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We may move on but behind close doors we still ache and never forget... How could you know
That your heart touched mine
That your words speak to my soul
That your smile makes me fly
How could you know
That I yearn to be w...
Wrapped in the embrace of starlight I illuminate the night
I head for a visit to where moonglow
caresses the shade of indigo
I glimmer in glamour o... <p> <embed src="http://www.authorsden.com/adstorage/9121/unchained_melody02.mid "hidden="false"border="0"width="310"height= "45"autostart="tr... ~ Images of Seduction ~
Slowly the music begins to play,
its beat flowing in a perfect rhythm.
She appears in black lace,
swaying her hips seductivel... Our innocence died long ago, yet, our heart seems not to have grasped the reality... This particular piece is one of the selections on my spoken word CD. A link to the site where it is available is provided below.
© 2000, Wanda L. Harr... “XuxaKu”, pronounced “shoo-sha-coo”, is a new form of short-verse poetry created by Joseph Randell Sherman (Joseph* ~ OneLight*®) in 2007. This simple... (impossible love stories that never come to be)
photo by Bernice Angoh Here I sit
not a tad of wit
left in my brain
I read and read
but instead
I oughta have created
Poem One and Poem Two
writing just for you
Why didn't... During a rainstorm it is always
more comfortable when you have
company... In a dream I saw your face
You spent the night in my mind
A vision I could only see
But not touch
In a dream I heard your voice
You spoke words in my... <embed src="http://www.authorsden.com/adstorage/4750/yukidoke.mp3"hidden="false"border="0"width="310"height="45"autostart="true"autoplay="true" loo... The only place I ever want to be seen..In His Eyes Hearts and Roses
Lovers'' gentle poses
Eyes locked in tender gazes
Lips afire in passion''s blazes
Hands entwined
Souls refined
Petals soft as silk
Wh... One never need envy when they have the ability to build for themselves Dreams
--><BGSOUND SRC="http://www.zianet.com/jw_laurie/Sounds/dream_lover.mid"LOOP
I hate these short summaries. If my poem doesn''t speak for itself then it is a failure. “Memory...is the diary that we all carry about with us.”
Oscar Wilde Man and woman and the emotional turmoil that persists long after the physical has taken flight. ~ In Navy Blue ~
I held my heart up before you
feeling our warmth and ideals living
Yet, you denied your presence
unreported ~~~ you chose to vanis... In our time,
We loved a world away.
Dreamed of falling stars
Swinging from golden strings
Silver beams of moonlight
Glowed a halo on our meadow bed... "The future blooms here from buds of the past / A future I would love to spend with you" <bgsound src = ''http://members.tripod.com/~rosemck1/nobodys-darlin-but-mine.mid''hidden loop=-1> |
