Chocolate chip, Gummi Bears skinny dip in a
glass of Rossi or Chardonnay. Strawberries
sing as you bring me the essence of YOU.
My Princess from the East, mesmerized by
your eyes, our Love flows like the Nile,
until its end, falling to the Earth through
the tears that We cried.
My Queen, before you I stand, this man,
because you helped me understand exactly who
it is that I really am. I cannot lie,
still,
Your Lessons, Your Life, Your Love, My Loss,
because of My own Karmic cost. Surrounded by
an Ocean of my own self-pity, My Body
my Raft, adrfift, My Soul, dashed, by the
Storm of my own rage. My Mind, My Body,
My Soul, this World had become my personal
cage. Along She came with the hidden Key.
There She stood, defiant, with the Sun
shinning brightly behind Her. Emerging from
the Land of My own creation, Her Love the
Sword that killed the One hiding the Key.
I was amazed because the One hiding the Key
was Me!
You healed me the only way that I could be
healed: Your Belief in Me, made Me - Believe
- in Me! You saved the Three and helped Me
see how dear to Me are the other Three. I am
sorry for the Time that I used, Thankful for
the Time that was shared, Hopeful of the Time
ahead. A Square complete, My Love for each
of You I speak, using the Word.....Thee,
Thee, Thee and once again Thee.
Dedicated to Stephanie, Corby, Melanie, and Allison. To you, I still say: Thee, Thee, Thee, and once again Thee
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Reviewed by My Innocence Ingiga (Reader)
Reviewed on April 13, 2007
Not eternally
Heaven and Hell
This space
And spaces underground
Always together
In perfect Square
In perfect Triangle
And perfect Circle
And a point,
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
Not eternally
Heaven and Hell
This space
And spaces underground
Always together
In perfect Square
In perfect Triangle
And perfect Circle
And a point,
Eternal
by:
My Innocence