'Twas the sweetest of any fairytale dream as he wished upon the brightest of stars adrift, alone in a cold sea of silence she had come to him from afar.
Two lonely hearts, thousands of miles apart yearning only to become complete, her journey to him, awash with new hope believing in a dream so sweet.
When their eyes first met, in that first embrace she was the one he'd been longing for, he held her tight, with that first kiss this was the woman he'd always adore.
A white teddy bear with golden bow A dozen roses, a card that sings, but most of all, he gave to her his love when he gave her the emerald ring.
She placed it on her dainty finger A token of love, for all the world to see As tears welled up within her eyes they spoke of how happy they could be.
A cabin nessled in the hills along side a babbling stream A new chance to love again oh, such a glorious dream.
They embraced and counted stars witnessed a rainbow round the moon, walked hand in hand along the park November felt more like June.
Watching her sleep as he caressed her his bed no longer a cold lonely place, she awoke with a smile as he kissed her gently brushing the curls from her face.
He remembers how she lept across him as she jumped to her side of the bed, How cute she looked in those pink pajamas all the sweet things she said.
Those days and nights were ecstasy too many years he'd spent alone, it broke his heart, the angels cried when she said she must go home.
Her unforgettable sorrow and anguish had refused her heart to mend, he was selfish, begged her to stay her pain he couldn't comprehend.
He though he could heal her with love that he offered to share but only she could mend herself alone, within all her despair.
Fondly he remembers each embrace, every loving kiss, how good she felt within his arms and all about her he would miss.
His heart grows cold and lonely again he misses her more with each passing day, longing to hold her close to him again wishing she'd come back soon, someday.
He prays she will never forget the time he gave to her the pretty little emerald gem. remembering his love, as she looks upon it, and maybe she'll think of him.
He lays his head down on the pillow after wishing upon the brightest star in the sky. missing her he clutches forgotten teddy a tear silently falls from their eyes.
Hello dear friends~ Halloween's coming! ohhhhhwwwwaaaa!! Here's a vampire poem for you, hope you enjoy it... please leave a comment, or kudo so I know you've stopped by...please, thanks again, and Happy Halloween!!!!
Vampires Love ~
Your eyes speak of only sadness true love gone....never to return, A heart bleeding painful sorrow as a mournful soul quietly yearns.
I breath deeply, inhaling your scent midnights' chill rustles delicate curls, tears glide gracefully down alabaster cheeks bereaved....so lost in this world.
I am deliciously drawn by you my immortal heart has heard your cries, maiden relinquish your lonely heart Let me wash away the sadness in your eyes.
Be my passion oh, rarest flower behold the gate of eternity, embrace me tenderly now my love As I set your spirit free.
Lovers 'till the end of time leaving mortal world behind, I offer thee sweet eternal bliss no greater love shall you ever find.
Poet’s Round Table 83 ~My Generation~
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Category: Writing and Poetry
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My Generation:
An invisible timeline connects us, woven silk from an era past. Lingers like sand in a sneaker, familiarity stands unsurpassed. Footsteps easy to shadow, a language understood yet left unsaid. We follow the same Pied Piper, embraced by echoes, time once spread.
Hippies pass fragrant incense, Height Asbury's a happening sight. Jimmy pounds out "Foxy Lady", as Eric Burton wails "San Francisco Nights" Tom's a door gunner on a Heuy, Daryl wonders if he'll make it back, While with new friend Mr. Leary, the Stones' sing "Paint it Black".
Disco took over the scene, peace and love were all but lines of lore. The sexual revolution abound, gays came out with the likes of Studio 54. The war was over, our troops returned to a nation on the verge of hysterics. We beat Russians in Hockey, a peanut farmer in the White House, and a national gas crisis.
Our beautiful Princess Diana, perishes in a crash that rocks the world, The cold war, and wall that fell down with it, was onto the free earth hurled. The "dot-com" bubble made some rich, and success was in our grasp, Then Columbine, Oklahoma City, and Desert Storm caused a nation to gasp.
Generations adding more knowledge, weaving our own unique cloth. Walking the beaches of history, skipping through the foaming froth. Struggling through each obstacle, Past catching at Future's reaching hand. So do we help each other, generations together we stand.
