You saw me crying
as I was sinking
you pulled me in
and wrapped me up

I was surrounded
with your love
when you found me
and I still am, even now.

When sunshine hits my window
Its beams dispense their plume
Just like you, light up my heart
By entering the room
BOEMS BY JA 622

I
Am a cheeky little bird.
I
Am
A SPECIAL little bird.
My
Feathers are so fluffy
Do not
Ruffle me!
I
Do not need MY
Wings clipped
Do you?
Chirp!
Chirp!
Tweet!
Tweet!
By
VIOLET.

the brave look to the dawn to
see the fruit of their endeavors....
the frightened look to wash clean the awful marks
of their fear from their faces before the
dawn exposes their true nature......
she looks to the dawn with her hopeful heart
still wrapped in her lovers scent......
he looks to the dawn as the embers of
the camp fire still glows with the
memory of the nightwatch
lonesome with his horse as silent companion.....
the wise man can read the days true face in the
turbulent clouds of daybreak.....
while the fool sleeps soundly in the
shallow waters of delusions warm and
comforting dream.....
the drunkard stumbling homeward
in the mist of his mind
looks to the dawn's glare with a tired yet
often muttered prayer that this be the last day of his suffering....
the wholesome man already taken his place in the factory line
see's a splinter of the dawn in the poisoned air in this dark room
quickly returning to his labor lest he loose all he has gained
and wishes for better days to come....
each of us must look to the
breaking dawn
with what truth or lie our hearts yearn
what strength or weakness is in our soul
each must find a path in the breaking dawn
hand in hand with another
or strongly by our own
and see in dawns turbulent clouds
a bright future to kiss us upon the cheek

People die.
Some young.

I recall my stolen
Moment. Soul's eyes

Opening; floating, cradled
In warmth -such

Contrast to the sterile
Chill of the table against

My back-
Beeps and pings fading

Like some sun setting
Somewhere behind.

That's right...
How could I forget...?

Seeing Day.
Sleep ending.

People die.
Some young,

But a few close their eyes
And return. I love this

Beautiful, terrifying
Dream.

i felt true love tonight.
i felt it when you looked at me.
when you kissed me.
when you pulled me to you
and we somehow fell asleep,
tangled in each other's limbs.
when i met you and said you were different,
i never knew just how much.
i never knew that what started as
late night conversations in your car
would turn into
kisses at baseball games.
or that it would progress into
thanksgiving with your family,
christmas with mine.
running away together,
if just for a day.
making love until you were
almost too tired to drive home.
and now,
well now we're in a whole new world.
a world of buying your own textbooks
and meal plans
and roommates that make us laugh
until three in the morning.
but at the end of the day,
when i crawl into bed,
you're still there.
one year later,
and you're still here.
i never imagined we would
make it this far.
but we took baby steps and
we still walked a mile.
i want to walk a million more with you,
and we will.
those miles will take us
through graduation,
down the aisle,
into parenthood,
and to the end.
but there's no one else
i'd rather walk them with.
i love you,
now and forever,
forever and always.

You don't need to write
me poetry
for you've already
engraved yourself
into my skin
your very being
is salvation enough
and with you
words don't even
need to exist
because your eyes
say it all
and the rhythm
of your hands
on my bones
and the fresh
beat of your heart
are my poetry

He will ask for a kiss,i will ask for your hand.
He will want a night with you, i will ask for your name change.
He will definitely offer gold, i will bring you deep love.
He will drive you home, i will park my car and walk you home.
He will love you in revealing clothes, i will love you even in your graduation ceremony gown.
He will want you Brazilian,American,Jamaican or Mexican but i will want you African.
Surely he will want you at night,i will want you before the sun hides.
He will change you,i will change your environment.
He will shout at you But i will whisper ''its okay '' when you do wrong.
I don't hate him it's just that i love the way you smile, talk, stand, walk, and when you just do nothing.So please believe me and give me your hand,I Will.

a child's delight in
her grown woman's eyes
lightened the room
brought back the sunshine to our
friday night leasure......
love my sweetheart
so dearly and clearly......
she giggles with finesse
and reassure with gentle good words
faster than magic
she is the bright star
that warms all our souls......
love my sweetheart so dearly and clearly......
an old rock 'n' roll song begins to play
with a beautiful voice she sings along
while holding me close......
we all tell stories of our long ago far away's
terrible ex's and grande old times
happiness and laughter.....
love my lover so dearly and clearly all the time....
she whispers in my ear about naughty
things she wants to do with me
when its just the two of us
after friends have disappeared one by one
we will collapse on the bed all giggles and joy
giggles and joy