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With an old secret
I sank into her endless eyes
Pondering over laws
That effected such marvel
And leased me to madness
Words were melting in my mouth
She, refraining her turn of phrase
A tear rolled down my cheek
Stirring passion's tongue
A tear rolled down hers
Wielding my soul ablaze
I rejoiced in silence
Lest i betray my confidence
She handled my eyes
Spotting my inference
I could no longer bear
The fruits of my fear
I leaned over and touched
Her sculptured nails tenderly
Freeing my emotion
She smiled coyly
Sealing my devotion.
I fell in love with a dream,
and then I woke up.
It felt like a gut punch.
I wanted so badly for
the dream to be real,
but it wasn't.

The antonym for
dream is
reality.
And the reality
was
that she could
never love me
like I loved her.
Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjeCroHYQxU
My husband's heart has only ears for me.
12/7/2024
 Jul 2024 Cheryl Ann Warner
nivek
constant fire
on all horizons

a star to see by
warm your bones

weaponised
a means of torture

to wish upon
an eternal wonder.
too dark to see
moonlight falls on your sweet face
see love in your eyes.
1/7/2024
 Jul 2024 Cheryl Ann Warner
nivek
the building of portals
eight seeds sown

trees growing tall
the quiet glade

a dream of the child
confirmation

you come in and out
the eternal doorway.
Suffused through the veiled abstract
Some ride the tail of Satan,
Some shelter in the shadow of God,
Many are diffused in the great indifference of humanity....

But some pluck the jewels of eternity
From the billowing cloud,
To voice substance
And musical inspiration
To the willing, attuned
And receptive ear.

These be the poets in our midst.

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ
An addenum to Alyssa Underwood's vibrant work, "The Poets Among Us".
A dis-ease of classification

Category of categories,

And each morning tiny flowers
Open their heads
To sample the breeze
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