Laying here thoughts of you
Breathing into me like the
Nite air. Your eyes consume me
The way your hands feel on my skin
Do you even realize baby
How much I feel for you
I have so much I want to show you.
I wanna share nights of
of laughter and quiet nights
just relaxing in your arms.
Kissing you good morning
Days when rough you can
count on me to be here to listen
Or just care. I wanna walk with you
On a rainy day just holding hands
I count the time till I see u again
I miss you babe I really do
I am so happy we found us
I have needed someone in my life
To show me i won't be alone
And to share my life with you
Thats what I hope to do
Im not perfect I make mistakes
I'm human to but one thing
I can promise you I'm loyal
I won't cheat I won't lie and
I will show you the man I see
And the man you are and treat
you as a such with respect and honor
All I need is music coffee and you
Alot of you all of you .
I love being the women who takes cares
Of the home and her man
But I also love to be the one you speak of with pride. If , I loose you now I loose
my only chance I've been given of a
actual real true passionate love.cause what I feel with you I have never felt with anyone ever and truly deep in my heart
don't believe I could again
So I'm all in or I'm all out
And will love me as love you
© Jennifer L DeLong 8/30/2017

there is a place
where he failed in quest
a place where his eyes
were devoid of hunger
though many have seen his sufferings
the moon is the color of blood

there is a place
where the ****** go
to be judged
very few make the journey
to struggle and return
angels choke on his devastation

there is a place
where the injured
go to suffer
body licked by flames
the soul was polluted
the apocalypse is nigh

there is a place
where renewed strength
simply wilts on touch
he bleeds for everything changed
inspiration may die
in a world devoid of dreaming

there is a place
where only time will tell
if hell is reserved for the weak
she sways unspoken solitude
from the thorns, he blooms
autumn, and a voice found

there is a place
where the broken live another day
time and space coalesce from dust
and in form and body there is hope
a broken viking's tortured soul
wars are not won by strength and courage

there is a place
reserved for the redeemed
thine sword grows heavy
and thine eyes will not drift
for every battle there is loss
scarred hands tell the story

there is a place
where he belongs
and that place
is in her arms