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Withdrawn Love.

Is love of only things in reflection of lives withdraw of happiness?
knowing not if truly recognized in my own conception dare i speak of what verify or
falsify that draw near?
Time come and time passed, i fancy vainly of loves hold.
In all honesty i have been in position to be loved as have been loved yet restless i become.
Nonexistent lay any thought of there unworthiness for this has not the truth of thought.
In all regards i have all the responsibility taken on to none other then myself.
A dreamers dream of love i do weep, in sadness i may never keep.
Is love of only things in reflection of lives withdraw of happiness
or be it unlike any reality ever conceived?

Copyright © Randall Ingram | Year Posted 2005



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Her Light.

i recognize this place; the smell,the feel,the fear.
many times have i come to visit;praying i wont have to stay.
Its not a nice place.
Nor comforting.
Rather,a confusing maze filled with tricks and traps.
i recognize an old friend.
Laughter to chill and mock my every step.
Not really a friend,just in this place we've always met.
so many ways to go and only one is right.
such darkness, so little light and time seams to remain still yet only to pass without notice.
i feel my way through blackness staggering.
trying not to fall as i ignore the laughter.
This time i mark my way knowing i will return another time.
I keep searching and making my way always searching for Gods precious light

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Temptation

Such wild fiery flesh,
dare i tempt to tame?
In still of morrow only truth be present.
In thinking myself worthy of such perfection of beauty in vision
to depth i play no less then a fool.
Dare i tempt?

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The Vision

I see a vision gliding through the mist high above all that exists.
I feel its beauty grace within as i watch its powerful wings take to the wind.
I hear her voice guiding the way,
safely protecting through the day.
she needs not what humans greed.
She lives for what she wants to be.
She is free.

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Eyes In Darkness

Eyes in darkness, sweetly spoken words to possess the minds lust of love for love.
WHO ARE YOU, who are you?

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Shifting of Days

In the shifting of days repeat, one slips of mind all the powerful and meek gratitude.

A feather floats freely.

Overwhelmed by such responsible ways,distracted by so many a trials when so clearly
simplistic are the goods we for granted take.

The wind caresses its flight.

In but one days pass these takings may fade or flee.
Time unrehearsed will always be.

Softly to the earth the feather will fall.

Embrace the vision of all such blessings warmly and with regret live without.

So does the sparrow mock not the new.

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Love and Fear

i have not the words nor many a thing to offer as i so believe you deserve.
So many prefaces of you have touched me,becoming imbedded.
Tender lights of hope gently dance in the darkness of my heart.
the patient feel of your sweet loving hold sooths endlessly in my mind and soul.
all discomfort of day slowly drifts away in the precious thought of secret design.
To be wanted as i want.
may this become a truth one day;till then the light will dance.
I fear telling of all the feelings i so carry inside for i wish not to overwhelm as i know
this would.
Yet, past and unwanted,even still unnoticed was the trembling of my heart and soul as i
held in my arms what wantings i so desired.
This could hold me one day in the same way.
Day in and day out this vision of all you are haunts.
If but a brief moment in time of pleasure be taken in,that moment will be savored within
my deep and most satisfying memory.
This overwhelming madness is so terrifyingly new,when so many of my precious moments in
life drift to thoughts of you.
Power to create;
Power to destroy.

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Blessed Dream

Such warmth given in view
that begs within me to touch,
to be touched.
Not merely by flesh.
Angelic long silken hair witch i could not
resist the splendor of running
my fingers through again and again.
Your pleasure drenched eyes to
our entwined flesh upon flesh.
That soft true voice that stirs my
every passion yet sooths my every worry.
who is this dream, this desire.
I feel all things poetic writers
would say of love.
Pleasure and frustration fused,the
clenching of my nerves,
my thoughts swirled like a stormy sea.
In fear of loosing all belief
i so desperately beg.
Blessed dream be true.

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The Light of Hope

I Look into each new sunrise and see a fresh new day,
the birth holding such powerful beauty within my heart
as so desperately needs to be held.
my view changes ever so slightly, a fresh new day.
Though seeing it the same it may or may not hold quite the
same.
Nothing changed, yet in sooth the world has changed and I
have changed it.
For better or worse is yet in my sight
But I have light.
Not a bright flame deep inside,
Nor blackened with darkness of pain.
Just a flicker of light, thin as glass
Endlessly striving to grow,
Needing a gentle touch.
A loving comfort dwelling around the mingling emotions of
life.

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Last Prayer

i fall to the bottom,the air begins to thicken.
A gloomy feel of fear and failure laughs in my face as i slip away into darkness.
I close my eyes and prepare to give to the overwhelming fate i now face.
I begin my last prayer.
"i am the creator of my own perfect trap.
My directions and ways of life are the reason i am at this place.
I tried my way to find the way out;to live.
Now i give to your hands,my life with out doubt.
Forgive me, your will be done."

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