To love her for sure, isn't just butterflies,
It's quiet mornings and shared, knowing smiles.
Respect for her voice, her dreams, and her fears,
A hand to hold steady, drying her tears.

Believing in her, when doubts cloud her way,
Celebrating her triumphs, every day.
Honest communication, a bond ever strong,
Standing beside her, where she truly belongs.

Laughter and comfort, a haven to share,
Love's a deep ember, a fire to care.
So love her for sure, not just fleeting desire,
But with all of your heart, and set her soul on fire.

The storm's fury spent, grey clouds drift away,
Sun peeks through the wreckage, a brand new day.
Bruises may linger, a reminder of strife,
But love's tender hand brings hope back to life.

Broken branches mend, with nature's art,
Withered blooms awaken, with a vibrant new start.
Debris cleared and scattered, a fresh start is made,
Love is the strongest shelter, where hearts are unafraid.

Hand in hand we stand, surveying the scene,
A love that endures, forever evergreen.
Though storms may revisit, their power subdued,
Love after the storm, a stronger love imbued.

Lord, give me these wings I yearn to unfurl,
Not feathers and bone, but a spirit that's world-
Encompassing, soaring on currents unseen,
Beyond earthly burdens, a vibrant green scene.

Grant me the strength to rise above doubt's heavy hold,
To embrace challenges, brave and bold.
Let kindness and hope be the wind in my wings,
Carrying me onward, where joy truly sings.

With faith as my compass, I'll chart a new course,
Through valleys of sorrow, or skies filled with force.
Lord, give me these wings, a spirit to fly,
To touch the heavens, where dreams never die.

Your heart, a locket, a mystery held tight,
Secured by a key, unseen to the light.
Whispers of secrets it keeps safe within,
Stories untold, a treasure unseen.

Do memories echo, in chambers so deeply?
Loves loss and laughter, where emotions do sleep?
Is there a space, yet unclaimed and unknown,
Awaiting a key, to make it its own?

Perhaps I can offer, a key forged with care,
Honesty, trust, and a love we can share.
If your heart's locket finds a fit in its hold,
Love's melody plays, a story untold.
When your heart possesses a key and locket

If her heart almost cherry red, a fiery spark,
Not quite love's crimson, but leaving its mark,
A flicker of interest, a blush on her face,
A hint of desire in this secret space.

Is it a friendship that edges on more?
A yearning unspoken, a question to explore?
Does her laughter hold a teasing delight?
A dance on the borderline, bathed in soft light.

Perhaps time will tell, what the color may be,
If cherry red blossoms, or fades silently.
But for now, the almost, sweet, tender ache,
A heart almost cherry red, for love's sweet sake.

Sun-dappled leaves, a secret space,
Laughter and whispers, a stolen embrace.
A blush on your cheeks, a question in your eyes,
A moment suspended, beneath endless skies.

But courage then faltered, a word left unsaid,
The silence stretched onward, a feeling unfed.
Did your heart yearn too, with a silent decree?
A forever unknown, a missed possibility.

Now only the memory, a bittersweet sting,
What song would we sing if I had kissed you in the garden?
And did you hear them say?

Cracked voice, static whispers, a love incomplete,
A screen shows your smile, but the touch feels like defeat.
Miles stretch like oceans, a lonely expanse,
Words hang in the silence, a love-given chance.

Laughter, once vibrant, sounds thin in the air,
Eyes that once sparkled, a distant, dimmed pair.
Jokes fall flat, stories a hollow refrain,
Love's language is distorted, lost in the digital strain.

Is this all there is, to this love we hold dear?
A pixelated echo, a connection unclear?
Yearning for closeness, a hand to hold tight,
Love hurts on the other side of the phone, in the pale screen's light.
Hello...who is calling?

If thy heart is made of sand, a shifting terrain,
Promises whispered, then scattered like rain.
Would I build on its shores, with castles of dreams?
Knowing the tide rises, erasing love's beams.

