Many written,
Many read,
Can also give you,
Go ahead,
When thinking Past,
Where Present, fled.
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Can words
Follow paths,Far, far awayFeel the sun-sea, paradiseMake you feel, all comfortableAnd nice,Like perfumed, summer roses,Beauty’s sheer delight.Some poets’ poetryHas that rare effect,That cannot be boughtThat cannot be taughtBut that canAwaken, deep passion,Be enjoyed,Over and over againLike a lover’s kiss,Or a deep caress,With a love attractionThat you totally possess.
Mountains may cave,
But Love profound,If finally found,Never dies,It is too precious.
We twist and turn
With passionate wordsOf imaginative desire,Oh Poetry!Your fire,Is unstoppable,As your heart palpitatesIncessantly,Full of Love’s desire.
There’s no explanation
With whom or whereBut if Love appears,Fulfillment’s there,Never too much,Of Heaven’s touch.
I want to tell you how I feel,
The special way you look at me,That makes you know me thru and thru,The special way you hold my hand,Telling me deep, you understand,The way you talk with our life planned,So that we never leave this Land,The Land that only you and I,Can thus posses until we die,For Loversland, belongs to those,That Love has blessed,…
You can’t learn to be
Profession of the Soul,Most people don’tKnow it,But you’re bornA poet,And Poetry like LoveIs magicMeant to heal,Embrace us All.