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In Dreams of You

Poem by Wildflower

In dreams of you.
I am sitting on a quiet beach.
Digging my toes into the warm sand.

Night falls, the ocean is shrouded
in a mist.
The waves softly batter against
the seashore.

The moonlight softly illuminates
the beauty of the ocean.

I look out into the waves.
I see your face.
You beckon me to come,
to laugh and love.

We laugh, we dance amidst
the wisps of seafoam.
Whispers of our love are
carried off on the wind.

I awaken another day begins.
A day I will spend in silent torment.

Longing for the night.
For it is in the night
that I live. In dreams of you.


Night Thoughts
Poem by Karen Barr
Last night I awoke to darkness,
And as I lay in my bed
I wondered if you were
Doing the same as I.
I could hear your voice in my head,
Calm and soothing,
Could you hear my reply?

Our souls are connected.
There is no distance between us.
We talk without speaking.
We love without touching.
We are one.


I never imagined
that this could happen to me...
How could I care so much about one person?
They say that love changes people...
And it's true.
You will never know how much
you have changed me.
Maybe that's why I admire you...

Somehow you have managed to
overlook my weak points,
Things which others have always seen.
You have given me confidence,
kindness, and patience
Maybe that's why I want to be with you...

You will never know what an incredible
person you are...
You are everything I will ever want...
Need...
And care for...
For the rest of my life.

I love you.

Poem by Poem by Shelby Kennedy


Love Like A Breeze
Poem by Michelle Culbreth

The warm breeze invites me to think of you...
I can imagine your caress on my cheek
or your warm breath upon my neck -
I can close my eyes and imagine you
are here beside me...

The warm breeze makes me miss you, want you.
I'll tilt my head and let it play its teasing game
until you and I can be together again.



I Have Met An Angel
Poem by Sebastian Issawi

I have met an angel,
She's been grounded from the sky,
I hold her in my arms,
I will never know why

I have met an angel,
All the shades of white,
Bringing out her beauty,
She's ready to take flight

I have met an angel,
She's right here beside me,
Wrapped warmly in my arms,
Could she be able to see

I have met an angel,
I love her with all my heart,
Now that we are together,
I never want to part


Questioning Heart
~Copyright ©2000 Linda Nangle~
Why do I feel so down today? I wish I knew
Why do the tears feel like flowing, and why do I feel so blue?
What is it that alludes me,and will I ever see?
The answers to these questions, that continue to evade me.

Why do I ache so for your touch? Why do I miss you so very much?
Each day is filled with memories, dreams, wishes and such.
Could you be my answer to what makes my life whole?
Or are you just another angel...who was sent to sooothe my soul?

Why did he send you? What was his design?
Was I meant to be here in your life, or are you here to be in mine?
What was the need he saw? Were they yours, or are they mine?

I know my mind is questioning, my hearts new rhythm within me that you stir.
Why do I feel that this is something we both so very much deserve?
Do you have my answers? And will I know? Will you?
I wish I knew........do you?

The purpose of love is to find a partner
we can grow with, through the barriers
that keep love at bay, to the center
of the universe that exists inside all
of us. Getting past the barriers,
those walls that surround our hearts,
means hanging around long enough
to get a look at what they are.

Marianne Williamson, A Woman's Worth


Angel In My Pocket

Author Unknown

I am a tiny angel
I'm smaller than your thumb:

I live in people pockets
That's where I have my fun.

I don't suppose you've seen me,
I'm too tiny to detect:

Though I'm with you all the time,
I doubt we've ever met.

Before I was an Angel...
I was a fairy in a flower:

God, Himself, hand-picked me,
And gave me Angel power.

Now God has many Angels
That He trains in Angel pools:

We become His eyes, and ears, and hands
We become His special tools.

And because God is so busy,
With way too much to do;

He said that my assignment
Is to keep close watch on

When He tucked me in your Pocket
He blessed you with Angel care;

Then told me to never leave you,
And I vowed always to be there.


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