Tempting whispers of change, a restless desire,
A yearning for something that sets the soul on fire.
But love built on sand, a foundation so frail,
May crumble to dust, in a love's sudden gale.

Perhaps there's a fortress, with walls strong and true,
Where loyalty echoes, forever and new.
For a heart made of sand, though tempting it seems,
May leave me adrift, lost in love's shattered dreams.
When love reflects an oasis in thy heart
Yet, thy heart made of sand

Love, a sculptor's hand, on my spirit, descends,
Cracking the shell, where my true self transcends.
Hidden colors emerge, a vibrant display,
Where once muted tones held all feelings at bay.

Vulnerability blooms, a rose in the light,
Petals unfurl, fears banished from sight.
Strength I never knew, in me now resides,
A wellspring of courage, love gently confides.

Empathy's touch, a language I speak,
Compassion's embrace, the hurting I seek.
Love's symphony plays, on a grand, open stage,
Unveiling the beauty, of life's vibrant page.
Oh, love, we shall see it in the stars

Love, not with a chisel, but whispers so bright,
Has carved thee from stone, a radiant light.
A heart once a statue, a figure austere,
Now softened by fondness, emotions held dear.

A gaze, like a brushstroke, a tenderness shown,
Melting the ice, where feelings unknown
Had slumbered in darkness, a prisoner's plight.
Laughter, a melody, chasing away the night.

Love's patient devotion, a sculptor unseen,
Has carved from the stoic, a serene beauty.
A spirit awakened, with passion alight,
Love has carved thee from stone, a glorious sight.
A kind love of my own

When your heart turns around, a compass reset,
North may no longer be where you once met.
Unfamiliar feelings, a tremor, a spark,
A yearning awakens, igniting the dark.

Was it a whisper, a glance that held tight?
A melody humming, beneath the pale light?
The world shifts and dances, in hues ever new,
As your heart turns around, with a message for you.

Embrace the unknown, this exciting surprise,
Let go of the past, with love in your eyes.
For hearts that turn around, to a different sunrise,
May discover a love, in a beautiful disguise.
Finally, when your heart turns around

We both shall ask for love, with a hopeful plea,
For trust and for laughter, to set our hearts free.
Vulnerability's touch, a whisper we share,
Unveiling our truths, with a love that we dare.

Will it bring whispered secrets, in the hush of the night?
Or adventures untold, bathed in golden sunlight?
We yearn for a partner, on this grand, winding way,
A hand to hold steady, come what may.

Love's tapestry woven, with threads yet unseen,
A promise unspoken, a vibrant life's scene.
We both shall ask for love, with hearts open wide,
For in giving and sharing, true love shall reside.
Then, we both shall ask of her

If we query love, can answers be found?
In sonnets and lyrics, on love-stricken ground?
Is it logic, a theorem, neatly displayed,
Or a wild, tangled garden, where hearts have all strayed?

Perhaps love's a whisper, a feeling so deep,
A language unspoken, emotions that leap.
A glance that ignites, a hand-held so tight,
Two souls intertwined, bathed in starlight.

For love's not a question, with answers so clear,
But it was a beautiful journey, both joyful and dear.
Embrace the unknown, let your spirit take flight,
Love's a grand mystery, unfolding in light.
Love on her way, if we query love

Not everything we need, in books can reside,
Nor whispered by scholars, with knowledge as a guide.
The greatest truths often, in silence unfold,
In open hearts, and stories untold.

Kindness, a language, all creatures can speak,
Compassion's soft touch, on a tear-stained cheek.
The laughter of children, a symphony bright,
Chasing away shadows, with pure, joyful light.

Curiosity's spark, a fire to ignite,
Guiding us onward, through darkness and night.
For everything we need, to truly belong,
Lives deep in the spirit, where we all sing our song.
In life, everything that we need to know

If our dreams quiver out in the cold,
Nipped by the frost, their stories untold,
Let's gather the embers, a spark we can hold,
And fan them to life, 'gainst the winter's bold.

