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I will fall in love
With the man
Who took

*The stars
For his eyes

The sweetest fruit
For his smile

The reddest plum
For his lips

The nightingale's song
For his voice

The caress of a mother
For his touch

Samson's strength
For his will

And the purest love
For his heart.
Will I find him?
If only you let me share your burden,
I swear I'll shun all your demons away.
If only you let me close to your heart,
I promise to kiss away your pain.
If only you let me see your naked soul,
I swear to be the devotee of your name.
 Jan 2016 Little Peony
eb
In 2016,
 Jan 2016 Little Peony
eb
give yourself a *chance
If we could hold the sun
within the palms of our hands,
would we at last feel warm?
Would the ice that formed
within my aorta melt?
Or maybe
it would all evaporate
and we would die,
feeling warm for once in our lives.
I've been having issues with my writing
 Jan 2016 Little Peony
Dorothy A
Love is more than...

A feeling
An emotion
A romantic notion

Love is often...

Quite a challenge
Painful - like a sore to heal  
Not always the real deal

Love sometimes...

Is lacking
Has no appeal
Is falsely based on how you feel

Love certainly...

Requires risk
Will not always be returned
Is a gift - cannot be earned

For without love...

We would not be human
But merely beasts
Therefore, love must increase

Nobody is...

Hopeless in a desire for its reach
For shattered lives can be made whole
Love can penetrate a broken soul!   

Love is...

Not a tired, worn-out cliche
But not as carefree as it is told
A treasure I'd never trade for money or gold

Love ...

Banishes hatred
A state of being and mind
Truly, of values, sublime
 Jan 2016 Little Peony
L
12/31
 Jan 2016 Little Peony
L
"Think about me every now and then,
old friend."
John Lennon's last words to
Paul McCartney

Happy New Year, everyone.
Here's to a good goodbye.

**
Leigh
I am not afraid of what you bring.
Actually, I invite the new beginning.

A clean slate?
Maybe even a blind date?
I dare to say it might be fate.

You can keep that frown in your pocket,
And don't forget last years gown.
I am waiting patiently for this countdown.

To my new cheer,
To my new dear,

To my last fear,
To my last tear,

For, I am ready to embrace this New Year!
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved

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