, but i boils down to the principle of acceptance. Seeing the other person clearly and accepting where they are in the only loving thing to do, even when they are walking out the door. Anything else, especially trying to change their mind, or fall into manipulation doesn't work. Sometimes it is a mystery and must be accepted as such. Try to love them whether they are walking toward you or walking away. Realize that rejection is protection. Protect from what? ...from the actions of somebody who doesn't see the light within you. Or they see it but can't meet it. Or they see it and feel inferior to it, not ready for it.

SPIRITUAL: WE ARE THE EMOBIMENT OF A CONSCIOUS UNIVERSE TRYING TO UNDERSTAND ITSELF

If you magnify an eyelash, or a drop of water, you will see millions of living cells and organisms floating around. I believe we, as humans, are part of a chain (of life) and we are a part of a higher being. . . we could be organisms (living) on another being for all I know. I believe life lives upon life, like fleas on a dog. We are humans on the Earth. Think of the Earth as one cell working in conjunction with millions upon millions of other cells.

I understand that our planet is a living organism. I also thought about the perfect orderliness of the universe; how the planets are in constant motion around the sun, the sun is in constant motion in our constellation of suns, and even the constellation is in motion among the other constellations. Looking within, I thought about our understanding of the tiny atoms, and how the particles of every atom are in constant motion. If all things are in constant movement, and all movement is following a perfect pattern without chaos, then the entire universe must be alive, I marveled.

All of this came to me in a flash. I was given a brief glimpse of a wonderful truth. Even though I was perhaps viewing it from the perspective of an ant looking out over the back yard from the top of a tall weed, I was privileged. I was allowed to temporarily remove the social blinders skillfully installed over my eyes. For that instant, I had an understanding shared by the ancients, who knew that both the Earth and the Sun were living beings. We are all part of The One. We are all one.


The universe is conscious in a way we do not and can never really understand. In an attempt to see itself and understand itself, it split itself up and invested its consciousness in sentient life. We are the embodiment of a conscious universe, trying to understand itself.you and I are extraordinary places. In us, the universe has become conscious, able to reflect upon itself.

SPIRITUAL/ LOVE : THE MORE OPEN YOUR HEART IS...THE MORE FULLY I CAN COME INTO VIEW

When people fall in love, they access the world through their heart. You are meant to breathe my name with every breath!!! To speak my love with every sentence. To worship in joy at the altar of our communion permanently. Remember....like vibration attract like vibrations. To open your heart to me is truly open your heart...to allow love to come before you and live with you...face-to-face. To open yourself to me is to ask yourself every moment----is my heart open? Am I willing to choose love? Choose sex. to believe in your heart? Am I willing to " walk my talk". If you are, my love will manifest. If you heart is open, leg is open...i will appear.

If you are still in your ego, it is very difficult to admit to your limitations, your blocks, and the areas where you do not allow love. You must be ruthlessly honest. The ego will keep people hopping from one relationship to another and will sabotage any real love, because true love is the elimination of ego and the opening of the heart. The heart knows that when it is open...the more open the heart, the more fully I can come into view.

SPIRITUAL: EACH OF US LIVES BEHIND A WALL, BEYOND WHICH LIES.......

You cannot see or touch the soul. Your soul might whisper to you, but even then you could just be hearing echoes of your own voice. Then mind is addicted to repetition. We pursue that same desire today that we had yesterday. Even our thoughts today are generally about 90% the same as the thoughts we had yesterday. By keeping out what's new, it forces reality into the strait-jacket of the old. Each of us lives behind a wall, beyond which lies the infinite potential of the unknown. You see...we don't go through life simply making good choices and bad ones. We go though life making who we are. Choices is the hand that shapes the raw clay of a person. Someone who is spiritual is someone who is allowing the deepest issues to come up to the surface instead of hiding them. Being spiritual isn't about being comfortable all the time. Most people spend a huge amount of time and effort on one thing...avoiding the painful truth about themselves. One must idea to old memories, conditioning, habits and self-denials ...all the thing the mind use to not see itself. The choices we make build invisible barriers that only we can take down. There are constant forks in the road that shape the invisible structure of the mind depending on the road we choose.

