Monthly Archives: March 2013

Love Poem

Let us kiss most slow night and day

Or day and night if fine with you

No hate or woe can shake the view

Dreaming how love burns through the day.

 

Take my hand upon your sweet breast

A lovers’ pact that shields the heat

Pulsing bright with a fiery beat

Affection is an endless quest.

 

Unloosed is the spark of desire

That leaps so quick from soul to soul

Passion’s colour makes life seem whole

Body and mind melting in fire.

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How Beautiful This World

How beautiful this world

It exists

for us

To thrive

And share love

 

How beautiful this world

Ever spinning

Of stories

Dreams

Marvellous deeds

 

How beautiful this world

Brimming

With passion

That kindles

The night

 

How beautiful this world

Beating with action

Wide smiles

And the hope in

Fresh dawns

 

How beautiful this world

The kindness of strangers

Warmth of friends

Keeping the soul

Ablaze

 

How beautiful this world

Unfurled

It presents

A prospect

Of joy

 

How beautiful this world

Giving and learning

Palace of wonders

Love’s limpid streams

Flow on and on

 

How beautiful this world

For everyone

Love, stories

Passion, action,

Kindness, joy

Charity

Thought

Wonder

 

How beautiful this world.

 

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Your Name

Your name it does wipe away grief

Fluttering like a leaf

Tumbling and tumbling from the sky

Truth that smiles with a sigh

 

And yet how soft beauty quivers

In life’s ceaseless rivers

Flowing upon this blessed earth

Your name brings forth fresh mirth.

 

 

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Melting of Minds

Come into my tower

We will make a bower

Of love’s desire

 

Come into my tower

Taste this fiery power

Soul is on fire

 

Come into my tower

Sweet kisses may flower

On sorrow’s pyre

 

Come into my tower

Passion devours the hour

Heart does not tire.

 

Come into my tower

Bliss falls in a shower

Dousing dark ire

 

Come into my tower

Song and laughter shall scour

Away the mire

 

Come into my tower

Our fears they can cower

In love’s lyre.

 

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