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Maxeen Dennis Poem
Dear Love,
Thinking of you wishing we were face to face
Living seems difficult because I can’t keep my priorities straight
It’s keeping me from wanting to continue, being the best I can be
Loving you was so divine I wish you were here with me
Now that you had to go I am blind with so much pain
Dealing with the fact that you, will no longer be my flame
Why did you have to leave?
We had lots of love to share
I’m wishing for more time to spend,
so I can feel complete within
Now, I know its time to say
I need, I’ll miss, and always love you,
even though I cant be with you everyday
Goodbye!
05/11/07
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Maxeen Dennis Poem
Playful” The Silly Little kitten
Silly, silly, little kitten, “Playful”
lags behind and gets into mischief
looks around and touches everything in site
Then
Playful, works up an enormous appetite
after he eats, it’s time to lay down
all of a sudden he remembers, the yarn!
it was displayed, all over place
Then
Playful, scurry’s and winds it into a ball
then put it back, before momma cat
notice he was gone, and then call
Meow! (phew!) he made, it and Playful
whispers good night to all.
Max
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A haunting from my past came back to see me
that caused a misunderstanding between you and me
I cant believe this, I caused it to end, before it began,
with you as a future friend
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Emotions, emotions, I’m going through the motion,
to feel your love that stirs a commotion.
Elations, elations, what a sensation,
it feels so good to be your agitation.
Sensations, sensations, we made an obligation,
to tie the knot on this day, then we will have a celebration.
Relations, relations, a consummation in the making.
When can I start to the feel your warm stimulation?
What a revelation to have emotions that give us some elation.
Then we will feel the sensations, from having sweet relations.
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A man is like a Sunrise amber in hue
On rising, you feel all his energy around you
through my eyes, seeing … strength reflecting
like sunrays aligning out towards the sky
If a problem shall arise … self-sacrificing will
resolve it at that time
A man can be attentive …will keep you in mind
with every throb of his heart … will keep your soul
Glistening … like diamonds flowing … on top of a sea
through my eyes, seeing this … makes me smile … by him giving
the right amount of Sunshine
A man can … sway as tidal waves in the sea…drifting will bring
different items to the shore’s feet
through my eyes, seeing this … It may stop … but sometime later
the driftage will restart … Sunlight will continue to burn your heart
A man can be passionate about abstaining from
shining … rays the other way ... being in just one
place is where … his beam of light is frayed
through my eyes, seeing this man … a Sunset grayish in hue
not in the distance as I thought … standing right
here glowing and shining next to me … and this man is a Sunrise amber in hue
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Death is a time where people will never breathe
We can’t talk or walk and even squawk about our lives that we lead
What do you suppose is behind deaths door?
I’m just wondering, because eventually is going to come to us all
Should we be scare? Or fight for it, not to happen? Or just let it be?
Has anyone thought about Death, like me?
Death has come for two people I had a chance to know on, 02/02/12;
however, this was a week ago.
Do you think they knew?
Some people may not know, when it’s time for them to go,
therefore; we should ask JESUS CHIRST to come into our lives
and be prepared for that day
So, when death wants to knock on our door
We can open it up and say I’m ready, let’s go,
and see that place called Heaven’s Tour
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Love can be looked at, as an abstract
and can seem like an artifact, encased in a crusted bundle,
buried somewhere deep waiting to be discovered
Love is found and excavated, gently brushing the ruminants away
trying not disturb the true essence that was neatly preserved
Now, Love can be displayed, so people can see that
even though it can be still, It can always be real
If only you can believe that love can be, indeed
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Wondering where you been all day
Items missing from my closet
Trying to figure out how this came about,
and when I questioned you about it
You got mad and we screamed and fight all night
Should I take him back?
Or should I let him go?
Do I hang on to his love?
Or do I show him the door?
I’ve caught you many nights spending my time,
giving her my money, my clothes,
and you even brought her a cell phone
What the hell went wrong?
I thought you said our love was strong
Should I take him back?
Or should I let him go?
Do I hang on to his love?
Or do I show him the door?
This should be an easy decision to make
You take advantage of me every chance you get
Showing me your love does hurt
My love is for you but you treat me like dirt
Should I take him back?
Or should I let him go?
Do I hang on to his love?
Or do I show him the door?
But now I’m on to someone new,
Wondering if I should stay with you?
The love you gave me shouldn’t hurt,
and it seems that’s all your worth
Should I take him back?
Or should I let him go?
Do I hang on to his love?
Or do I show him the door?
Max
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Lust (He) is a emotion of intense desire
When you see this man with all his sexy attire
Admiring him, your body will feel like it’s on Firer
Feeling
the insatiable appetite of wanting to indulge and devour
Every last morsel of him in several hours
Then released all the sensual tension that lust (He) StimYOUlates
by looking at his strong lustrous defined muscular body
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You make me mad
I just want to scream
Why did you do that to me?
Did it give you a rise?
to see the affects, of all the heck
of a mess and the stress
You put me through
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!
10/23/09
Max
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