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Ron Vanhooser Poem
Here upon the poet’s hallowed ground,
my soul I bare for all to see,
I leave my tale of perfect love
and all you mean to me.
For years I’ve wandered aimlessly,
walking blindly in the night,
‘til your soft and tender kiss
unveiled such ardent light.
‘Tis said one never knows,
the breadth of true love’s power;
like a storm it sweeps upon you,
a sudden formidable shower.
I stand now as living testament,
swept up in its raging current.
Logic bows to the heart and soul,
overrun by true love’s torrent.
Like minds, like souls, like hearts;
drowning in self lament,
‘til fate’s fortuitous hand
revealed love’s sweet content.
Once I mocked the poet’s verse
that paid such homage to the soul;
playful dreams and fantasies,
that spoke of halves made whole.
Such mockery is but a fool’s mirage
your touch forever changed me;
you bore witness to life’s verity;
a portent of what living should be.
As the tempest cleared away
once gray skies turned blue.
The pallid now resplendent
as I viewed the world through you.
Now stripped of past vanities,
I stand naked in the sun.
My world forever changed,
when you and I became one.
Emerging from such throes
to the heights of ecstasy,
your soft and gentle touch
has made it all clear to me.
My world forever changed
that day you stole my heart.
The poet’s verse doth ring true;
I’m but half when we’re apart.
So, my muse, I leave my tribute
here where love’s prose grew;
the perfect theatre to tell the world
how much I love you.
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Ron Vanhooser Poem
I hear a voice call out to me
through whispers in the wind at night.
It haunts my soul and sends a plea
for love to shine its brilliant light.
Within my dreams my spirit seeks
to find the source of this request.
To share the love of which it speaks
has now become my fervent quest.
I travel past the demons' lair
that held me captive for so long.
I quicken pace lest they snare
entrapping me within their throng.
I journey down the winding road
still following my lover's cry,
but as I see the fork I've slowed
now wondering which path to try.
If I choose wrong, the voice will fade
and my last chance for real love dies.
I listen for the serenade,
within her words she might advise.
She sings a song with a western tone
and now it's clear which route to take.
The west is where the light has shone,
the truer path, there's no mistake.
As further down the road I go
my destination lies in sight.
I hear the music's volume grow,
my heart's now dancing in delight.
Upon her beautiful face I look
as her arms envelop me.
I'm thankful for the road I took
for on that path I found the key.
It opened up sweet passion's door
where two lost spirits join as one.
Composing a true lover's score
this duet’s journey's just begun.
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Ron Vanhooser Poem
She slips into my presence
as I sleep, or think, or breathe;
to kiss my lips without a touch,
with movements of fluid ease.
I sense all that is woman
by her femininity;
she is my heart's desire and
all the passions which so please.
With my rough hands at work
or the taste of honey sweet;
the fragrant flowers’ bidding
will be an aromatic treat.
When life's music is a love song
and her voice a melody,
do I add another stanza
that could bring her to her knees?
Her loveliness does consume me
as I sense her soft request;
visions of her beauty
bring out my very best.
My fingertips are longing
for the touch of silky lips,
or to glide upon the shoulder,
over breasts or waist and hips.
I close my eyes again tonight
and listen to erotic pleas,
as my memory takes a journey
of the words she evokes with ease.
I let my longings take me higher
in the fervor of her song,
may the medley of her sultry sighs
be the drive that makes me strong.
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Ron Vanhooser Poem
Warm woman of my dreams, fall into my arms,
I shall wrap your cravings with persuasive charms.
Fingers discover every inch of soft skin;
while visions of loving are growing within.
Our eyes lit up with the lure of pillow play,
whispering of sweet things they will share today.
Bodies pulled into our sensual abyss;
as we slip spellbound into erotic bliss.
Tender kisses wake love out of its slumber;
hearts pounding in chests like summer thunder.
Captured and bound within our lovers’ embrace;
I behold pleasured gestures upon your face.
I lay you down as your satin petals spread,
aura of pure ecstasy swims in our heads.
Low sighs and moans signal of coming release;
you shake and scream, “Oh Love, cum with me please!”
Desires fulfilled and all passions set free;
you are sleeping soundly, lying next to me.
We slumber briefly then suddenly awake;
again seeking pleasures that make the earth quake.
Over and over burst raptures’ eruptions,
this love began with a hint of seduction.
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Look into my green eyes and glimpse love’s reflection;
let my whispers of romance surround your sweet soul.
Indulge in the depths of seduction you find there.
Feel it’s longing embraces; let them make you whole.
Reach out, take my hand; place it upon your firm breast,
that I may feel the pounding of your heart for me.
