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Forever Dance

it's been a while since I last felt alone yet happy The sun dances in the sky, and I smile for such beauty only is of God At times I find myself deep in thought to a dreaming point even It's kind of funny that I hangout with my shadow it is my favorite poet A part of me who will not change it's heart towards my mind A romeo speaking of truth and beauty, a lover of women and whom they are Women the flowers of Gods garden, all with their own uniqueness I knew of love once, she promised her heart would never turn But just like that her heart not only turned but felt for another Words call and break on rooted feeling but dry on shallow ground She sprinkled color into my life, I lived only on black and white Good or bad, but she showed me hope and faith, how to dream Verses flowed and passion grew I loved her more than anything in the world I only feared not being at her side, death herself had no grip on me Events came to be that shaped today, everywhere I look she's absent I never got the chance to tell her from my soul I loved her A part of me died since I last seen her, yet I don't feel empty Memories of what once was still linger past my mind and heart Maybe someday I will cross her path again and I will smile Today she's happy and I stay away for she deserves this God given joy Because of what I once felt for her I died to her her long ago It brings tears to my heart that I too let my heart turn I once believed in true love yet my heart proves this otherwise in my spirit She once said you can love one without being with them I realize this true I don't know why I am writing of her, if all I feel for her is compassion I pray to never see her again, and even tho I run into her now and then I see her not All I see is a person, the woman I once loved so dearly got buried with my past Perhaps putting it all behind me for good is what is best Let the sun dance and my soul rejoice that my heart no longer feels but sees

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 2/13/2019 2:55:00 PM
Beautiful insight into the often harrowing world of love. Thank you for putting pen to paper and sharing this.
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Date: 6/5/2013 8:40:00 PM
Hello my dearest friend Edward, this is a very sad poem. I am crying with you and for you. I know how you feel. please read my poem called "The Ballad of the Poet." It's a dedication to my grandson Bale, who is in heaven right now. well this is not the same kind of pain. your poem has a very find ending. I am sorry to hear of your pain. I know I am still grieving, but if you ever need a friend we can talk or write. Always ~ Linda
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Edward Orozco
Date: 6/5/2013 11:01:00 PM
Linda I'm sorry for your loss, the pain is overwhelming.. Your grandson is in heaven and from up there he looks down at you and lives you. I will be here for you as we'll. I appreciate you being here for me :)
Date: 5/28/2013 12:53:00 AM
you managed to bring a tear to my eyes little brother Eddie.What can i say?Im glad you returned here to write ..Its just beautiful..Some people are so special they live a lifetime memory indeed.Its nice for the heart to see and not feel when two are letting go.Its the only way their soul can find comfort i guess.Going to my favs
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Edward Orozco
Date: 5/28/2013 7:41:00 AM
Thank you sister your kind words fill my spirit with joy :). I too am glad to find such beautiful writings you have created, truly you are talented!
Date: 4/20/2013 1:26:00 PM
Edward, a touching and sad poem ..... one day (I hope the sun shines) ... happiness will turn your way .... dare to focus on new bliss ..... we never know when Amor hits his arrow! - Have a lovely weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Edward Orozco
Date: 5/28/2013 7:42:00 AM
Thank you for your kind words :) I fully agree with what you say, you just really never know.

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