Those sad eyes beckon to me so lovingly a shattered past... yet still, a loving heart. Asking only for true affection, not someone who tears your world apart.
The beauty behind sad eyes so alluring your hypnotic gaze, piercing deep within my soul, you see the shadows I try to hide behind you see how my heart yearns, to once again be whole.
I could look into your eyes forever never wanting for more than this holding you in my arms for eternity, only craving just one more kiss.
One more chance to feel your warmth next to me one more time to run my fingers through your hair. One more chance to whisper in your ear, just how much i'll always care.
Your sad loving eyes, beckon to me so softly I care more than it would seem, yet, i've never met you I've only held you in my dreams.
February's child devoid hope a new life, but not knowing where to start. You came to me so sorrowful An abusive life a wounded heart. I gave to you my everything a lonely heart can give so much. I longed only for affection I hungered only for your touch. I offered you devotion yet, no feelings for me could you conceive I wonder If you ever cared at all? my confessions forgotten, and unbelieved. So bold, so cold, so heartless, behind those beautiful eyes. Beats a heart that cares for no one cloaked in veils of silence Lost in a web of lies. Hope becomes disillusion a wretched heart begs to scream, cursed to feel your passion only within my dreams. Neglect succumbs to bitterness another kicking to the curb. You've taken all I had to give Is this really what I deserved? A dream lies sad and broken a fool was I for all to see. With a heart that cares for no one how could it care for me. But my heart is stronger now I'm moving on A lesson learned My heart, no longer aches. Peaceful in the knowledge you were just one more of my hearts mistakes.
The Crescent Moon’s Light
Current mood: happy
Category: Writing and Poetry
The Crescent Moon's Light
We were gazing at the crescent moon, on a chilly Aprils' night The stars were a twinkling, such a beautiful sight That tiny cresent gently tipping ever so slight It's beauty painted us in such a soft-pale light
The faint glow of it's beauty illuminated such a sweet smile Your eyes sparkled, as we talked for awhile 'Twas then from your lips, spun a wonderful tale Clouds danced through the night's sky, like bellowing sails
"God made the moon, and the stars up above" "He created them with passion, created them with love" "He places raindrops into that tiny crescent moons' cup" "Then he waits for awhile, for it to fill up"
"Then, as that tiny crescent moon slowly starts to tip" "Down comes the rain, beginning to drip" "Rain through the clouds, or sometimes it's snow" "On all of God's creatures, here down below"
In utter amazement, under a crescent moon's silvery light I shall never forget the story you told me that night You looked deeply into my eyes, seen the love there for you As you softly whispered four words, " I love you too"
I held you ever so closely, as we started to kiss In your arms forever, forever wanting to feel just like this I promised my love for you always, a love that shall never die 'Till the world ends, and the moon falls from the sky
Then I awoke, you see it was only a dream But Oh, how very real to me it all seemed You came to me, in my dreams late last night Aglow under a crescent moon's soft-pale light
In another life long ago, a peasant Not much a measure of a man My duty tending to the flower gardens Whilst evil tyrants ruled the land
Kings, Lords, and Queens beheld the beauty Of my gardens' painstaking work Gazing in amazement, such kaleidoscope of colors Only beauty, no evil there did lurk
Sitting on a bench, I first beheld her sight A damsel so sweet and fair I knew my place, a paupers son But still, I offered flowers for her hair
No Knight was I, nor of noble blood But through the rags, she could plainly see My heart was pure, and filled with dreams As she first laid her eyes on me
A goddess of shear unearthly beauty Her smile sweet, "forgive me if I stare" You took my hand so tenderly And let me place the flowers in your hair
"Gentle spirit, would you give me just one kiss?" You asked of me,"for this your gift so sweet" Our embrace, only dreams are made of 'Twas then our lips did meet
But no knight was I, nor of noble blood Your bodyguards I did not see I was surrounded in an instant As they plunged thier daggers into me
Falling, the onslaught continued My crimson essesence spilling on cobblestones where I lie But I could only see your angelic face Clutching my flowers, as you began to cry
"Cry not for me dear maiden" "You've made this paupers' dream come true" "I'd gladly relinquish this lowly life" "for just one kiss from you"
A final daggers thrust, has found my heart Death no longer can I resist One last look at beauty's face I die, for one sweet angels' kiss
{Paul R. copyright_ March 2008}
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