POETRY: I WOKE UP LONGING TO HOLD YOU

You are my heart and soul
You are my passion and desire
I am so in love with you.
It consumes me like fire.

To feel your touch or your warm embrace,
To lay soft kisses upon your face,
To touch your soul as you have mine,
To caress your skin would be devine.

My heart is full to say the least.
With you in my life I have found my peace,
A piece of heaven. I think I will ask
For God to protect you as these days pass.

For my life without you would be a waste,
To miss the moment when we are face to face.
For then I will tell you that you are my love.
No one will I ever have above.

You have stolen my heart it is for no other.
If you were to leave me I would surely suffer.
You have made me whole with the love you have given.
And this heart of mine you will forever live in.



2

I'm falling to through the atmosphere,
Through the clouds waiting for your call,
but in no direction do I know in which to fall,
All I hear, is what does not travel through sound,
But I feel no need to feel the vibrations of your voice
For the depth of your every word carrries me now through the clouds,
Where the romance in your mind keeps me a float

Circling the earth searching for more,
Who could possibly have the Dialect, the Passion that you hold true?
But nowhere is there a woman who has touched me, no one,
But now you. How?

Fallin' am I
Through the sky, as I am wisked into the wind
Light as a feather,
the way I feel now just deep within,
Emotions overbearing the physical touch,
Something to cherish,
Something that makes my body ache within,
as I yearn for your next word, I cringe
The power of your mind compels me...the Passion of your heart
only directs me to a never ending destination...

But-
I'm falling, not knowing Who, Why or How

I've fallen to the ground and I feel your romantic spirit running
through my body,
A feeling that had never begun to cease'

I've fallen to the depths,
Only to the depths of my soul, wondering how I've fallen into
something that is almost too good to know-

I've fallen to you,
Falling of you, Anyway or Explanation will do,
Just know that my romantic spirit has fallen...so
Don't let me fall astray from you!


3

The icy cold water - still fighting to hold onto its
last little bit of substance
smashes onto the shore.
To all who understand its language, it seems to say
very loud and clear
That it once had a life of its own;
it had form
it had shape
it had purpose.
I remind this defiant wraith before me
that once again
in a new form
it holds life anew.
A very light, sound captures my attention,
and I look across
the moving water
and gaze upon a lone bird,
a loon...
lazily drifting in the current.
The sun places kisses of infinite softness
upon my face.
And gentle breezes blow
their sweet kisses to me.
All this - I have seen before...
It is emblazoned upon my mind
in my heart
a part of my soul
forever.
This is peace...this is contentment
this is rapture
this is nature's rhapsody
in its quintessence.
As I gaze across this life force
stretched out before me,
I am in awe of what I have been
allowed knowledge of.
This simplistic beauty, so infinite,
so complete
in its magnificence,
has given me freely,
and unconditional
JOY!
It does not matter for what length of time,
seconds turn into eternity!!!



4

Two aquatic eyes
and admiration for me
make my smile
tickle with the glee
of happiness

Staring at your
perpetual elegance
would make mountians blissful
with the value of enchantment
that you carry for me
makes my heart exstatic

The lovely thoughts of
devotion run through my veins
as I slowly anticipate
getting one more kiss in
before you leave
and the day becomes
an end.


5

Do you believe in destiny?
Like the moon, the stars,
or even the partner with whom you'd like to be?

Do you believe it to be found in only a woman or a man?
Not quite knowing what it is you're trying to understand?

How is it that one should look at destiny?
When the whole world seems to think it's about you and me?

How funny we believe that it's only a certain kind of love,
when really, it could be everything aside from what's above.

For it could be in a child you treasure ever so much,
or in the people's lives you have deeply touched.

It's a journey we set for ourselves to find all that we can...
Only to fall in love with what we've come to understand.

It's about learning how to love that we'll find our inner soul,
As this is our destiny, our lifetime goal.

