What is in an age?
Mature, charming, attraction.
Age to me, makes no difference,
It is what the heart becomes inside.
You can be younger, same, or older,
you are always charming and beautiful in thine eyes.
It is what makes you, yourself,
reguardless of the age you are.
Mature is knowledge,
telling you right from wrong.
Doing things right to others,
will bring out the true person you are.
You are an attraction to me,
whether you are younger, same, or older.
Some people say they are younger or older than they are,
be proud of your age, for you may never live it again.
No matter how hold you are, it is what makes you, that is you.
And this is one of the reasons that I love you.
Vic's Poetry Place
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Forever Changing Sky
The sky is like his feelings of the mind,
it never stays the same for what I find.
When the sky is blue and full of light,
he is happy and full of excite.
When the sky is cloudy and fair,
he is sad of pain and dispair.
When the sky is a moonlit starry night,
he is romantic and full of charms at my sight.
When the sky becomes dark and full of bolts,
he has anger and wants to revolt.
Then when the sky settles back to blue,
his feelings becomes calm and all so new.
He is the forever changing sky,his feelings, I love and care wherever it lie.
it never stays the same for what I find.
When the sky is blue and full of light,
he is happy and full of excite.
When the sky is cloudy and fair,
he is sad of pain and dispair.
When the sky is a moonlit starry night,
he is romantic and full of charms at my sight.
When the sky becomes dark and full of bolts,
he has anger and wants to revolt.
Then when the sky settles back to blue,
his feelings becomes calm and all so new.
He is the forever changing sky,his feelings, I love and care wherever it lie.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
My Arabian Knight
He is a man with strength and charm.
He will not give me no harm.
He fights his battles with dignity and rage.
He appears in my dreams at a tender stage.
His body shines like an array of silver and gold.
His hands are of mighty, that I must hold.
His face powers the forever heart,
His grace and charms is a form of art.
He stands with power and might.
His charisma and wisdom locks in my sight.
His inside is of pure love and tender.
He embraces me in my thoughts with splender.
Who is this knight I hold?
My man, my lover, forever my heart unfold.
Friday, July 20, 2012
The River
Twisting, winding, the water flows through.
The blood in his viens with life all new.
From the streams and creeks the water go
His strength, wisdom, and charms he likes to show.
Raging rapids, down the rocks, with streaming force.
He protects his mate with love that he enforce.
The river fills the land to water their seed.
His heart is vibrant in blood which it need.
Waves comes in strength to the sandy line shore.
His dark eyes are radient for which I adore.
Beauty shows its serinity in this river of great length.
He is masculine with arabian hands of power and strength.
Which is this river that you must know.
My man, my life, my world, let my feelings show.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
The Trail
The trail is an endless road of life.
Winding and twisting.
Branching out into new horizons.
Everyday, a new look
An adventure in life
Mysterious shadows of where they may lead.
Trees and shrubs fills the gated way,
Filling me with harmoney
Peace with calm and tender.
Birds sing above me while I walk,
Singing of joy and happiness
That fills my heart.
Flowers bloom along the way,
Filling my mind
With soft scents of pleasure and joy.
Which way may this trail lead?
To success and hope
to fill our desiring need.
Duke, Through Thine Eyes
Dashing
He is an Adonis with full handsomeness and full of spirit.
Stands like a man in chisseling armour.
Bold and strong full of strength, both inside and outside.
His body glistens in the sunlight that shines throughout.
He has tenderness inside him with a delicate charm
Unique
He stands out as a caring and compassionate person that has an abundance
He has feelings that can trigger the sensitivity love of the heart
His caring brings a flow of love that stems above the trees.
He is a man of many traits that out numbers all other.
His inner self is a muse to thine eyes, heart, and soul.
King
His spirit is filled with a ruling charm that brings out good things in life.
He is protector and is strong that nothing can overcome him.
His voice has power of abundance and yet knows when to be gentle with cherishable charms.
He has an inner side that is full of galant and supreme.
He is the master of shields that has strength, wisdom, and charisma.
Explorer
He is a learner looking for new ideas and all the good things around him.
He ventures to new places to enjoy, relax, and create new memories.
He is a man of many new traits who broadens expanding horizons.
He creates new goals in life while including his loving companion around him.
He is a teacher, teaching new positive things in life through his heart and soul.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Midsummer Romance
On a moonlit starry night,
we feel the calm of the wind.
We sit together in the field,
to see what our love will send.
We talk of our future,
and what our dreams will bring.
The music flows through our ears,
while the crickets softly sing.
We go inside to a candlelit room,
with soft music in the distance.
We dine at the table,
savouring or meal of romance.
We hold each other
caressing our skin so tender.
We share each other a kiss,
that turns our hearts to splendor.
The air is filled
with the scent of a rose.
Like the fruit from the tree,
we taste the love that arose.
We cuddle together,
me smelling your soft scent.
Looking into your eyes,
night dark with starry tint.
Through my body,
I feel the love.
Like a bird in flight,
I am like the dove.
We then lay down,
our hearts become one.
With you by my side,
our love shines like the sun.
When morning breaks,
we give a hug and a kiss to each other.
For our midsummer romance,
will go on forever.
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