My Forevermore

The angels are smiling, I'm sure you'll agree,
if you hold my hand and simply follow me.

We're the morning sunshine, the moon
glo at night and when you hold my hand
we're the stars shining bright.

The angels are smiling, I'm sure you'll agree,
if you hold my hand and simply follow me.

La de da so silly, la de da so fine, la de da
my darling la de da beats this heart of mine.


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My eyes adjusted and in the darkness I could see,
the clarity a view that brought your love to me.

Willow catkins that bloom the first of spring and a
snowflake of winter join to celebrate the dream.

Happiness had found me and this much I know,
the roads a little brighter with each step we go.



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The Heart

The past is a road well traveled and today no blades of grass remain and the future not yet written depends solely on today. Though there are many miles of road between us, mountains and rivers lay, we are close as the soul would have us, it's in the heart we stay.
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The Hour

It is not of dreams and wishes
nor of romantic desire, the path
that leads the heart a blaze with
one continuous fire, was ignited
the moment you made a day
become an hour.




An awe-inspiring moment as
the heavens revealed to me a
glimpse of the world, bare of
heartache and sorrows debris.

The pallet clear and no colors
could I see, until suddenly I
watched as countless prismatic
rays reflected off the sea.




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The river deep a massive flow,
the current awfully strong
and as I peer into the waters,
the rush to my heart a song.

Spiraling into confusion,
can't see right or wrong,
yesterday weaves quite
a canvas, weathered
weak and forlorn.
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It was our simplicity of thinking which led us down the road of desire

but genuinely the gift of love is what unites our souls a fire.

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There was a time I met with compassion and I thought I knew it well,

but it wasn't until I felt your love that my heart began to swell.

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What is my forevemore? It is the dance with laughter,

the joy that takes my hand, the day of forever here after,

like grains of sand along the shore.

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What is my forevermore? It is the timely meeting of souls

dancing on heavens high, the road that comes together

so that in your arms I'll lie.

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What is my forevermore? The deeply seeded devotion that

dreams each night of you and waits upon the morning

to say the words "I love you."

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What is my forevermore? The longing and ache to have you

by myside,to the reigns of life which allow our love to

rule the storms of life.

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What is my forevermore? A firm foundation layered securely

with trust and coated heavily with love so that it

will never rust.

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I met lust the game a thrill, but fade like the day it does,

but when love appeared and took my heart I felt

my soul soar like two white doves.

Lilac

Each day I watch as the leaves grow and bring to the hollow lush shades of green. The seasons reveal that there is hope beyond the days of stormy weather. I find mother nature to be quite encouraging as she shares in her ever blooming gardens the mystique of life. One lesson that surfaces is the need one plant has for another. The tables of the forest shows the needs of the various plants and how they are dependent upon one another to flourish and provide for the animals that live within. The trillium carpeting the hills nourished from the rich and moist soil hidden under an array of tall and stately trees.
I understood my need to hold your hand as I felt the rain upon my face and the thunder rattle my soul as the lightening lit the sky striking fear into my being. Your smile shines down on me and thus warms my very soul and your embrace is felt like the tree embrace the mountains, strong and secure. But most of all I feel the growth of my spirit as it is surrounded by your love




The tantalizing smell of lilac in full bloom. I can get lost in the fragrant blooms of lilac as they tease the spirit into an entrapment. An invitation to the soul, one that has it falling back into our yesterdays as it documents the current moment. I literally spun around in dance, as if the hollow had summoned me to partner with spring in a celebration of a season in its full expression. Briefly I felt such glee as I became one, one with the moment, one in spirit with the hollow, one with the dreams of my heart.

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It has been five months since I made my new years resolution, " to thine own self be true. " Have I been honest with myself? My heart and soul again raised the question? Have I been honest with myself? I hadn't removed all traces of fear, nor had I gained in the stride in which I had hoped. We all at times feel the restraints from both our inner and our outer vulnerabilities. I see a few accomplishments as well as personal failures. I feel the weight of my surroundings and the anchor of my choices. I thought back to the moment when the journey took a great turn. It was a time where I had succumbed to the walls of despair both physically and spiritually. At this time it was a rapid period of growth, I had seen my own worth in the world, my value as a woman and a friend. It was a rather simplistic time without pressure, one that worked with my spirit and enhancing the soul and encouraging growth. The experience did not stop there, there was much to learn and I was learning at a rapid speed.

Moving slowly I was now at the mile marker where I first escaped, I left behind the memories that haunted me so and I walked away to feed my own personal needs. Here is where I began to explore my own emotions, some that had not surfaced till that very moment. I felt a happiness that I never had experienced before.

