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Marriage Of The Souls

Marriage Of The Souls

Marriage is the joining of two, into one;
male and female physically united;
returning to when reality had begun;
by conflict, they’d been divided.

Life was created as an image of God;
both male and female, begun;
two unique, separate, peas in a pod;
melded

Driftwood

Driftwood

I am driftwood on the river of life;
floating on the waves of reality;
my thoughts exist in a different place;
the function of life’s duality.

I am who I am; and what I’ll become;
destiny determines the flow;
where I go and what I’ll have

A Valentine Gift

A Valentine Gift

I lapsed into sleep; though still awake;
and reality’s being, hastily flashed on;
totally confused by reality’s mistake;
it seemed I had entered a new dawn.

I found myself in another place;
not quite realizing where I was;
somewhere, within thought’s space;
I had

The Essence Of A Kiss

The Essence Of A Kiss

There is something special about a kiss;
our vision is almost never employed;
bringing an energy that none can dismiss;
a form of love, enjoyed.

What is it about touching lips with another;
that makes us feel weak inside?
The kiss transforms a friend to

Overweight

Overweight

I’m far too heavy; I’m fat; overweight;
all such thoughts bring on my fear;
of this simple fact, there is no debate;
I found it all out in my mirror.

The picture I saw, wasn’t at all pleasing;
nothing at all, pretty to see;
but, as

That Was Another Time

That Was Another Time

I recall from memory, a most different time;
when most were cordial and polite;
such time has evolved into a dimension, sublime;
as different, as day is to night.

Even then, there were those, deceitful and cruel;
but most, reacted like families, together;
the nearby neighbor,

Taste Buds

Taste Buds

We’re aware of many of life’s perplexities;
including hearing, sight, and touch;
but, there seems no end to its complexities;
and we all love to taste, very much.

If life became, as a kingdom of thought;
how could we taste with our mind;
and yet, in

On The Wings Of Love

On The Wings Of Love

I heard the voice of the woodpecker peck;
my friend Woody, had come visiting;
loudly knocking on the floor of my deck;
somehow, he knew I’d be listening.

You might suspect he came out of greed;
but, he came out of love, instead;
this

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