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Best Poems Written by Daniel Moscovitz

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My Perfect Girl, Rebecca

Your Beauty glows like an apple,
Blossoms as sweet as the rose in the purest hope of Spring.

My yearning heart rises to your violin voice and leaps 
like a wolf at the soft whisper of your name, Rebecca.

The evening ascends on a great vulture wing. I am calmed by
you glowing smile that I carry into the twilight of the night and
hold for eternity in my mind. I am filled with such hope that I may
dry your tears of water.... your tears of Loneliness.

As my body descends onto my left side and enters the Sandman World, I envision your Natural Beauty as it gives me Hope and Change for tomorrow. I await in the crystal moonlight for your secret mental invite prior to entering through The Sandman. 

Then, we enter as one, two souls becoming one, in search of the glorious Chosen One and eternal spiritual connection of love.

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In the Kingdom By the Sea, My Pretty Becky

Off to Starbucks for my spot of Teavana Earl Grey Tea
I am Blessed! Princess Rebecca this morning, I do see
A quick gaze at her, oh my she looks even more sexy
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky

I dream of sailing with her off the Shore of Jersey
We cruising with no destination, maybe Guernsey
We live a life of no worries and all carefree
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky

I sit inside and sip my spot of tea
Reading the Times, thinking of My Becky
She too busy this morning to even gaze back at me
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky

I dream one day we meet, I do foresee
I hope all goes well, a heavenly wish for me
A six foot tall Slavic princess, oh so slender and pretty
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky

I still too nervous to say hello, I am so nerdy
Should I stop dreaming of what may be too good for me
Almost done sipping my daily Teavana Tea
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky

I go back to street to jog back home, so fit is me
I feel sad lacking My Destiny Girl; feel so empty
I dream New Year's Eve with her at NYC's Marriott Marquis
In The Kingdom By The Sea, My Pretty Becky

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I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee

Princess Rebecca, Princess Rebecca, Will she ever date me
No need to speak French fluently; just say Oui, Oui
I fear thy will say No, No; please do not make me beg and plea
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee

Our date is nothing too fancy; just simple and very merry
I shall read her romantic Coleridge poetry under the red maple tree
Her soft feminine skin will have the sweet smell of a Tulip Tree
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee

Her long blonde hair waving with the calm wind under the tree
She gives a tenderhearted smile sitting toward the sea
Hearing the waves coming in, Mother Nature singing a song of love to we
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee

I am scared to ask her, oh so selfish and silly is me
Her deep brown eyes look like a colorful tree of mahogany
I need to know if yes; what ever happens shall be
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee

My heart and brain just do not want to agree
It feels like a Pirate battle in the deep blue sea
I shall ask her for afternoon scones and Earl Grey Tea
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee

When my heart controls my brain, I shall gracefully ask Becky
A picnic date in the park reading dreamy melodic poetry
I pray for her genuine fondness and affection, a true blessing to me
I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee

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My Starbucks Crush, Rebecca

Walking into the strong coffee fragrant Starbucks cafe
On this cool, brisk September day
My eye catches a tall and slender blonde barista
I slowly got out of my daze, but I was not in a siesta

She is a Female ADONIS, very tall and slender
Watching her make a cafe latte with a blender
I do not bother her at work, she always looks too busy
When I see her sometimes, I go into a daze and feel dizzy

I fear talking to a pretty princess; for a man it is not so easy
I may say something dumb that sounds oh so cheesy
Like the nerd I am too shy and nervous; so uneasy
At least I am not a typical college football hunk that is all sleazy

She works diligently on the latte, extra creme
Looking at her working, I feel like I am in a dream
Ask her out with confidence one day, I ponder and daydream
I fear she is too good for me because of my low self-esteem

I shall write to her how I feel in a Secret Admirer Letter
She is so pretty and gentle; I try not to upset her
A Starbucks blind date with her may be better
If our blind date and future all fails, for all eternity I will never forget her

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My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her

Years of loneliness; She hast lived a life of no aspiration
Everyday yearning for closure at the next station
Dreaming everyday of the hopelessness cure
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her

She reaps the suffering and lots of pain
Not finding her one true love from Moscow to Maine
Praying everyday with such intensity; such words of pure
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her

