A little tenderness .. Prose Poem (Thoughts series)

Soft touches on my cheek, 

Made my breath inhale,

My beating heart stop,

My senses enhance,

As my eyes fixate on the forth coming of your lips, embracing mine

Tender flesh color of pink, sinks softly into my lips,

My mind goes blank, as it's overwhelmed with not only the sensation of this simple kiss, but also the warmth of your breath gingerly floating across my face, that causes a dead moan, to resided in my throat,

As loving aftershocks reels slowly throughout my extremities

Soft tip of your nose brush against mine, 

Followed by the gentle touch of a cheek, to cheek,

Another quick kiss is bestowed on my lips edge, making my body feel as if its tilting backwards

As my body let yours walk away from me, my mind wonders,

Why?...

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Balance of man ... Prose poem

What balances a man?

What's a mans true worth without balance?

Is it the amount of money he has at hand that balance him?

Maybe the size of the house he owns?

The size and cost of the cars he drives?

Some say its the prestige his job brings him,

But to me, it's the woman he holds on his arm that balances him,

And that woman who balance me, is you,

You are the stabilization factor of my life,

Without you, the me, the I am man, would have been full of life failures....

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Save in my arms ... Repetitive poem

Known, is that some bad things have happen to you in the past,

Known, is some bad things have happen to you in today’s light,

But I want you to know, my arms will always be here for you,

Always open for you to sigh in,

Always open for you to cry in,

Always open for you to laugh in,

Always open for you to fall in,

Always open, so I can close them and hold you safe with the comfort of,

My admiration, 

My devotion,

My respect and adoration of you,

My complete and unyielding, untiring, undying love for you…

Dedicated to ML

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Fall ......... Etheree poem

Fall 

Colors 

Of bright red 

Dazzling orange 

Hints of summer green 

Befall the human mind 

With mother nature display 

Of the passing of summer warmth 

As mother nature transforms herself 

For the cold fidelity of winter

Etheree: consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. 

Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

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Thank you... Repetitive poem ....

Thank you....

Simple words from a simple man,

But words that are more precise then gold to me

Thank you...
For being you,

The person who captured my heart, who shares my dreams

Thank you...

For being there when my mind was in the dark, and helped me to understand the glorious bright of the day, to except the illumination of the moon at night, therefore I would never be in the dark again

Thank you...

For sharing your love,

Your love of life,

Your love of giving

Your love of worship

Sharing all your love, while accepting all of mine

Thank you...

For all the smiles you put on my face,

The laughs you bring up from the depths of my being,

The frowns when I just can't understand the woman of you,

The deep affection I have for you, when I do

Thank you...

For excepting the simple human being, 

Inside of the simple person of me...

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Exclusive Nightfall (Listen) ... Rhymes Poem... Revisited

Rhymes are types of poems which have the the repetition of the same or similar sounds at the end of two or more words most often at the ends of lines

I want to be with you just one glorious night 

One night of being your shinning knight 

One night of holding you tight 

One night of kissing you all night 

One night of making everything in your life, alright 

One night waiting for the sun to turn the dark sky bright 

One night of bringing you joyous delights 

One night taking you on the highest of flights 

One night of hearing your screams 

One night of sharing your dreams 

One night of all night passion quests 

One night of mind undisturbed rest 

One night of a love so true 

One night of falling in love with you 

I want to be with you one night, the rest of your life 

I want to be with you one night, with you forever, as my wife 

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Reflections..(The series)../ Beep, beep .. Prose poem

Reflections, is flash back thoughts of my past,

or flash thoughts of the future...

Beep, beep, beep, beep,

Eyes watched the life monitor,

Ears hear her moans from deep constant pain

Oxygen 90 percent

Heart rate 184 PPM

Blood pressure 210 over 175

Doctors baffled,

Nurses giving me a cheer up grin,

But I know a person lying at rest, that their heartbeat shouldn't be faster then a person running a marathon,

Her blood pressure is nearing a stroke rate,

But they smile and try to keep me in the dark thinking they are helping me,

Because they have no clue what to do

I ask a question,

The doctor blows me off with his high IQ answer,

Because he doesn't understand what is happening, so how can I,

I calmly ask the nurse some questions in a way to guide her towards my thinking, Again what do I know except the person I love is in serve pain for no reason

She screams every time they touch her, but they keep touching her and saying we are sorry but we have to check this and that,

Hours go by, new doctors come and go baffled, but they all know one thing for sure, to order more testing, 

I sit quietly, listening to the beep-beep of the monitored, while praying to God it keep beeping

I get irritated and yell at the doctor for not giving her someting for pain,

But how can he, he doesn't know what is causing her pain, 

What she might react too,

Look at her charts, and see what she has taken before,

Opps, good idea, but I won't tell you that he doesn't say

Beep, beep, beep

Two minutes after pain shot, heart rate slowly drops,

Blood pressure drops some,

She reacts by reaching out for me to hold her hand

Thoughts run through my mind, what if,

What if this time I come back home alone,

What do I say to my children,

How do I help them grieve their lost,

How do I grieve my lost,

My eyes scan the monitors and finally see a slim hope

A baffled doctor walks into the room,

He has no answers; he has given her every test he can think off,

So I calmly tell him I have heard of this condition from another doctor, could he please call him and see if this be that rare condition he talked about,

His defeated IQ gives in to my idea, and has a nurse pick up the phone,

The other doctor says yes, he has heard of this condition, but never has experience it, but this what he think they should do

Beep, bee, beep, 

Hours later, her heart beat is the same as someone jogging,

Her blood pressure has dropped into life save numbers,

I can hold her hand, while giving her a warm loving smile,

I thank God for making someone finally listen to this dummy,

So the love of my life can recover, and one day come home to be loved by me once again...




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