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Searching for a Canvass
Upon a she, so clean and white
Colorful words we dare to write.
Impressions painted on the mind,
Creating memories of future's past.
There we sit quiet and alone,
Struggling with phrases,
Trying that new formula or verse.
We are the poet's,
Writers searching for a canvass.
Inspirations of a changing life,
Of love, peace, warmth abounding.
Under a sky sometimes gray,
We choose carefully what we say.
To experience a realm,
Unknown to the working world.
It's sometimes what we feel.
We are the poet's,
Writers searching for a canvass.
The smiles we might bring,
Are worth there weight in gold,
For within the dark of the night,
Where some of the works are created.
Giving life to a song or a poem,
The words that live beyond the ages,
Called upon by the ultimate creator,
Poet's so giving,
Writers searching for a canvass.
Take it Away
Take it away,
This jagged heart that's mine.
Find a mate,
Someone kind of heart,
To mend the pieces that hurt.
So life is good again.
Take it away,
The pain that she left behind.
A two way street,
On a day that rained,
We went our way,
As the thunder boomed.
Take it away,
A massive ache deep inside.
As I search for a special someone,
While the healing begins in earnest.
The sun arises, though it feels dark.
Beneath the sky so blue.
A Wave Of a Hand
A wave of a hand,
The touch of her soft sweet lips.
She flies with the angels,
To her loving man, her white knight she adores.
As her life progresses into the future, so unclear,
A life of finality, a life of indecision until that day arrives.
Does she want to leave?
Or will her heart keep her at home.
The longing for a one time love,
Invades her waking dreams,
While her man swings with another,
Privately or so he believes.
He lives the lie, the one that will blow up,
As he finds that he has been caught,
In a web of lies and total deceit,
For he has ruined his joy,
Broken the heart of an angel,
Now she cries as the soul is torn.
Her life stands still, moving like a rock.
Dragging her dreams and goals behind.
It is time to move forward,
As she rebuilds her shattered soul.
A new horizon beckons her heart,
For the night offers a new soul mate.
Smiling again she lifts her head high.
Peace has conquered her soul,
She thanks the creator, her mentor of love.
On the night she never knew existed,
He touches her lips, caresses her breast,
This knight is princess deep in disguise.
The wave of a hand, and she smiles....
For All Eternity
Eyes that melt the cold of the winter,
As she wins my soul with her heart.
Her blonde locks shimmer in the sun,
Waving in the wind as it tousles it about.
She is the goddess, an angel of earth.
While she sings her melodic phrases of love.
She walks like a model, a princess in waiting.
Smiling brightly as the eyes follow her,
Down the hallway of the mall.
She is the essence of sweetness,
The perfume that tickles the nose every time.
As her life is a movie, a play not yet written.
She is a witness, of God's creation,
Someone that is almost perfection.
And yet the insecurities are abound,
In her actions as she waits for the partner,
The lover who will show her peace.
For all eternity.
The Visitor
She walked in her apartment,
After leaving the shackles of work,
To relax until early evening,
Alone, comfortably or so she thinks.
He sits in the closet,
Waiting for her to lie down.
He strokes his growing bulge,
While he quietly sits in the dark.
Into her bedroom she walks,
Wanting to sleep for a while.
She yawns as she crashes on the mattress,
Looking for peace of mind.
He hears her enter the room,
Stroking his cock so hard.
Hoping she will uncover her body,
Longing to watch her cum.
She slowly removes her clothing,
Leaving her silk panties on.
Lying alone on the bed,
She rubs her thighs inside and out.
In the closet he waits,
As he sees her breasts so large.
He wants to see her closely,
But watches from the darkened space.
Slowly she slides her fingers,
Inside her hot shaven pussy.
With her panties half way off,
She masturbates, as he strokes his dick.
Quietly he looks on,
As her nipples become erect.
He wants to rush to her bedside,
While she cums over and over again.
Hearing her moaning, he moves,
Towards the bedside where she cums.
She feels an entity enter her pussy.
For the ghost of her lover waits no more.
She is ravaged by an unseen force,
But the scent of his cologne is present.
She likes the feeling of his being,
As he fucks her one more time.
She whispers for him not to stop,
But he is whisked away to heaven's gate.
As he leaves his love for her tonight,
She knows the visitor has gone.