Weave threads of resilience, a shelter from frost,
Belief's warming blanket, at any cost.
Nurture the flame, though fragile and small,
For even a flicker can conquer it all.

Dreams, like tiny wildflowers, push through the snow,
They rise with the sun, where resilience can grow.
Though winter may linger, its grip will unwind,
Our dreams, reawakened, a new spring we'll find.

hope
is
the
spirit alive
that
dwells
inside the hearts of ships
and
the
souls of men
who
glide across
the
dark wine sea
then
we must
keep hope alive

Yes, she is my beacon of light,
A radiant sun, chasing back the endless night.
Her laughter, a melody, joyous and clear,
Banishes shadows, and casts out all fear.

Her eyes, like twin stars, in the vastness they gleam,
Guiding my course, a celestial dream.
Her touch, a warm fire, that sets my soul free,
Inspiring the best, the truest part of me.

With her by my side, I can conquer the climb,
Her spirit, a compass, marking the right time.
Yes, she is my beacon, my guiding star bright,
Forever my sunshine, forever my light.
Unfold the endless nights

seabirds
sail beyond
the
ocean waves
then
they
weave across
the
Breckenridge sky

Take my hand and hold it tight,
Through sunshine's warmth and moonlit night.
A silent language, skin-to-skin,
A bond unspoken, let us begin.

Worries may whisper, doubts may arise,
But with you beside me, fear slowly dies.
Strength in your touch, a steady hold,
Together we'll face, what stories unfold.

For in your hand, a promise I see,
A journey of two meant eternally.
So take my hand, and hold it near,
A love everlasting conquers all fear.
Hold on...hold on...hold on
That is all that I ask...then life goes on

When death washes over us, a tide so serene,
No longer will burdens or worries convene.
The laughter, the tears, all memories blend,
A tapestry woven, that finds its end.

The body, a vessel, released from its hold,
Like leaves on the wind, a story untold.
But the essence, the spirit, a luminous spark,
Returns to the starlight, a radiant ark.

No longer confined, by this world's earthly ties,
Ascending to realms, where forever resides.
Not an end, but a shift, a celestial dance,
When death washes over, a glorious trance.

Oh Love, look what we have done,
A tangled mess, beneath the setting sun.
Words flung like stones, a hurtful display,
Leaving scars etched, where laughter once played.

But wait, love whispers, a chance to rebuild,
With gentle forgiveness, on fertile ground tilled.
Let's mend what is broken, with hearts open wide,
Brick by loving brick set hurt aside.

For love's patient hand can mend and restore,
Together we'll rise, stronger than before.
Though shadows may linger, a lesson we've learned
Oh love, look what we have done, while we hurt again

The raindrops keep falling, a curtain of gray,
Drumming a rhythm on rooftops all day.
Puddles like mirrors reflect the dim sky,
A world washed anew, with a tearful sigh.

But listen beyond, to the whisper they bring,
A song of the earth, as the flowers take wing.
Dust settles gently, the air cleansed and pure,
A promise of sunshine, forever endure.

For raindrops hold stories, both joyous and sad,
A lullaby whispered, though sometimes quite bad.
But hope always lingers, in each falling tear,
The raindrops keep falling, the world to endear.

Not a drum in the chest, a dull, muffled thump,
But a rhythm that quickens a butterfly's jump.
A hand-held so close, a tremor that starts,
Mirroring mine, beating two kindred hearts.

Eyes locked in a gaze, a silent decree,
A language unspoken, for all the world to see.
A shared breath, a sigh, a current that flows,
Two souls intertwined, where passion softly grows.

This feeling, a secret, a treasure untold,
The whisper of forever, more precious than gold.
To feel the heart's echo, a love that takes flight,
A symphony silent, yet pulsing with light
Just to feel the heartbeat of someone

You fan the small spark, a flickering flame,
Belief in my wings, whispers my name.
Doubt's heavy cloak begins to unwind,
With each word of faith, a strength I can find.

Your trust, a gentle breeze, lifts me with grace,
Soaring above fear, to an open space.
Now dreams take on colors, vibrant and bold,
A symphony plays, a story untold.

