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POETRY 1
 



THOUGHTS


LONG DAYS
    LONELY NIGHTS

EVERYTHING WRONG
    NOTHING RIGHT

DARK THOUGHTS
    AFRAID AND ALONE

A BREAKING HEART
    THAT WHISPERS AND MOANS

NO MORE LAUGHTER
    ONLY TEARS

DYING DREAMS
    BUT...NO ONE HEARS...

RED WITCH


~Stolen Moments~

Stolen moments of your time are all you have to give,
For you are claimed by another and must your own life live.
The knowing glances that we share, the tender smiles that say you care,
Remembering our love forbidden, the longing for our passion hidden.
A teasing word, a brushing touch, our eyes locked across the room.
How did it start,where will it end, can it continue to bloom ?
Passionate kisses, the longing embrace, your gentle touch upon my face,
The look in your eyes, unknowingly wise, all quicken my heart to an unbelievable pace !
Our hours seem like minutes, our time goes by fast
The minutes pass like seconds as we try to make them last.
The sound of your voice puts me at ease,
It fills me with love and weakens my knees.
I lie to myself and say,” It's all I need.”
I whisper to my heart, "Be careful, take heed!"
Stolen moments of your time to me you give
Because another life you must live.

ROGUE

A Prince


Feeling lonely and hurting deep inside,
I got down on my knees and cried.
Dreaming of a prince kind and true,
I never expected to run into you

Prince, what do you think of me?
Look into my eyes, what do you see?
A heart burning for your touch,
Oh I need you, Oh so much.
BRAVEHEART


Because I Love You

The pleasure that I find
when you take me in your arms
and hold my naked body close
as we become one
can not be described with words
for there are none

You say this is what the attraction is...
like a junkie needing the next fix
and you are right....only
theres so much more

Theres sitting across the table from you
watching you enjoy your dinner...
green leaf salad with purple onions and
mushrooms and black olives and bleu cheese,
and grilled salmon
or
a messy, sloppy, lotsa gravy roast beef po-boy
with a dill pickle
it makes no difference as long as its you across the table

Theres the way the corners of your eyes crinkle when you really laugh
the very distinctive sound of your voice
the familiar gestures that only I see
the way your glasses sit on your nose
and the look of mischief in your eye

The way you carefully tend your plants
and the poetry you write
your unfinished paintings
the special love you have for your girls
and the way your hand holds mine

The dancing in the kitchen on Saturday night
with a wine glass in one hand
and a wooden spoon in the other
watching your face as you sleep in the early morning light
the way you walk...so sure of yourself

The list goes on and on
The love continues to flow
Theres so very much more
Just wanted you to know
RED WITCH




Fallen Glory

 "Fallen from the skies above.
Fallen for a sinful love.
How can a kiss be such a sin?
Her old life is over, so her new must begin.
Her lips of blood, her tearstained face,
badges of her fall from grace.
She once was a beauty of sensual powers,
now she sits alone, counting the hours.
She made a mistake for which she must pay,
she feels sorrow, remorse, regret, every second, every day.
Her purity she willingly sold,
her wings of this tale told;
blacker than pitch, blacker than sin,
all because of the love she was in.
Close your eyes and lend yourself to her story.
Listen to her weep of
Fallen Glory."
- Raven Fallenfyre -




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