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Easy Love

I fell and fell hard.
I tried to make it go away
I tried to make it disappear
I didn’t want to love him.

It’s not that he doesn’t
Deserve to be loved.
He does, he deserves that and more
I just was afraid of getting hurt.

He tried to tell me that 
He wasn’t worth it.
But it was too late by then
I was a goner.

So I denied it.
And fell more and more
Until even the most casual 
Observer could see how I felt.

After that, I couldn’t deny
That I loved him anymore.
But knowing doesn’t make it
Any easier to deal with.

For one, he is such a good boy
And I am sometimes a wicked girl.
Thoughts and ideas will pop in my head
And I know they shouldn’t be there.

Another thing is that certain members 
Of my family have trouble with him.
Not that that really matters.
It just makes loving him more difficult.

I wouldn’t change falling for him
For anything in the whole world.
I just wish sometimes, it was easier
I guess, though, it wouldn’t be love if it was easy.

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His Guardian Angel

Dedicated to Irene White

Everything he does, she sees.
His thoughts are open to her.
She watches over him now.
She doesn’t like him in pain.
She whispers in his ear when he’s asleep.
He thinks that he dreams it.
He knows she’s in a better place.
But still wants her here.
She is there if he needs her.
She always is and will be.
Talking to her comforts him.
He hides his pain from everyone else.
But never from her.
She wants to heal his pain.
She wishes that he would let people in.
She knows he won’t.
She hurt him by leaving.
She tries to help him heal.
This is all she wants.
She’s his guardian angel now.

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Windows To the Soul

His eyes twinkle
And he smiles suddenly
When he is kidding
Or teasing me.

I always see a light
In those beautiful blue eyes.
Sometimes shadowed,
But always there.

I have trouble 
Looking in his
Eyes for long.
I always have.

When I look 
Deeply in his eyes,
I feel like everything 
Is stripped away.

I feel like he can
See deep in my soul.
He is the only person
Who has that ability.

I see the world
In those eyes.
I see eternity staring
Into those eyes.

And I see me 
In those eyes.
I see me the way
That he sees me.

He’ll show no emotion
On his face; but
If you look in
His eyes, it’s there.

Hiding nothing, 
Everything bare,
The eyes truly are
The windows to the soul.

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He Sleeps

Tired blue eyes hidden
Under bruised lids.
An exhausted smile
Flits across pale lips.

Hopefully the rest that
Was eluding him is
Now within reach.
He sleeps.

He seems at peace finally.
His mind is always working
Even when he is asleep.
The stillness is an illusion.

That is why he never 
Feels like he has rested.
His mind is going 150 miles per hour
Especially when his body isn’t.

Childhood returns as he sleeps
The worries, cares, concerns, and hurts
Of being a grownup fade away
Leaving behind innocence and contentment.

He, like everyone else, is at
His most vulnerable when asleep.
All masks come off
Showing the true person.

That is why I watch
Over him in this state.
Because finally,
He sleeps.

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Protector

Dedicated to my uncle who never doubted me & loved my poetry

If you had met
My uncle Myrle
In a dark alley, 
You would have run away.

Standing 6’5”
He was larger than life.
He frightened those who 
Didn’t know him.

But he had a
Heart of gold.
He was like a
Giant teddy bear.

You felt safe and
Snug in his arms.
He made you feel delicate
Even when you weren’t.

My mother’s baby brother
Towered over her.
I have met few that
Matched him for size.

My uncle because of
Being only 11 years
Older was more like
A big brother to me.

Loving to a fault;
My caring uncle
Was very easily hurt.
But he hid it well.

My uncle promised me
That no matter what happened
He would be there.
Always protecting me.

I believe that he is,
Even now that he is gone.

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Sleep

Thoughts race across my mind
Making it hard to pin them down.
Random pieces of information flow like 
A stream though my subconscious

As I watch, I can see
My past flash before my eyes
Like a movie projector.
And I am unable to stop it.

Friends, old and new,
Pay me another visit.
Loved ones, long gone, appear though
The mists of times passing.

Every emotion is felt as if for the first time.
Fear, sorrow, loneliness
Hope, joy, love, happiness.
All these and more rush through my body.

And then I awake,
Everything fading away as 
I crawl back into consciousness
To return again the next I sleep.

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Safe

When I was a toddler, 
I would have night terrors;
The only person who I would let
Near me was my Daddy.

He’d hold me in his arms, and I’d feel safe

When I got older,
Seven, eight, nine years of age; 
I would have nightmares.
I would go into my parents room.

I would crawl between them and feel safe.

I decided long ago,
The guy I ever cared for;
Would make me feel the
Way that I did at those times.

He’d hold me and I would feel safe.

Many have held me close,
But none have given me
That feeling that I need,
Few ever will.

Momma & Daddy can’t make me feel safe.

Finally, at the age of 20,
I met the guy that I can care about,
Who makes me feel
What I want to.

He holds me close and I feel safe.

Some people say ‘safe’
Why would you want that?
When you got bad news
Or your day just sucked?

Wouldn’t you want to feel safe?

So there you have it,
I need a sense of 
Security around me.
Someone to comfort me.
He’ll hold me and I’ll feel safe.

Safe.
Safe.
Safe.
Safe.

All I want is to feel safe.

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Everything

The darkness floods over me.
I can’t find the light.
The night is like a 
Blanket over my senses.

I can’t breathe.
Fear paralyzes me.
I feel like I’m trapped.
I start to fade, to become one with the dark.

Then in the darkness, 
A sound reaches my ear.
The sound of his voice.
It draws me toward the light.

He is the light in my darkness.
My strength when I feel weak.
My rock when all around me is chaos.
My every heartbeat.

His voice sooths all frustrations away.
Every nerve calms at his touch.
I feel his smile all the way to my toes. 
It’s like he reads my every thought and feeling.

When I am floundering in a sea of
Stress, worries, and pain; he is there.
He throws me a lifeline.
So that I’m not pulled under.

Thoughts swirling uncontrolled in my head
Crystallize when speaking with him.
Everything becomes clear.
The world makes sense.

When understanding eludes me,
He shows me the way.
My soul is laid open to him.
He is my everything.

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Darkness

Darkness

The night surrounds me.
It settles on my skin
Like a set of clothes
Yet is not a comfort to me.

The night hides what is seen
In the harsh light of day.
Illusions appear in the dark of the night
Where is there is no shinning ray of light to dispel them.

The darkness smothers me;
Making it hard to breathe.
There are times that I feel like
It’s trying to consume me.

The dark wants me for its own
It wants me to succumb to it.
It wants to drag me in
And trap me inside it.

There are times that I am tempted
To fall into that deep oblivion;
No cares, no concerns, no pain
To just rest for once.

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Gone

He has gone away.
He was needed 
Somewhere else.
His work was finished.

Though we understand
That he had to go;
That doesn’t stop the
Pain buried deep inside.

I sometimes think 
That he’s still here.
I’ll think that I see
Him or hear him.

That’s the hardest part.
Turning around to
Catch a glimpse or
Hear his voice.

And not seeing
Him anywhere.
But I could
Swear that I did.

My head tells me
That he’s gone and
My heart tells me
That he is not.

But I know in
My deepest of
Hearts that
He truly is.

The pain will
Eventually fade,
But the memories
Hopefully never will.

I keep him alive
In my heart.
Because people remembered
Are never truly gone.