love

Wait

Who are we to presume to understand
To know the meaning of truth?

Is it absolute?
We can never presume to know or even strive
to grasp the magnitude of how life works.
I do know though that we must put the need
of those we love above our own desires, cut off
that which makes us fall. I Know, if we go above
and beyond, then pull out to soon, we will lose
what is beautiful and meant for good.

If we presume to understand the mystery of
what we speak not conceding that we do not see
a final painting until the cover is pulled back,
then we have been fooled.

Wait – in anticipation in Joy or agony –
but life is a waiting game…nothing less.

IW

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You, Only You

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Poems To Treasure

You still me,
You remind me to breathe,
You are my peace.

You console me,
You wipe away my tears,
You are my calm.

You infuriate me,
You make my anger love,
You are my fire.

You stroke me,
You ignite me with your touch,
You are my desire.

You tease me,
You make me laugh and cry,
You are my everything.

You lift me,
You make me thankful,
You are my world.

You love me,
You make me love you too,
You are my soul, my life, my love.

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