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I don't care if you're a storm
I'd stand through all your thunder and rains.

I’d pick you over sunshine any day.
August 2017
Yellow
Paint me yellow
elephants
Golden trunks flalling in the
blazing sun
A gentle touch
apricot finger tips
to their skin
Fine and dry
smooth like the sand
Let their aura cleanse
my soul
let me breathe again
Hazy mornings
fuzzy eyed
and yawn filled bubbles
make me go slack
Yellow elephants
Come to me in a dream
bless me with your presents
Renew me again
I was in a daze
 Apr 2018 Kewayne Wadley
JcA
As we listen to
the rain as it falls know I
fall with it, for you.

J.c.A
 Feb 2018 Kewayne Wadley
Z
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see.
Is it tears, truth, honesty or miseries.
What is it? What can it be?
My eyes are the keys to my soul, do you believe?

I look into your eyes and all I see is the opposite of all the bad.
I see love for hate; I see honesty from lies and sanity from being mad.
But there are things that you hid from me.
But I find out when you perform them in your actions and schemes.

Your soul is innocent and pure in all ways.
And I will love and cherish you today and for all days.
I'm not sure if we may last for a life time to past,
But it doesn't matter, because when I look at you in your eyes, I see you and me and that our love would last.

So look me in my eyes please, and look carefully too,
Because love is an action word and I don't like saying it to you.
But to show in the way we communicate, and things I do, it's all me.
My eyes are the keys to my soul, don't you want to know who I am, or even believe.
 Feb 2018 Kewayne Wadley
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I would be lying
if I told you 
that I get lost
in your eyes.

Losing myself in you 
would mean
that I had already been found.
It would mean
that your eyes showed me
something 
that made me surrender 
my sense of direction.

Direction in life,
Direction in that very moment.

But with you it's different.
I dwell
already 
as a lost soul,
gazing through the windows of your eyes,
discovering a perfect me within them.

In you
I see my culmination,
in you
I am endowed.

I am not lost in your eyes,
I am found.
... I want to give this to Her. This has been something that has been on my mind that I couldn't seem to put to words. I hope I did the thoughts in my head justice with this little piece ...
in our time
we think we know
most animals of the world
from films and videos

yet
seeing
an echidna come out of the underbrush
about to cross the road
but then
    looking at all the cameras
deciding to quietly go back home for a while

watching
a young humpback whale
launch her tons out of the sea
in the sheer joy of breaching
falling back in a white splash
that sends your boat rocking

feeling
the hard back of a wombat
    under its thick coat of hair
the soft fur of a koala
the cool skin of a blue-tongued lizard

feeding
a wallaby whose sharp claws
tenderly hold your hand
so that the food
            does not go away too soon

hearing
the swelling maniacal laughter
     of a flock of kookaburras
a pied butcherbird‘s
     unbelievably melodious call
    
you become aware
they are living beings
     not just images on the screen

and the little hairs
    on the back of your neck
    rise
    in shock and awe
of life‘s beauty
Australian impressions  ...
echidna = Australian ant-eating marsupial, see http://www.australianwildlife.com.au/echidna.html
Under You..
A place I would love to be...
Beautiful eyes  
that really see me.
Hair falling across my face
as you lean forward  for a kiss... a falling hard taste.
Warm full *******
pressed upon my chest.
Where upon me a greedy
mouth comes to rest.

Under you...
A place I would  
never want to leave...
There our bodies  
will Intertwine and weave.  
Where smooth soft thighs  
are on either side of mine.
Where hips rock and pelvis dips...
Folds are spreading
by hardened tip.

Under you...
A place where desire  
and reality meet..
Bodies meld as one..
forged in sensual heat.
Where wet soft flesh  
wraps and clings..
Caressing my intentions
such hardness it brings.
The sound of love heard
flowing from those lips..
As I ****** over and over
in rhythm with your hips.  

Under you...
The place I need to be..
Under you...
The place where you need me.
I want you to need me like I need you.
 Feb 2018 Kewayne Wadley
Traveler
I never believed in demons
Invisible or otherwise
Not the kind straight out of hell
Plaguing humankind

I would never perceive
Superstitiously
What I've seen in human eyes
Where evil dwells
By chance or spell
**** or stay alive

I'm not an atheist, nor theist
The absolute cannot be known
But I've seen such evil, behind eyes
   Everywhere I've roamed...
........
Traveler Tim
There is no madness
Darker farther
Than the depths
Of losing a daughter
I sit now praying
Her soul is
In heaven
And everyday
Is peace and warmth
And how I mourn
Her memory
Study her every feature
And how I
Wish to be again
Her father
And kiss her forehead
Tell her I love her
But grace is fallow
And nature cruel
And bad things
Can happen I knew
But I was only
Thinking that
The very day
You skinned your
Knee biking
I never knew
I'd be forever
Cursed to dream
Without you
I am sorry I did not attach this note sooner. My daughter passed years ago. This poem was written on one of those times I have to revisit that pain. I did not intend to mislead anyone.
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