In time more lessons would be revealed as I moved forward and embraced friendship and love in the most unique way. From a time when "ignorance was bliss" to the struggle to stay a float to and again to a period of growth which took me to another level.

I at times feel as close as the angels to the heavens and as distant as a fish to the dessert. Turning the pages in the book of truth, what do we see? I thought about the purpose of this life and where the journey leads. It is not in the ending of a book but the path we taking getting there. Brush and thistle, Brier and rambling rose all seem to barricade the path.Forging ahead through thorn and thicket, I am aware of the struggles on the climb. The claw of the anchor digs in deeper to try and hold me back. Release his hold and set me free, allow my heart and soul to dream.

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The more I experience, the more I crave.

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The hunger is fed by knowledge.

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One lie causes the rocks to crumble for the foundation is weak.

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Because I dared to love...

... where ever you maybe!

Anywhere you go,
anything you do,
I'll be there with you,
always loving you.

In the skies of blue,
in a crowd there's only two.
Amazing what love can do,
just me and you.

Dreams were made,
to extend the day,
and bring you close to me,
through memory.





When I was a young child, I had moved so many times, I use to have focal points, that had really little to do with my life other than giving me a sense of security. One of my earliest memories was of a building that sat high on a hill and could be seen from all directions within the city limits. I thought it was beautiful, It had almost a fairytale like tower with this huge ball that was built on the roof. I found it to be fascinating and I knew if I could see it, I was okay and I was home, wherever home took me.
The other place that came to mind was the big clock on the corner of the now gone Kaufmans department store. When you needed to meet someone, all you had to say was" I'll meet ya under the clock" every one knew exactly where under the clock was.
Many times we say, I'll see ya in the clouds. Imaginery or not there a sense of comfort and warmth that comes with having a special place of your very own. Dancing on clouds, has always been my way of describing the euphoria I was feeling, the excitement for life that you gives a natural high.
I find that I still need that focal point in my life, that place that is home, where ever home maybe. I close my eyes and I see your arms outstretched waiting for me. I am home, I am home! right there in your arms, where ever we maybe, whatever we maybe doing, I feel the love and I accept it and I look to the celestial heavens and my heart races and I say yes, I am home.

Clouds

It's not difficult to live with you in the clouds,

it's difficult to come back to earth.

From My Lips

My mind is running so fast,
my body is having a hard time keeping up with it.

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Roses of wood, balsa carved
whisper in silence as the
secrets unfold.

My heart to your heart,
as story tells, a love so
strong it conquered hell.

The taste of sweetness not of
lips, the succulent juices the
soul can't resist.

Destroys the walls that distance
built with a bridge of love and
a life long kiss.

Feel me walking by your side,
hold my hand as we move the
hands of time.

A journey new as each day begins,
with a stroll through life beyond the
countless sins.

Rising high above the clouds we are
where true love can be found. Free,
and beautiful, magical and safe, we
are in the arms of Love's embrace.

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The words are not of a story, nor of love lost or found, what you see appearing, in every sky of blue and written in the hillside with the rays of sun penetrating through. This is the energy given to desire, to create a flame of passion that ignites the very hour. Feel the warmth inside you, don't deny that it exist and when you close your eyes tonight, you'll know it's from my lips.

Partner of Desire

Silence was broken by the sweet song of life,
and there upon the sand of dreams was the
massage that to my soul enticed.

A dance floor in the heavens, with the partner
of desire, exuding undeniable love that lit
the sky a fire.

Decisions

Decisions
Those nasty little choices that keep popping up through the day. Clouded in judgment over the years I found that sheltering which is portrayed as a protectiveness is quite the opposite , it does very little to promote a foundation where growth can flourish. Stagnant life becomes a mere existence , rather then a contribution of self to the world around us. I battled the years of regression as I tackle each moment in the day to gain independence of thought and allow my inner self to reach its full capacity. The long journey had planted seeds of self doubt which have rooted within .
You can imprison the body , setting limitations upon ones abilities . But you can’t hold on to the spirit within, that seeks to soar the heavens. The minds capabilities are unlimited. Finding the strength to not question what it is the heart feels and allowing freedom to overcome all obstacles.The strains of indeciveness grips when I least expect it.I find that I need stimulation and constant reminders to encourage the journey forward. Hungry for the contact that comes with reaching out beyond the perimeters set in place many years ago. I find each person I come in contact with is a lesson in life and fuel for the days ahead.
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My mind battles fiercely with my heart and soul, my heart to the wind to feel your embrace ,my soul beside you as we journey in place.

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