Tender love, I shall take your hand and do the same.
Let us fall ever deeply and set our love free.
Wrap your arms tightly around me; I’ll pull you close.
Our body heat merges as we swoon from romance.
We’ll rub cheeks together and breathe in the moment,
while spirits are woven into sensual dance.
Long full breaths are taken with slow, relieved exhales.
At the perfect time our lips melt into a kiss.
Engulfed in warm light, two lovers walk on the clouds,
lost in sweet tenderness, enchanted by it’s bliss.
Allow the love in my eyes to entrance your heart.
What we share will make deep, intimate dreams come true.
The mirrors of my soul reflect your soft image.
My Lady, My Love…I only have eyes for you.
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I see in your eyes a tenderness
that can only come from a love
as true as the moonlight that bathes us
on this warm summer’s night;
a warmth that has somehow
melted the bitter cold
which had caged
my heart for so long,
touching a place deep inside of me
that has been touched by no one before.
You slowly trace the outline
of my face and I feel
a sensuous heat radiate
from your fingertips,
penetrating my entire body.
I breathe deep,
inhaling the fragrance of your existence
far into the depth of my yearning soul,
afraid to exhale for fear of losing
the memory of its exquisiteness.
I close my eyes and feel the brush
of your lips against mine,
so soft that my mind questions
the reality of such a gentle kiss.
After a moment I taste the urgency,
realizing this is more than a dream
as we desperately fulfill the demand of
our most intimate needs
until the exhaustion from our passion
is more than we can bear.
Our thirst for each other now quenched,
and the intensity of the moment diminished,
a calmness takes over
taming our emotions.
We barely hear the church bell
as it chimes in the midnight hour,
for still cradled in the nakedness
of each other’s love;
we descend
into a peaceful sleep.
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Will you stand beside me
in the shadow of forever?
Will we let our affections flow
like two rivers joined together?
Do you sense the bond between us?
It's like two souls becoming one.
Do you feel the love that we share?
With you, a new life has begun.
You and I are on a journey.
United we will find the place
where we set free old memories
with cherished new ones to embrace.
I know you'll be there when I fall,
guiding me to a safer ground,
and I'll be there to dry your tears,
bringing joy like you've never found.
I'll hold your hand to help you through
the sorrows that this world can't mend.
Devotion is my gift to you,
my loving heart I'll always lend.
Will you stand beside me
in the shadow of forever?
Will we live our life to its fullest
and savor the joy together?
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Scarlet waves wrap around
her unmoving form, lifeless and pale.
Closed eyes gaze at the bleeding sun
that was once born in light's glory.
Though the dawn of life is destined
to meet its end at dusk's final hour.
In the evening, the sun sinks,
falling fast to its knees,
into the horizon of death.
Its story, like an open book,
makes its tedious journey
from cover to cover, from east to west.
All of the hours are shown,
shed in tears of light's rays.
Only the night would put to an end
the sorrows of life's day.
Only then can the sun rest
into the black cradle of death.
The sun is setting, falling down.
Its blood is spilling,
painting the sky crimson.
Blood falls into the blue ocean
that is filled, already, with salty tears.
Yes, the sea is mingled with blood.
And still, its waves are pulling
her into its hungry current.
The tides will carry her soul
towards the western shores,
and she will follow along.
On, with the sun, to the grave,
hidden in the dark skies beyond.
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Will you walk with me,
when my step has slowed?
Will you hold my hand,
along life’s winding road?
I dream of growing old,
in a cottage by the sea.
The sunset years spent,
with you and me as we.
Two forgotten lovers
walking hand in hand.
Two sets of footprints
in the morning’s sand.
The call of the seagulls;
the gentle waves cascade;
a whistling cooling breeze;
all provide our serenade.
A lifetime spent in wait,
in a forlorn lover's torment,
now seems a pittance,
for such sweet content.
Will you walk with me,
when my hair turns gray?
Will you hold my hand
or will you walk away?
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How they haunt my days and nights,
In my sleep they watch me…
In my days they follow me…
In quiet times I see them,
And I can feel her love surrounding me still.
I look at them and see the myriad emotions
Of a life spent together.
A love lived to its fullest.
A longing that is forever.
Of lost tomorrows that will never be.
Emerald pools of passion’s fire.
Loving life…
Loving me…
Loving our dreams of tomorrow…
Visions of a future that will never be.
Jade ice in the hard times of life.
Meeting trials,
Facing hard times,
Never giving in;
A strength to see us through together.
The love I saw through our life together,
I see even now.
No matter where life takes me,
I know she’s still watching,
Her eyes of love will watch over me forever.
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