Like star falling in my arms tonight
I’ll caress you and hug you tight.
I wasn't truly attuned to the Bard
Who tried to show cosmic significance.
On the dark moonlit forest's stage, he starred.
His Bardic thoughts defying arrogance.
I met the night Bard while he was singing
In chorus with Oaks of the magic grove.
Sprouting with seedlings was his beginning.
Raised in the forest, his true treasure trove.
This bounty lies protected by wet clouds.
It seems nature knows how to calculate
The number of elements it enshrouds,
Even as they waltz on the lovely lake.
The wind plays the wooden flute merrily,
Pleasing the Stars with chants of forestry.
A touch is a hug for the lonely,
I thought as I sat on that plane.
The sleeping man beside me,
Would never know that feeling he made.
As his head nodded off,
His elbow extended to mine.
This little little tap
Echoed in a hollow mine.
I savoured such a warm embrace,
From the man that would never know me,
But I couldn’t help but be reminded,
Of all those times I have felt lonely.
I know a woman
who had lost her love
but had a small version
to cherish and enjoy...
Her life was never easy,
and her heart had never felt safe,
yet she cared,
gave herself to the job
and the only tiny person
she loved and lived for...
Her son grew and
from the nest, he flew,
and she continued
to love and live
for him, despite--
until she was not able to, one day.
Knowing her
gives me strength,
wisdom and
courage, that
despite loss, rejection,
and heartache,
she persevered.
Despite her struggles
and probably, loneliness,
she inspired, created,
lived and gave back.
Knowing her is like
her hug
I never received.
Children never fake it!
True love comes from them
I've never seen
A child fake a smile
Whenever they laugh
It comes from their heart
Portraying their beautiful soul
Without pains or hidden intentions.
Children never fake it!!
With innocent
They emerge earth
Without sin
Imitating whatever
They see
Watching whatever we do
Doing more of what we do than what we teach.
Children never fake it!!!
I've never seen
A child fake love
Whoever they love
Unconditional love they gives
Loving without intentions or reasons
Even when you beat them,
They always come back running to you for a hug.
“Hey, Mom”
Hey, Mom!
I can’t sleep.
I’ve been awake for hours.
There are dragons at my door.
“Come crawl in beside me,” She said
“I’ll chase them far away.”
Hey, Mom!
I stubbed my toe.
It hurts really bad.
“Let me see.” She said
“Oh my gosh. I think it needs a kiss.”
Hey, Mom!
Johnny said I’m fat.
He makes me mad.
I want to clobber him.
“Come here a little hug will do,” She said
“You’re a diamond in my eye.”
Hey, Mom!
Can you take me to the park?
I want to ride a merry-go-round
And play in the sand.
“Let's ask a friend,” She said
“I’ll pack a lunch.”
Hey, Mom?
Could you tie my shoe
And button up my coat?
It’s cold outside.
“I’ll walk you to the corner,” She said
“And see you on the bus.”
Hey, Mom!
Can I stay up late
And watch TV with
You and Dad?
It’s time for bed
My little one
A little kiss will have to do.
Hey, Mom!
Would you read me
A bedtime story?
Sure, my little one
Now, It’s time to turn out the light.
“Sweet dreams,” She said, “Sweet Dreams.”
That’s what Moms do.
Hey, Mom!
“Happy Mother’s Day”
effortless synergy
attentive presence
abrupt broad smile
spark in the eyes as they meet
loud racing of the heart as it beat
soften touch of holding hands
youthful affectionate giggling
passion conveyed from tender kisses
generated warmth from hugging
sensual coded body language
tantalizing yearn for togetherness
giddiness of knowing
Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see
dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace,
she shone like the midnight sun;
I must confess, she looked rather whimsical
sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore!
Her arms as tender as lotus stalks and her long curly locks dancing
in the cold breeze mesmerized everyone there alike; her eyes
as blue as the summer sky, sent silent signals, begging for your tight hug;
she seemed eagerly awaiting a communion with you, and longing
to give you a fondly caress for experiencing a heavenly bliss!
“Love 'tween all creatures can be felt;
their hearts, like ours, can warm and melt.”
_by Poet
I would hug you, if you'd let me;
you stare at me with loving eyes
and watch me spread a snack surprise!
You now come closer, and I see
perhaps your trust will someday be
much stronger than you may surmise-
I would hug you!
A bond exists, to some degree-
your body language now implies.
Oh, gentle Deer, please analyze-
if you could walk to me with glee-
I would hug you!
Gold per ounce the weight of
the trophy
Sake denounced the intent of
The Songbird
Might love pronounce me in
announcement
Closer than my goals
to achievement
Inspiration inspire
to such elevations
To make envy those
who opposed me
Inspiration quiet my foes
Into shame
Might they stand in such
Awe of me
Inspiration make my way
Clear, unopposed I might
Sooth my way clear
Might I stand to thank
thee
Inspiration make me
Worship thee
The story
He seemed to gain, that he would spend in such for quality
Paired, both with the same purpose. Such inclusion to create
the greatest entity. The sounds of harmonic voices. Soothing
Melonic tones. Orchestrated perfections. Lyrics of collaborated tones!
Temperer de Adagio
Sweet bassy Grooves.
Platinum Panties
On the right song
Like a good woman
Something Really Special!
Toasting perfection a smooth
Coupled togetherness
Horns and strings and all sorts
Of Polite and Courteous thangs!
When the wood wins!
Today I’m grateful for the ability to take a moment
every once in a while…
to remember the joy there is in a hug…
and the beauty in a smile.
When we are deformed, sad
We feel the need to be protected
With the help of a word
A look, a handshake or a hug
We manage to overcome difficult moments
Hugging cures hatred
Cures resentments
Cures anger and misunderstandings
Cures fatigue and sadness
Brings peace to the heart
Makes peace to the soul.
As I drift into consciouness I realize
that the lovely embrace that I was sharing
with my mom, was only a dream
The feeling of being loved so intensely
and fully did not dissipate and it continues
to touch my heart like a heavenly beam
I love pretty spring,
flowers it will bring,
now I want to sing.
Colors flowers wear,
in cool spring day air.
Pretty is my yard,
looking like a card,
fence will be a guard.
I really see,
a big yellow bee,
it's looking at me.
Look a butterfly,
flying real high,
is he saying hi?
The red ladybug,
I want a big hug.
Want to Wandering with you,
To be crushed by your hug.
Your whispering voice,
That will heal my fractured heart.
I want to fading in your unravel eyes..
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