She’s my true love,
A special bond that cannot be broken,
Is our love forever…
Our hearts beating together…..
Our love holds us together,
So take my hands sweetheart
Gently feeling me touching
Your heart,
I LOVE YOU…….
Our,
Happiness and joy
Will never be apart….
You’re my everything in life,
Every morning I wake
You bring joy to my heart,
Our bond is forever and strong
In a magical world,
This is where our hearts truly belong…..
She’s a true beauty to life,
A perfect sweetheart to love, She’s a precious flower she’s beautiful in the light,
Let me hold you in my arms, and in life….
Her beauty makes my heart smile, I’m Smiling,
She takes my breath away,
She’s a piece of art
And the beat to my heart….
You’re the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen
In my life, My heart’s pounding
Gazing into your eyes
I’m suddenly in love…..
Your kiss so full of love,
Your soft touch, your warm heart your sweet voice…
I’ve fallen in love….
dedicated to my nice Romanian friend Vasile
your name so unique
I swear
your eyes so sweet
I swear
your lips so soft
I swear
you are beautiful for me
I swear
without you
the world is too little
I swear
The ink flows
I write for you and
I confess
The truth is
We meet
Two beautiful hearts
Two beautiful souls
Together we compose
The best of poems
Rather a flaccid child. Not good with his hands,
he chose the high up clouds for his deceptions.
Yet now he never seems to feel or smile
nor any of the rainbowed raves of living
placate the westward ravel of his guile,
neither might the clowns of heaven save him.
Once above a mind, I saw the playground
that rain had pelted red- this was the town-
the vision seemed to roar like some dog-driven ruin,
its reeling state of mind, as empty as a tear.
The open gate beyond the sun was closing,
what followed was the naming of a sphere?
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your soul is lyrical line
your heart is magnanimous
your eyes are fire
your look is great
your lips are wonderful path
your smile is beautiful shining
The night isn’t silent
there are screeches all around.
Bugs are zapping,
wings are flapping
something is crawling
on the ground.
I hear the barking of a hound.
Enough of this hodgepodge.
I am getting the heck out of Dodge.
Strings.
We are nothing but strings
In a galaxy of things
As much as she thinks
Inspite of all bought rings
And all the drank drinks
In this island of flings
Chinks.
We are nothing but chinks
In the armor of links
Of life and good things
Just relax, avoid the jinx
Stay within that mix
Keep dreaming until it stings
And live amongst the Kings
Till that fat lady sings
Wings.
We are nothing but wings.
In this sky of misfit things.
All the blue between the pinks
Of such unforgettable zings
As she kisses me and clings
Against all my doubts and flings
