Once in my life, breast cancer, I did not know.
Which was lost, and what would be gained.
I could not see, beyond her glow
Faith and strength carried and remained.
Unfinished things of her dreams come slow
These were not to be lost, our love holds true
Loss of her alluring game would not matter, I did say
In life and love, she is stuck to me with glue
She is more than any loss, which may take away.
Pink in October shapes her autumn sky.
More beautiful now she faces its lie.
Sunshine wakes her in a moonlights lure.
Fighting like a girl, she wins the war.
Dancing as a woman she captures pink ardor.
She is more than a woman, my lady, my love.
Pink, pink, pink color beyond her despair,
Trials and tribulations, rising glow,
She has won her fight; in the pink, breast cancers beware.
How can I thank you for living with me
and loving me for all these years,
How can I thank you for helping me cope
with an illness that leaves me in tears,
How can I thank you for making me laugh
for filling our marriage with fun,
How to say thanks for the most precious gift
of a beautiful daughter and son,
It's all I can say, but it is from my heart,
the moment I met you, I knew,
That, if I lost you, I'd just fall apart,
because I'm not complete, without you
As if painted by Monet
Love delicate and soft
Soaring upon angel wings
I found my heaven in you
Your words evoking lyrics
Tempering my tormented soul
Soothing sweet symphony
Emotion pure and true
Awakened less my agony
A thunderbolt to the heart
Sparks of passion set ablaze
Searing fire, flames of blue
Craving for caress
Overwhelming all five senses
Temptatious are your kisses
Like the sirens of the sea
Undertaker of imperfection
I dance with exaltation
As your arms envelope me
The quintessence of man
Vindicated from past sin
Vanishing all fears
My one and only
If the fact that he places it their at all
be grateful,'that knot in you
it is by only you, it permitted,
to be soft within, usually twenty minutes it is required,
until it again becomes you.
And/or about forty five minutes is possible to be required there
is he together,apart from fifteen.
When mostly is if as for main advantage of informal rank
your panties, were only in the center clean.
Do not be dismayed and helpless but you think of it,
you would like to possess that, it's knot in you.
With that grasp of your hand covered rings,
it is to be able, never too prevent that.
Most satisfaction and the knot sawing-in where
the panties, even moon,'growing wet.
Making the feeling awaken, which you feel when it
the knot,catches in you.
It understood that it is yours,rusted silk it 'caused.
Your other things that knot is made to put in place tries
the fact that in the degree,
which you have fallen, 'concerning love and you it contains.
Is It Poetry
They say the way to see Heaven,
is look to the skies.
Yet, all I have to do
is look into your eyes.
Your heart is pure;
Your heart is true.
That is why I
fell in love with you.
I see your love
when our eyes meet
I feel your love
with so much heat
I feel your love
when my heart skips a beat
I feel it when it
knocks me off of my feet
I will love you
till the end,at my death
I will love you,
till my very last breath.
Copyright McCuen 2008
Speak to me, my love, of the dawn
With amber rays that grace the fields…
That our concealed dreams, be now revealed
Grace mine ears with sweet praise
Of your honeyed lips…
Oh, speak of love
That adorns the lands,
Take hold of mine hand ~
Flight of doves
Concede... as you take command
The whispering winds stand still~
While the blue seas touch the once placid shores…
Of this mine heart, shan’t be bored
As with rendered kiss our love’s fulfilled…
Wife, you are a quilt
A lasting duvet of my soul
At winter nights
You warmed me when I felt cold
You embraced me when I needed an embrace
You fed me when I came home
From work, late and hungry
Kind-heartedly, you’ve quenched my thirst
Now that you’re worn
Here I am, and, I wanted to say
Let me, your husband, be the quilt
A lasting duvet… for you, and
For my unborn heir