With wings that you strengthen, I rise to the sun,
My flight takes me onward, a journey has begun.
Forever I'll carry, the gift that you give,
These wings allow me, to truly live.
Baby, you give me these wings to fly

A heavy cloak, the night holds me fast,
Stars like cold diamonds, a glittering past.
Sleep's heavy hand, a burden I bear,
Longing for sunrise, to chase away despair.

Dawn's gentle whispers, a memory's gleam,
The sun's golden touch, a vibrant dream.
But shadows still linger, clinging so tight,
Yearning for warmth, for morning's first light.

Lord, I miss the morning light's embrace,
The hope it ignites, in this weary space.
Grant me the strength, to greet the new day,
And chase the night's darkness, forever away.
Oh Lord, I miss the morning light

Let your wings carry you far, above,
Soar through the clouds, where dreams take you home.
Sun-kissed feathers, a vibrant display,
Dip and dive freely, embrace the new day.

Untamed spirit, a boundless quest,
Leave worries behind, put them to the test.
Ride thermals of hope, on currents of grace,
Explore hidden valleys, a wondrous embrace.

Stars as your compass, the moon as your guide,
Let your wings carry you, where wonder confide.
For in the vast sky, your true self takes flight,
With wings unconfined, bathed in endless light
Where heaven is waiting for us tonight.

Hollow husks where laughter thrived,
Empty sockets where dreams once connived.
Ghosts of warmth, a lingering chill,
Echoes of voices, forever grown still.

They walk among us, unseen and unheard,
Aching for connection, a forgotten word.
Eyes glazed over, a vacant stare,
Lost in a world devoid of care.

We hurry on by, with nary a glance,
Blind to the emptiness left by a chance.
A touch, a kind word, a moment to spare,
Can mend the fractured and show that we care.

For empty souls yearn for a spark to ignite,
To feel the warmth of connection, and step back into the light.
With the empty souls, we leave behind

In starlit embrace, the night holds its sway,
Shadows dance whispers, secrets at play.
Moon's silver glow, a beacon so pale,
But whispers of dawn, on the cool breeze exhale.

A hush falls, a quiet before the start,
Anticipation lingers, close to the heart.
A single bird calls, a melody bright,
A herald of sunshine, chasing away the night.

The horizon ignites, a blush in the east,
Darkness surrenders, as colors are released.
Soon it shall be morning light, chasing away fears,
Painting the world anew, washing away tears.
And soon it shall be morning light

If I had to crawl to get over that hill,
Sun-baked earth is scorching, my resolve still.
Muscles scream protest, a battle of wills,
But the summit beckons, with unseen thrills.

With each difficult inch, a victory was won,
Ignoring the whispers, the race to be done.
Sweat stings my eyes, a temporary plight,
For the vast panorama, bathed in sunlight.

Hands gripping the gravel, a desperate plea,
But the fire within whispers, "You will be free."
And finally, gasping, I crest the rise,
The world laid before me, a glorious prize.
If I had to crawl to get over that hill

While their hearts beat a frantic drum,
A nervous tremor, barely numb,
Eyes lock across the crowded room,
A silent question, blooms in gloom.

Do whispered dreams, in each soul reside?
A yearning unspoken, deep inside?
A chance encounter, a stolen glance,
A spark ignites, a fleeting chance.

Will hesitant smiles, a greeting convey?
Or will this moment, quickly fade away?
Beneath rapid pulse, a story untold,
While their hearts beat fast, a future unfolds.
With cross-star lovers from the past

the stillness of a hummingbird
when
God
giveth them wing
to fly
thus
to
master the sky

Tears, not of sorrow, but a salty tide,
To loosen the mortar, where dreams reside.
Walls stand so stoic, cold, and confined,
But salty drops whisper a truth they can't find.

A heart overflows, with yearnings untold,
Cracks in the fortress, waiting to unfold.
Emotions well up, a relentless plea,
To break free from burdens, and finally be.