Raven
She sauntered into town,
On a hot and humid summer mid afternoon.
Nobody asked her name,
Nor did they try to seek her out.
When they saw the evil in her eyes,
Everyone knew to stay away,
From the girl called Raven.
It all began one day in May,
Her man ran from her warm embrace,
He claimed he wanted some freedom,
But she knew he was fucking another.
He ran to many towns,
Hoping to get away,
From the woman that is known as Raven.
She caught up to the coward,
And took a job at the local tavern.
Stripping for wages and many tips.
Her body was bronzed, her nipples erect.
As she pleased the patrons,
While searching for the bastard,
Who tore her heart in millions of pieces?
The lady now knows as Raven.
Daily she put on her show,
Only hearing shave it off,
As she kept her pussy thick and shiny black.
Then he finally showed his face,
Shocked at who was the main act,
He sat and ordered his usual whiskey sour,
While waiting for the woman known as Raven.
She performed her act,
Prancing around from table to table.
Giving sexual pleasures to those who tipped her fine.
Until she spotted that weasel of a man.
She waited for him outside that night,
Hoping to settle the score,
The anger grew within the one known as Raven.
He exited the tavern, loaded from whiskey.
She smiled wickedly knowing what had to be done.
With a flick of the wrist, she pulled out the gun,
As a blast rang loud, he fell to his death,
But run she didn't do,
For the bullet that got him,
Didn't exit the gun from the woman known as Raven.
She stood there in shock,
As another scorned had gunned him down,
The blood oozing into the street,
From the wound inflicted to his back.
The police took her away, asked a few questions,
And told her to be on her way,
Life is now fine for that woman called Raven.
What If...
What if...
The world stopped spinning,
Would we seize to exist?
Cause we are now, strong and bold.
What if...
Our lives meshed together,
United as one, always.
Searching for that happy medium.
What if...
My heart stopped beating,
Would my spirit protect you?
As I attempted to do in life.
What if...
My eyes lost sight.
Could I sense your beauty?
With simple the touch of my hands.
What if...
The world was finally at peace.
What would that be like?
Nations of people loving and sharing for eternity.
What if...
God walked amongst us today.
Would we all be ready to accept him?
While we await our final journey home.
I Will Be There
When the days are cold,
With mountains of snow piled high.
Where heat will not suffice,
Do not look nay further,
For you know that I will be there.
If he leaves you so sad,
Reasons that are only known to him.
If two strong shoulders,
Is what you need to lean on through the night,
I will be there for you.
When the tears continue to fall,
Where life seems to have turned on you.
My arms will reach out,
To wipe those lingering ears aside.
Don't ever forget I will be there.
You have too much good,
I can only hope to prevent the hurt.
Where smiles are all that I can see,
My only wish is to share this as well.
For I will be there for you.
Found, my heart
She stood across from him,
Smiling softly and still a little shaken.
Never did she believe this could happen twice.
And here it is one more time.
He looks deep into her eyes,
Sees the joyful tears falling,
As he wonders why she cries so,
While he hears these words on this day.
You have found my heart,
Something once in shreds,
From a past of broken loves.
As I look deep in your warm soul,
To give you a love so strong and true.
Today is life, love and a beginning,
The ice has melted once and forever,
Now that you have found my heart.
He smiles through tears of his own,
While his new love utters her words.
Holding hands, standing before God,
The loving embrace, in the presence of everyone.
Family watch, where nobody thought it could,
A union that is now so happy,
As she repeats her word,
To her man one more time.
You have found my heart,
Something once in shreds,
From a past of broken loves.
As I look deep in your warm soul,
To give you a love so strong,
Today is life, love and a beginning,
The ice has melted once and forever,
Now that you have found my passionate heart.
Simple Times
Sunshine in the morning,
Rising over the trees so tall.
A creek running wild and free,
Across bare feet instilled in the coolness.
Living with the simple times of life.
Fresh bread baking in the morning,
Cool green grass under your feet.
Birds flying overhead,
Singing their joyous songs,
In the simple times in life.
A kiss lightly caressing the cheek,
A hug to say I love you.
A whisper of soft words,
Oh so sweet into her ear,
Pouring over the simple times of life.
A baby crying for some food,
A boat slowly drifting along the shore.
Skipping rocks across the water,
In a lake that is so vast and wide.
Living the simple times of life
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