Till death do us part
that is how long I shall be devoted to thee
till the last stare shines
till the last bird chirps
till the last baby cries

I shall love thee
I shall love thee more than life
Until my last breath is taken
Until my last note is sung...
I shall love thee



6

to have you so close
i can feel your soul
a welcome tempest
in my sleeping heart
a warm awakening
and...
i feel alive



7

If I wake in the night
I want to feel you there.
Your lips pressed to my back,
Your breath upon my skin in slumbered rhythm.
The security of the delight of your eyelashes
Tells me without a doubt that you love me.
If I wake in the night
Pull me tighter to your heart
So that I can feel its pulsating
Pounding only for me,
And mine for you, love.
And mine for you.


8

As I look into your sleeping face, I see a woman who
holds all my love within my heart.

To kiss her silent lips is as if to know that the
passion her holds within him belongs to me.

Yet, when she awakens, and to see her gentle eyes
hold onto my intense gaze,

I know then that the love I feel so strongly is also
the love she has for me.
And just to know that she feels the fiery passion, the
lustful desire to embrace and enjoy the love that we
hold for each other makes my body yearn for just that.

To look into her eyes and find that love that I have
been searching for makes my heart beat fast and strong,
in sync with his own heart;

Two hearts that complement each other's rhythm as if
those two heart had been meant to share the same melody;
the beautiful song of everlasting love for one another.

Even though these two hearts have been broken in past times,
the love that joins and holds them together has mended
their wounds and healed their heartaches.
That and the promise of the love to come, mends these hearts.

Together they have bonded, and together they beat,
Acknowledging the fact that there will be undying love
for their futures with each other.





9

I woke up longing to hold you
And wishing you were here with me
Oh, Darling, I'm wondering when
In your loving arms I will be.

Do I take a chance again on love
And hope for a love that's true?
Will you hold my heart close to yours
If I were to give it up to you?

How would it feel to be in your arms
And have you making love to me
It's not fair that we're apart
And only dreaming of what could be.

There is so much love in this heart of mine
Love I'm wanting to share
Are you the one I've been waiting for?
My love, are you really there?

For now, I'll continue my dreaming
That one day we'll together be
I know you're out there somewhere
Waiting to fall in love with me.


10

As I am saying good night, at the end of the day,
And you are not here but many miles away,
My heart is so empty and so lonely inside,
As I wipe away a tear I am trying to hide.

I close my eyes and try to go to sleep,
But with the sadness inside I begin to weep.
Suddenly I remember what you once said to me,
Just meet me in the stars, waiting for you I will be.



11

When distance tends to keep us apart,
Remember, I still hold you near in my heart.
When the night together, can't be ours,
Just close your eyes and meet me in the stars.

Remembering those words, I begin to smile,
And gently close my eyes, lessening the miles.
I can see the stars, oh how beautifully arranged,
But you are not there, no hug to exchange.

I sit alone waiting with hope in my heart,
No longer wanting to be kept apart.
Suddenly in the distance a shadow appears,
A tear rolls down my face and the image is clear.

There is no question it is you who I see,
Waiting in the stars, just like you promised to me.
You hold out your hand as you become near,
And put it in mine saying, "I miss you, my dear."

Suddenly there's gentle music filled with romance,
You gently pull me close, we begin to dance.
Just meet me in the stars, that is where I will be.
A special place in the stars just for you and for me.



12

Why doth it take so large a courage to muster
and speak of thine words that one shall not say.
To say one's true feelings to another,
though wish it unspoken the very next day.

Is this what they call the blindness of passion?
Shall it bring forth the good, yet may fall to the worse.
I cannot help thinking of fate's true reaction.
Oh why doth the heavens, befall me this curse

But as dawn breaks, on arrival of spring's morning,
I shall dare to speak of what was meant to be said.
I will let loose of thy truth, on knees and adorning.
My heart has thus showed me, and to you it has led.

As the sycamore reeds sway at the morning breeze...
and finally spoken, my heart be at ease.



13

What is it
that warms the heart
gives determination
when all else seems lost

Dreams are so fragile
the dimension of love
a risk

yet
here in the silence
of the night

alone
I think of defining Love
a word

a promise
a hope
a joy

a sorrow
when apart
and longing

yet all these words
touch not the depth
but only the surface

perhaps defining love
I should look to my soul
and in that

I should find
that such if it were to be
exquisitely defined

could only be defined
as
You................