When dreams are shattered
And love is lost,
A broken heart
Has to heal.
The tears flow.
Sadness sets in.
The pain is real.
I wasn't your lover,
I wasn't your friend,
I wasn't a part of your life,
But you were of mine.
I am a poet.
You were my inspiration.
My dream.
I know it's crazy.
A little insane.
However,
You were my muse,
So easily the words came.
I write of how you inspired me,
I write of how I feel about you,
I write of things I wish to be,
My writings are a fantasy.
But to this day,
I still write,
Of a man,
I'd like to know.
Maybe our paths will cross.
And we will talk
Then you will know,
My words of you,
I can never let go.
JMR 2008
Paradise in your eyes
Heaven in your touch
When we kiss
It's never enough
Closing my eyes
I slip into dreamland
There you stand
Taking my hand
I want to love you now
I want to love you forever
I want to feel your touch
I want to kiss your lips
Holding onto your memory
My dream is fading fast
I try to keep you near
You have disappeared
My lover
I am yours
And forever
I pray,
There will come a day
When my dreams
Will never fade
And you will
Never walk away
For when you kiss my lips
And when you hold me close
It is this I love the most
Feeling your body
Against mine
Drinking in your essence
It's like a fine wine
Stopping all time
As our bodies intertwine
I feel you even now
As I lie awake
I think of you again
And my body quakes
The thought of your hands
Caressing my body
Sending me to a state of
Euphoria
I want to sleep forever
For in my dreams
You are
Waiting to love me.
JMR 2008
COMMENTS
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nightangelgale
22:15 Dec 24 2008
lovely poetry my lady! would it be alright to publish this in the next issue of the e-magazine? (January issue)