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Reflections of a Beautiful Morning The sun rises above the hillcrest,
As does the joy of my heart;
Rays of warmth and love,
From her I will never depart. Fresh dew upon the grass,
Young birds chirp in their nests;
I watch her gently sleep,
My love to her I silently profess. I enjoy the stillness and calm,
Watching as she smiles and dreams;
She brings me to stillness and peace,
Like that of a slow flowing stream. My heart and soul flow with love,
And I smile as I quietly reflect;
I’ve been handed a sweet princess,
A sweet princess to love and to protect. A vow to myself I make,
As she quietly sleeps away;
To love and always cherish her,
Until my last breath... until my last day. - Michael Brieck - A Dream Come True Feelings that once were hidden
Are now expressed to you.
Days that once were stormy
Are now the brightest blue. Times that once were lonely
Are now filled with pleasure.
All that once was mine alone
Are now things we both treasure. Nights that once were cold
Are now comforting and warm.
Fears that once were very real
Are now gone with the storm. A heart that once was broken
Can now finally mend.
A person once alone in life
Can now call you a friend. Dreams that once were longed for
Are now all coming true.
The love I once thought was gone
I have now and forever in you. - Dawn Ballard - For Paul I love the way you touch me
so soft and sensuously.
It makes me tingle all over. I love the way you kiss me.
It starts a fire deep down inside of me
and makes me yearn for you even more. I love the way you look at me.
It makes me feel beautiful and treasured.
Most of all I love the way you love me. When you walk in my whole day gets better.
And even when you're not with me
you're in my thoughts always. It doesn't matter what we don't have or what we do have.
The most important thing is we have each other
and no one can take that away. I am the luckiest woman in the world
and I don't need or want anything
but you beside me loving me to the end of our days. - Debbie - A Thousand Fair Suitors A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart
Those poets of movement and jockeys of art
The high-volume vendors who hustle romance
Splashing their canvas with color and dance The blasters of trumpets, gold banners unfurled
They offer lush gardens in glistening worlds
Yes, bearers of torches and carvers of stone
Who whisper their sonnets and surrender their thrones And there in your doorway, no shadow is cast
No lingering voices, no ghosts from the past
Just a cluster of walls, and a window of pain
Collecting the heartache like droplets of rain Still I stand before you, with palms to the sky
No gold in my pocket, no thorn in my side
And all I can offer, where words have no place
Is a body that trembles, and this love that awaits - Jeff Kurfess -
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