Crying to loosen, the grip of the past,
To wash away shadows, that forever hold fast.
A cleansing rain, for the spirit to rise,
Crying to lift the walls, and open the skies.
Thus, we shall cry to lift the walls

Love, a weaver, with threads of light,
It binds us together, ever so tight.
From familiar strands, a comfort we glean,
But love's tapestry, ever unseen,

Holds surprises, in colors so bright,
Unforeseen wonders, born in the night.
Adventures unfurl, on wings we take flight,
Hand in hand, bathed in love's gentle light.

New passions ignite, a vibrant display,
Dreams take on wings and soar far away.
Love's tender touch, a symphony rings,
How love shall bring us new things.

Veiled prophets of the sands of time,
Whispers echo in a cryptic rhyme.
Oracles whisper, secrets untold,
Of futures unfolding, both brave and bold.

Eyes pierce the veil, through ages they see,
Triumphs and trials are yet to happen.
Mortals seek guidance, a whispered plea,
To chart a course on life's stormy sea.

But riddles confound, a tapestry spun,
Of cryptic warnings, battles yet won.
Free will is a compass, a path to define,
The Oracles murmur, the choice will be thine.
Only through the oracles of time

If I imagine what you say,
A world unfolds in shades of gray.
Is it truth, or fancy's flight,
Are these whispers dancing in the night?

Do you yearn, or do you doubt?
Hopeful whispers, or a mournful shout?
My mind was a canvas, vast and white,
Painted by what I think you might.

But true connection, heart-to-heart,
It needs spoken words to play its part.
So let your voice, clear and true,
Replace the whispers, me and you.
Towards another dream, if I Imagine what you say

A frosty halo, a crown so pale,
Circles the moon, a whispered tale.
Ice crystals dance, in layers unseen,
A giant's lens, on the heavens keen.

Light bends and fractures, in the frosty embrace,
A spectral ring, in the moonlit space.
Folklore whispers, of storms on their way,
But science explains the light's gentle sway.

A fleeting display, a winter's delight,
The moon's pearly glow, in an ethereal light.
The rings softly gleam, a celestial rhyme,
A touch of magic, in the vastness of time.
With sweeping rings around the moon

Life, the best teacher, a harsh decree,
No textbooks are offered, just lessons set free.
Through stumbles and triumphs, the wisdom unfolds,
Scars etched in memory, stories untold.

Victories whisper, of battles well fought,
Defeats a harsh lesson, dearly bought.
Joy's fleeting embrace, a reminder so bright,
That sorrow's dark cloak gives way to the light.

With each passing season, the spirit refines,
Empathy blooms, where once judgment binds.
Life's greatest lessons, not written in rhyme,
Are learned in the living, one precious moment at a time.
Until we get down on our knees to pray, because life is the best teacher

A strange voice whispers, soft and sly,
Thoughts not my own, a curious why.
It murmurs secrets, both dark and bright,
A tempting path, shrouded in night.

Is it a friend, or a cunning foe?
Does it guide or lead me astray, I don't know.
Melodies hum, a haunting refrain,
Urging me onward, through sun and rain.

Can I tame this voice, or will it command?
A battle within, for control of the land.
I search for the truth, with a cautious heart,
This strange voice inside, where will it take part?
With a secret, I keep inside my head

Oh, Love, we are not far apart,
Though miles may stretch, you're in my heart.
A whispered breeze, a songbird's call,
In every sunrise, I hear you enthrall.

Stars paint your name across the night,
The moon is a beacon, a guiding light.
In shared dreams, we meet and play,
Two souls entwined, come what may.

The distance a whisper, soon to be passed,
Love's bridge will carry us, built to last.
For even apart, our bond remains true,
Oh Love, we are not far apart, it's you.
I hold in my heart

Death shall not take us, though shadows may fall,
For love's a fire, that conquers all.
We'll dance in its light, a vibrant display,
Etched in each other, come what may.

Memories woven, a tapestry bright,
Threads of joy woven against the darkest night.
In laughter and tears, our spirits entwine,
A love is everlasting, forever thine.

