Everyday of the year

The endless combination, soul released, heaven inspired, dreams.

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I woke up this morning feeling like I was in the middle of a James Brown song. Sings, shouts, dances in silliness around the kitchen... 

Wo! I feel good, I knew that I would now 
I feel good, I knew that I wouldn't of 
So good, so good, I got you 

Wo! I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
So nice, so nice, I got you 

When I hold you in my arms 
I know that I can do no wrong 
and when I hold you in my arms 
My love won't do you no harm 

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
So nice, so nice, I got you 

                   

 Just outside my window, the little bird stopped to sing, whistling good morning, she put a smile on me. The day bright as the sun came shining through and here is where I wake up to spend some time with you. 

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Idle the body and restless the soul

as the heart searches for your love to hold.

From the earth to the heavens, celestial sky,

from universe to universe, till the ends of time. 

 

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Man made sin, God made love.

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Etched on the heart, fused to the soul, 

forever and ever my love shall you hold. 

Capture the Moment

Limitation is the varied restraints,

consisting of fear and loneliness,

which are placed upon the soul.

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My only request is within the acceptance of my love, feel it,

know it, as you allow your heart to experience

our heaven on earth.

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One of love shall my hands write,

for the days of darkness,

have lost the fight.

When the heavens come together and our hearts meld as one, when the variables of love equal our moment in the sun, this will be the moment when love captures the dream and lays before us what few have ever seen.

One hand dealt and the cards reveal, there are many ways to play the deal. Hold them, pass them or lead them high, the challenge is to the mind. Reshuffle,through and through, same cards another view. The decisions are always ultimately mine, but the outcome belongs to time.

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...does he know?

The words I write are interpreted so, does he love me, does he know? I feel the wind, the morning brisk, I feel it as it leaves his kiss.

The morning sun of a golden glow, brightly shines, on the frosted snow. Winter battling the first of spring, who shall surface, who shall sing? To the bitter cold I say, a warmth of love blankets the day.

The words I write are interpreted so, does he love me, does he know? Love is the mountains, they reach up high, touching and embracing the blue of the sky.

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What Do I Seek? I seek to capture the moment!

When in doubt, I just hold a little tighter.... ok a lot tighter

I could script to the clouds
and send to you my love,
all my love, all my love.

I cloud beg the rivers flow,
to redirect and love bestow,
oh my love, oh my love.

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The catkins high up on the willow, reaches to the sun,
the display in preparation for a season that has not yet begun.

The woodlands not embracing, still dormant, dark and cool, await
the moment of sunlight, leary as not to be a fool.

Spring time is approaching, it is trickery indeed, but the days are
a little longer and to that my heart shall sing.


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What I know

I know my heart had never seen such beauty in the world, until you held my hand and cast your magic with a simple spell. The trees took on a color, bolder and beauty bright and to this it gave the seasons the gift of sight. I knew there was something special, my heart felt it so, as powerful as a storm under the sky of a big rainbow. The magic undeniable, took the miles and made them disappears and from mountain to mountain a bridge of life appeared.

I know my heart had never felt what is unconditional to many, until I felt the pang of love deep within my heart, so much so, the friction, ignited the moment, a self defined spark. The flame was uncontrollable, wild it grew and grew, taking over the mountains, it left nothing but desire, so warm and wonderful it gave meaning to the hour.

I know my heart knew know such words, until the soul set free, unlocking the love and welcoming the dreams. There was song in the morning and music in the night and to that an accompaniment of song birds in flight. Whispers of love directed to the heart, sometimes warm and wonderful, occassionally confusing as can be, and other times I understand, that they were only meant for me.

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A Celebration of Love!

Spring,

a season of extremes,

one with renewal,

as the curtain is dropped,

the canvas reveals,

with hope and time,

the heart will heal.



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In the kaleidoscope of change, is the reality of what is,

as it toys with the possibilities of tomorrow.

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My imagination gone wild or my dreams set free,

the images of love, is what the heart can see.

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I sometimes fall victim to my own desire...

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... 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.

365 days ...

If you didn't think it possible, thought time had won, believed the distance was hardened in the rays of the sun. . The words indelible are written from the soul, scripted upon the heavens a legacy treasured more than gold. The mountains kept the secrets, the wind let it all blow free, the story of love and how wonderful it can be. I smiled inside and everyone could see, cause no one can hide the magic of life's most beautiful dream.
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Love so sweet

Oh my love, feel the magic of me, it moves the spirit to the sea as my feet sink in the sand and the waves rush to kiss the land. The stars never shined so bright, more and more as darkness blankets the night. Gathering all that's meant to be, it placed your arms gently around me. Love is wonderful indeed, in a song, or a dance of make believe. The world can stare in disbelief but you and I have tasted love so sweet.

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Breathe, breathe deep and infuse your soul with love.

he darkness mesmerized was I. Gazing to the heavens high, I could

xox

Sings>Over the hills of Pennsylvania, Greene, driving without a destination, just following the stream. The road just circled back and I'm where I first began, looking for the pieces to fill the emptiness. I searched in every pasture, I looked on mountain high, I even checked the clouds in the blue of the sky. My love I gave, with you my friend resides, as you hold my heart till all rivers run dry.

The road a bit hazy as my mind drifts away, I could feel my own body, though my soul is with you to stay. Torn between the open highway and the little back roads, just traveling without direction, wondering which way to go. The sun was setting, its rays now barely seen, and the sky gray, blankets over everything. The stream meets the river and a few boats a float I see,as their motors broke the silence of my daydream.

Slow Dance

Just a little closer, pull me near
and I'll dance with you anywhere.
High up in the clouds, on a busy street,
we'll dance to the rhythm of our own
heart beat.

A little to the left and a little to the right,
a little closer as we're bonded for life.
The rooster out back, ducks down by
the stream all began to fade,
as you danced with me.

A dance floor provided not of marble
is it made, but we dance upon it all night
and day. The Pussy willow budded
documents the day as I sing of love
in a special way.

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I am exhausted from all the dancing,

I now rest in your arms.