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Storm approaching suddenly,



Run to the window, look and see.







Alluring glance from me to you,



Without a word…you think it too.







Clothes in a trail across the floor,



from window pane, to outside door.







Secluded place, a grassy field…



In open view, (yet still concealed)







A blanket lay upon the ground,



Where you and I



And Rain



Fall



Down







Warm wet descends from summer skies,



As birds and bees, cover their eyes.







Alas, the rain comes to an end,



Return inside…



to wait again.

When I think of you, I think of laughter.



I think of sharing popcorn and cracking up at a silly movie.



I think of imagining a silly sight and laughing with you until tears form.



I think of a shared thought that only we know and giggling like school kids, upon remembrance.







When I think of you, I think of security.



I think of feeling safe in your arms as you hold me.



I think of how you lovingly provide for our family.



I think of being with you forever and never feeling alone.







When I think of you, I think of love.



I think of two hearts filled with joy, never to be broken.



I think of two bodies intertwined as only love can bring them together.



I think of what your touch or just looking at me a certain way, does to me.



I think of us growing old together and sharing an everlasting, unconditional love.







I think of you at only two times……day and night.



I think of you as my lover, my friend, my bodyguard, my confidant, my rock, my king.



I look forward to spending the rest of my days loving you.

She stands alone

her petals so smooth



I watch the Light hit her -



and my heart is moved.







Such elegance, such beauty,



my eyes have never known-



she stands absorbing golden rays,



I sit and watch alone.







Her silky petals...



and tender green leaves...



her long narrow stem



with its thorns of unease.







It bewilders me to think



as I watch even now,



that rose that I see



has been battered somehow.







Beaten by the winds



and the rains of life,



by the thorns of other roses,



by pain and strife.







Oh! to be the Gardener,



and to know the exact way



to nurture that rose



back to health one day.







But the Gardener, I am not,



an imitation, I am afraid,



simply struggling through the garden



on the path that He made.







But someday, in time,



I will know what He knows,



and will walk deeper in the garden



and reach that battered rose.







And way out where its harsh



I will tend to her needs-



protect her, cherish her,



and nourish her, with ease.







For by then all my strength



will have come from above



and that slightly battered rose



will be made perfect by Love.

My heart cries, but you don’t hear it.



My heart breaks, but you don’t feel it.



My body longs to feel your arms around me.



My lips long to feel your kisses.



My ears long to hear you say I love you.



My eyes long to see your smile and eyes twinkle.



My life longs to have you in it.



My world longs to have you make it complete.



My body longs to feel you lie next to it.



My love longs to have you return it.



My heart will cry, my heart will break.



My body will go limp, my lips will only speak.



My ears will miss your words, my eyes will shed tears.



My life will be so lonely, my world will be so empty.



My love will go unreturned.



My heart aches as my life is turned inside out.



My mind will never forget, my heart will never let go.



I have loved you since the day I met you



But now my heart cries, and you don’t hear it.