She has almost given up hope; but still had just one small wish
Finding her one true love and soulmate; very hard to fish
But, she accepted the pain and knew she can endure
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her

A life of just day after day intensive praying
When will he come for me, before bed she kept saying
When shall this suffering end and for eternity be over
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her

A day she got a mysterious Secret Admirer Letter
After being fully amazed, she felt hopeful and so much better
She gave praise for her blessing from her lifelong endeavor
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her

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O Rebecca, O Rebecca Thy Starbucks Princess Is Waiting

O Rebecca, O Rebecca Thy Starbucks Princess Is Waiting
I am so nervous to ask her out; just procrastinating
Sitting here sipping my daily Teavana Earl Grey Tea
I daydream of her one day in my arms; to be unshackled and free

O Rebecca, O Rebecca Thy Starbucks Princess Is Waiting
I fear her saying no to me; It would be so devastating
My passionate burning heart beating faster and accelerating
Just the two of us in Bryant Park gracefully ice skating

O Rebecca, O Rebecca Thy Starbucks Princess Is Waiting
She is all humbleness; I feel her heart also is intensifying
I see her soft glowing face; my baby blue eyes are dilating
"Ask her out, ask her out" my heart keeps advocating

O Rebecca, O Rebecca Thy Starbucks Princess Is Waiting
Her long legs and silky blond hair are always fascinating
Why is asking her one simple question so complicating
Hear Ye, Hear Ye, my courage and self-esteem one day will be elevating

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Cry, My Beloved Rebecca

Life of loneliness; life all full of pain
No fine man notices me; they all abstain
I feel invisible from NYC to Ukraine
Cry, My Beloved Rebecca

I yearn to be found by my Knight In Shining Armour
He is a real Don Juan; a true romantic charmer
He is a protector; he never will harm her
Cry, My Beloved Rebecca

I date for now a guy; but being The One he may not be
After the Seven Year Itch, I fear he may flee
My True One will rescue me from my Life Of Purgatory
Cry, My Beloved Rebecca

I wish I knew he heard my cry of sorrow
Will he ever rescue me soon; maybe tomorrow
He must climb steep hills to get me, even Kilimanjaro 
Cry, My Beloved Rebecca

I know he hears my violin voice faint cries
Come for me, Come for me; I am the Grand Prize
I know he is coming... coming tomorrow; not a fantasize
Cry, My Beloved Rebecca

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Rebecca, My Match Made In Heaven Belarussian

Her Natural Beauty can heal any concussion
I swear she is descended from beauty queens of Prussian
I imagine her soft tambourine voice as a beautiful percussion
Rebecca, My Match Made In Heaven Belarussian

The faint but serene sound of her voice
Her beautiful sounds belong in a choir
It savages a wild animal to be merry and rejoice
Her tone will satisfy any man's desire

Her long slender legs, I am so fond
Her corn silken hair, nice and long blond
Have the guts to ask her out, I feel too nervous
How can I please this Princess; always be at her service

I procrastinate and waste lots of time
Is looking for happiness really a crime
I better ask her soon when I am young and in my prime
Or else I will live in regret and misery for a lifetime

It takes a man such bravery to ask a girl to dinnertime
Why do women make it sound like we did a crime
Rebecca, My Match Made In Heavenly Belarussian
I beg of you to please do not play me like a piano; a percussion

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Hear Ye Princess Rebecca, My Second Love Letter To You

On this Friday Morning, I send my second letter to you
My heart feels warm and affectionate; not at all any blue
I am scared and nervous hoping you do not say to me Adieu
Hear Ye Princess Rebecca, My Second Love Letter To You

I jog to Starbucks, secretly handing my letter
Sharing my deep heartfelt feelings, I do feel better
Having self-esteem to send this letter is a huge breakthrough
Hear Ye Princess Rebecca, My Second Love Letter To You

It is partially cloudy with a few spots of sky blue
I still feel like my head got stuck in a honey pot like Winnie The Pooh
But, my heart still feels a very possible New Year's Eve "I Love You"
Hear Ye Princess Rebecca, My Second Love Letter To You

I go in for my daily ritual Teavana Earl Grey Tea
I doubt women know the fears of all men, maybe just guys like me
But, risk is all worth it; My true romantic feelings I hope she sees true
Hear Ye Princess Rebecca, My Second Love Letter To You