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Welcome everyone to the Simple Sunday picture challenge! I hope you find something in this image to muse off of for poetic purposes!
As I embrace your head against my chest
Knowig it is for you to rest
The time has come for you to leave being at your best
Memories of you will always be within my chest
Looking back my heart felt blessed
I would keep you here forever but, it was you that made this request
To end it now let all past be without feeling you were taking a test
I still have to wonder about these pearls where they come from you never confessed
CLOSENESS
~
The closest thing to me heart
And its not my heart beat
That I feel
Its your that I hear
Ponudin right here next to mine
The sweet moments that we so share
As I hold you close to me
I can even feel you breathe so at ease
Moon light flicker
A cross the ski I see
Stars shinnin ever so brightly in the night
As we lay crested in each others arms and it feels so right
~
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————————- © January 19 , 2o13
REVOLUTION
Senorita Bonavita,
whose first name all knew as Rita,
met her beau on the veranda;
snuggled him like a pet panda.
While he with rosy cheeked abandon
responded to her eager handling,
she pressed his head against her chest
and loved him north, south, east and west.
The prince, on sharing such affection,
fixed upon a new direction.
Thus did a kingdom benefit
from just two hearts by Cupid hit.
Copyright January 19th 2013
Have you ever wanted to cry
To let out all feeling locked up inside
I experience this everyday
Not knowing who I can trust
Who I can turn to in times of need
letting you know my shoulder are here.
~
I may not know the answers,
to the problems you are facing.
I may not understand fully,
the thoughts that are escaping.
I may not be able to,
grasp what is wrong.
But one thing is for certain,
I will be your shoulder to cry on.
~
If you ever need someone to listen
to all the pain you feel.
To listen to everything,
that you thought to conceal.
So please keep this in mind,
I will be your shoulder to cry on.
IF ONLY . . . .
If only I could wipe away
each tear that you might cry;
if only I could calm every fear
and ease what troubles your mind.
So much I wish that I could do
to make things easier,
to make things right.
If only . . . .
But hear me and believe
when I say to you,
and hold you in my arms,
I give you all I have
and whatever I can,
a shoulder to lean on,
an ear that listens well;
my heart and my hands
and a calming touch
as I hold you close,
right next to my heart,
sharing peace with you
whenever you need it
and however I can.
(c) barbara kausteklis 1-20-13