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His feelings ricocheted
Off her world
Impaling his unaware heart
 Mar 2015 Sydney Victoria
Sjr1000
Your eyes held the beauty
of sunrises in the morning skies
Your art knows the realities
of a thousand disguises

Your fingers touch inside my beating heart

You know where I go to hide
You pull me out
You put me in
I am your puppet
you pull the strings

I am lost beneath your gaze
without a word to say.

There is beauty in the warm winds blowing our way
The softness of our quilted bed

Your breast is a pillow
I lay my weary head
Your heart is a home I can stay
when I've lost my way.

Your eyes are
my sunrises
lighting the way.
Your world
Part of this universe
Nurture with love
Whole world
Will wake up
To the bright world
Your world
Now, made space
And a mention
Fondly, by every heart
Your small world
Is special
When there is true love
 Mar 2015 Sydney Victoria
Marian
Mae
 Mar 2015 Sydney Victoria
Marian
Mae
As dawn approaches
She unfurls butterfly wings
Towards a distant sunrise
And soars beyond the clouds
To a place where morning glories grow
In silence, while her beauty
Sings a hymn of sunlight

**~Marian~
For my Mom, Hilda!! ♥ I am sorry for our misunderstandings today!!! By the way, my Mom’s middle name is Mae!! :) ~~~~<3
The infinite light
Find its way
Through my window
To the soul
Wakes me up
From a slumber
With a dream
Floating among
The rays of light
Light as feather
I feel free
Light finds its way
To the inner
Corridors of my life
The glow
Throws light
On my consciousness
Making me aware
Of the realm
Where true hearts reside
The joie de vivre
Is so attractive
I cannot stay away
But join them
Endless matrix shall unravel the undying spirit from each parallel;

and I wilt speak freely to her now, and when I see her in each dell.

By the light of a dawning spell, I read by numbers and defy his evil.
The color of your skin, does not tell me
  what kind of person you are-
Your language, or accent, does not tell me
  what kind of person you are-
Your creed does not tell me,
  what kind of person you are-
It is you, that shows me, what kind of person you are!

copyright: richard riddle 04-08-2014
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