Though bodies may fade, with the setting sun,
Our love shall transcend, the race not yet run.
In hearts that remember, our story takes flight,
Death shall not take us, for love burns so bright.

A smile, a kind word, a helping hand,
Seeds of compassion sown on the land.
Patience for stumbles, forgiveness for flaws,
Weaving a tapestry without a single clause.

Understanding whispers, soft and low,
Easing burdens, where empathy can flow.
Let respect be the bridge, hearts open wide,
Building a world where kindness can confide.

For in unity's embrace, we truly see,
The greatest magic is what we can be:
Good to each other, a chorus so strong,
A melody of kindness that rights every wrong.
Throughout life,  be good to each other

Moonlight painted a teardrop sheen,
Her laughter, a melody, bittersweet, I glean.
Words unspoken, a future unseen,
A chasm grew wide, where dreams had been.

Stars, once our compass, lost their light,
Promises whispered, dissolved in the night.
A hand slipped away, with a final sigh,
Tears fell like rain, beneath a cold, empty sky.

The night I could not keep her, a memory untold,
A love that escaped, leaving a heart to grow cold.

If I promise you another day,
Would it hold sunshine, or shadows gray?
A chance to laugh, a tear to dry,
Or simply a beat, as moments fly?

Can promises mend a broken wing,
Or ease the ache a sorrow may bring?
The future's a canvas, yet to unfold,
A mystery whispered, never quite told.

But trust, like a seed, in your heart may take root,
And bloom with hope, bearing precious fruit.
For even in darkness, a promise can gleam,
A whisper of dawn, a future's bright dream.
if I Promise You Another Day

We are stones craved by the sea,
Worn smooth by waves' relentless glee.
Once jagged peaks, now worn and round,
Secrets we hold, in depths profound.

The ocean whispers, a ceaseless song,
Urging us onward, where we belong.
To distant shores, on currents tossed,
Stories etched deep, forever embossed.

Polished by tides, a timeless quest,
Yearning for beaches, where dreams find rest.
We are stones craved by the sea's embrace,
Lost in the rhythm, a restless chase.
Craved by the waves and the crests

We go gently under the stars,
Barefoot whispers on dew-kissed scars
Of the sleeping earth. A velvet hush,
Only starlight whispers, a gentle crush

Of galaxies vast on our upturned gaze.
No need for words in this starlit maze.
A hand-held close, a silent vow,
Under a sky where dreams somehow

Unfurl-like banners, vast and bright,
Guiding our steps through the starlit night.
As we go gently underneath the stars

when
God takes control
your hands
are
the
architect of the soul

death cast her shadow
while
embraced in her arms
and
death is my sunset
while
death is my dawn

Let me be the tallest oak tree, strong,
Roots delving deep where they belong.
Branches reach high, a sheltering hand,
For weary travelers across the land.

Whispers of wind through leaves unfold,
Stories whispered, both young and old.
Witness to seasons, a timeless guide,
Through sunlit days and storms that hide.

A beacon of hope, I proudly stand,
A testament to nature's grand hand.
May those who seek solace find it here,
Beneath my boughs, dispelling fear.
And still whispering sweet sunlight
through my leaves

Deep in the earth, a stifled cry,
We yearn for air and a boundless sky.
Roots may hold fast, but spirits crave,
The sun's warm kiss on a windswept wave.

Blind tendrils reach, a desperate plea,
To break the bonds of obscurity.
Blooms unfurl, reaching for the sun,
Life's vibrant song, a battle won.

For buried dreams and stifled sighs,
We yearn for air and open skies.

Two paths converge, a winding lane,
One, love that blossoms, sun, and rain.
The other is a journey to find my core,
Where dreams take flight and fears explore.

They weave and dance, a vibrant braid,
Love nourishes, where my spirit's swayed.
My true self, a guiding light,
Empowers love to take flight.

Together we soar, a boundless quest,
Love and my own, forever blessed.
Again, my love, and my own