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My Soul To Hold

My Lover,

Take my soul—once more,
 
Forget me not, as daisies trodden on
 
Which on the hill is found.
 
I am a weary way-worn traveler,
 
Onward bound to my native shore,
 
Desperate seas I roam alone,
 
Waves of clouds I chase away,
 
Island mist upon my face,
 
Let us meet—once more.
 
Grasp love’s newest breath,
 
Say you love me true,
 
Warm and freely I give to you,
 
My soul to hold—once more.

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Child's Play

I watch you play upon the stairs,
 
 Lost in your childhood games,
 
 Built by your imagination,
 
 With freedom and no restraint.
 
 Today you are a sailor,
 
 The captain of your ship,
 
 Sailing on the ocean sea,
 
 Procuring a long summer trip.
 
 You sing a song
 
 That you have loved,
 
 Words of an old lullaby,
 
 You sing a song on the stairs today,
 
 Singing loud—you’re not shy.
 
 The stairs are now a jungle,
 
 A land that you explore,
 
 With a monkey and a zebra,
 
 A tiger and a vicious wild boar.
 
 You pretend you’re on a skyscraper
 
 High up in the sky,
 
 Playing like you’re really there,
 
 And wishing you could fly.
 
 Once again, you’re hungry,
 
 Therefore, you stop and eat your lunch,
 
 You’ll be a chef in your own shop,
 
 There’s not much time to stop.
 
 The stairs are now a cherry tree
 
 In your own loved backyard,
 
 With grass and flowers, and bumble bees,
 
 Except in this tree, you cannot scrape your knees.
 
 The stairs yet again, a mountain top
 
 Reaching high into the sky,
 
 But all too soon, it’s evening time
 
 And now, no more time to climb.

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For Only Tonight

For only tonight
Let me hold you near,
Kiss your eyelids,
Erase your fears.

For only tonight
Let me feel your arms
Holding me tight
Engaged in your charms.

For only tonight 
Let my dreams come true,
Our lips will touch,
Our souls will too.

For only tonight,
Let our flesh be one
Immersed in our passion
Till morning’s sun.

For only tonight
 Exist completely mine,
Bodies entwined
Adrift in time.

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Colors

Look deep within me, where colors rest;
Silent loveliness of maiden white tulips,
Yellow velvet roses glide across my memories,
The blue bird sings a blissful tune,
Young desires of games in adventure still plainspoken,
Red wild flames persist to cultivate my longings,
Faith’s triumphs brought unsullied tomorrows,
I carry the warmth of a seasoned heart,
A teller of new courage, my muse, my poet;
I gaze transversely the valley green,
What need is there for such expression
When eyes behold God’s finest daybreak?
Blue and crimson sky alongside morning’s dew drops,
Raises her golden arms to earth’s realms,
Her brown earthy incense filling my nostrils,
Leaves on trees beholding shades of green,
Gilded silence of the glistening snow-covered mountain peaks,
Turquoise lakes sparkling in tranquility,
Colors deep within me…

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Your Soul

I pray you find 
The peace of heaven
While angels dance and sing
Your song; I hope you look
Upon the blue skies
While clouds with
Cotton candy depths
Drift slowly on home;
I wish you all the happiness
That abides forever within
 The ever swiftly moving waters,
Where hopes and new dreams
Abide in all men.

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Mask Number 2

It covers your soul as darkness draping over the sunlight,
 
Your Spirit seeks the world with penetrating eyes,
 
An undisputable wave, a persuaded glance,
 
A vanity inside abiding, and nonetheless
 
Fragmented consumed exhibits –
 
Pieces as shattered glass,
 
Dusted with suffering in twinkling’s time,
 
Whirling with frenzy, becoming a cavort
 
With mere thoughts of an empty heart-
 
Seeking out an eternity of dual hearts
 
Winged hand-in-hand evoking beauty,
 
A joyful dawn, a gem of love,
 
And mystery given by hours of a gentle work;
 
Your guarded soul knowing each mask which
 
Stands wishing and seeking the selfsame,
 
Poses evolving and amassing little understanding,
 
Statutes unfair do never-rest,
 
Simply leads to bareness far and wide;
 
Prisoner kept inside your encased wearied mask,
 
Do not accede to life’s ragged hand slaying your treasure,
 
Disrobe the mask you wear and sanctioned,
 
Mark your love and tranquility for a time to come,
 
Allow your soul to breathe unleashed –

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Night Is Nigh

The night is nigh with parting day
Winds blow slowly over land
As I plod homeward, my weary way
And sunset dips behind the man,
Far from the maddening crowds and stressful life
The pleasing anxious night is nigh
Leaving arms of warmth this blissful day
A kindred spirit shall be my mate
Let me see him at daylight’s break
And while the sun sets on my lawn
And as the brook babbles near my ear
My love will erase all my fear,
Gentle hands stroke my hair,
Heart of strength press me close
The more he gave, the less I spoke,
A slumberous sound and loving dreams,
I welcome night and the silent breeze,
The night is nigh, and I am pleased.

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Wind of Life

The wind of life blows through me,
At times- it whispers,
At times- it wails;
Allow my soul to be a reed,
And sing a song that never fails,
Wordless singing is clearly true,
Either wailing wind
Or skies of blue;
Give me joyous musings,
If you please,
While in the distant church bells ring,
Birds dispersing magnolia seeds
Along tree- covered silent streets;
And, as sunset wraps herself in dress of gold,
Emotions fade like falling stars,
Streaming past heavens wide and far,
Swiftly subtracting wounding words,
Allow my soul to sing a song.

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Remove Your Mask

It covers your soul as darkness draping over the sunlight,
Your Spirit seeks the world with penetrating eyes,
An undisputable wave, a persuaded glance, 
A vanity inside abiding, and nonetheless
 Fragmented consumed exhibits –
 Pieces as shattered glass,
Dusted with suffering in twinkling’s time,
Whirling with frenzy, becoming a cavort
With mere thoughts of an empty heart-
Seeking out an eternity of dual hearts
Winged hand-in-hand evoking beauty,
A joyful dawn, a gem of love,
And mystery given by hours of a gentle work;
 Your guarded soul knowing each mask which
Stands wishing and seeking the selfsame,
Poses evolving and amassing little understanding,
Statutes unfair do never-rest,
 Simply leads to bareness far and wide;
Prisoner kept inside your encased wearied mask,
Do not accede to life’s ragged hand slaying your treasure,
Disrobe the mask you wear and sanctioned, 
Mark your love and tranquility for a time to come,
Allow your soul to breathe unleashed;
Why wear that mask you display?

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A Young Boy

There was a king adorned with jewels,
 Young and handsome, an age of merely thirteen;
 He walked the garden yards
 And singled out red rose’s blooms,
 Not the yellow, pink or white,
 Only red roses, and only the blooms;
 He played with trick kites, flying helicopters, and
 Wooden blocks—building castles, islands, and towers in the sky;
 He rode his bike, steering the wheels, staying in the boundaries,
 Every day, up and down, up and down the pebbled paths
 And slightly rolling hills;
 Tick tock, tick tock goes the clock,
 But for him—he kept no time;
 Sitting quiet, sitting still, he reads his verse,
 One line, the next line, one line at a time,
 And with the final word read, he wonders a great deal—
About being born, about how to live,
 And death that comes across the times;
 An elegant sunset, and changing of the light,
 He runs across the lawn for his telescope,
 And maybe, just maybe, he might eat a little cantaloupe;
 Feet in flight, and much to his delight,
 A wish to greet the evening stars came true,
 He gazes into the nighttime sky,
 He does not even question as to why—
Whoosh—his day did disappear, and time did fly.