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  Oct 2017 Scarlett
wordvango
A white horse
body armor
a fire-breathing dragon
a sword
a Knight
a Warrior
a Prince
a Lover….He is…

A lady
in waiting
her love my destiny
her desire
my need


That connection of the heart, of the soul…
of each breath…. just breathe, deep feelings,
trust of the heart, the essence of each soul touching,
blending, combining, linking, joining, connecting,
entwining, merging together, deep feelings….Love…
a Knight, a Warrior, a Prince, a Lover…. He is….

she is the faith I have lived
each day hoping
she is the horizon
come closer be real
and it is her
which essence takes
as truth and honesty


Dreams, serenity, peacefulness, that calm feeling of
tranquility, that connection of the heart, of the soul…
hope and faith, trust and love, those deep feelings,
stardust sparkles and moonbeam glimmers, fireflies,
soft kisses, gentle embrace’s, finger traces….Love…
a Knight, a Warrior, a Prince, a Lover…. He is….

depths of hearts are lethal
and mine has been broken died
now in her eyes
words of future
peace
arise
take wing
on Angels
make beauty
real
and on that
glimpse I breathe




That connection of the heart, of the soul…
a quaint riverbed, big oak trees, leaves singing
a gentle breeze, the moon, stars the sun, hearts embrace,
souls collide touching deep inside, mornin giggles,
toast and jam, moon pies, warmth and hot coffee….
forehead kisses, lips brushing the shoulder and…Love…

That word she knew that
promise that thought
the knowing
the sublime connection
I saw her there
giggling sweet
coffee and normal things
my dream


A white horse
body armor
a fire breathing dragon
a sword
a Knight
a Warrior
a Prince
a Lover…My Heart…He is…
~

**A lady
in waiting
her love my destiny
her desire
my need
  Oct 2017 Scarlett
Sarita Aditya Verma
Shadows and Reflections
Thrive in the Bright Light
And
Under the Warmth of The Sun

Shadows and Reflections
Best of Friends
Together they Frolic
By the Shore On the Beach
Playful and fun
Under the Warmth of The Sun  

Shadows and Reflections
Dread
The Pitch Dark
As ghosts Loom and Lark
Without , The Bright Light and The Sun

Shadows and Reflections
Fear not The Dark
Together , will They Be
Promised
The Bright Light and The Sun
Thank you all for finding the above piece inspiring, this is actually a part of the footnotes of my other write ' Impermanence... Permanence '
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/1874504/impermanence-permanence
A friend of mine wanted something for her son , who is in 6th grade .
The comments I received here , have reassured me that I shared the right thoughts with her :)
  Oct 2017 Scarlett
Cné
The surf provides lullabies
as ocean echoes roll.
Too soon, the sunlight glitters
as the dawn turns gray to gold.

I wake and I rub my eyes
beside the sandy beach
My love beside me, languid lips
within an easy reach.

I whisper, sweet good mornings
as your dreams I brush away.
You stretch and yawn, responding to
requests to "come and play".

Lingered memories caress,
of last night's rising moon
with silver waves and ripples,
beyond the dark lagoon.

In shades of colors that mix and smudge
you take your time, no rush
My ******* tingle, at the thought
upon my skin, spreads flush.

In reverie, flutters reminisce,
your wanton body on mine.
Whispered moans in my ear, you ******,
"I'm yours", I hear on rewind.
When last night's... turns into this morning's
  Oct 2017 Scarlett
Pagan Paul
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Random components in a broken box,
all there is of the jigsaw dreams.
Unaligned pieces distorting the picture,
a wooden tapestry split at the seams.
On the perimeter frame of insipid ice
molten images interlace in mist,
reaching for completion, a solid visage,
defying the puzzle a right to exist.


© Pagan Paul (09/10/17)
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  Oct 2017 Scarlett
John Michael Biely
The world is covered in clusters of light
little pockets of people at night
from far away, the only way to know
just how much we take and grow

A virus is spreading upon the earth
as we all use and discard its worth
it is certainly beautiful to see
what is killing you and me
One of my deepest fears is to look out of the airplane window and see the world mostly in possession with few dark spots in between.
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