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Thank you dear friend,
For believing in me.
It's a blessing from God,
That I now see.
You helped me before,
More than you know,
So now this venture,
And on with the show.

Twilight deepens, as the Sun recedes,
Casting shadows, from trees and weeds.
Shadow that deepen, into black,
As colors fade away, too soon
And can't be seen
in the descending gloom.

Dear God, in Heaven,
before I meet my demise
is it asking too much
to see another sunrise?

I hear sounds of dogs at bay,
as we lie on the meadow floor.
A forbidden adventure is in play
as I keep asking for more.
More of the love, that we had.
It was all very good.
There was nothing bad.
So, why have we parted this way?
Was it something I said,
that turned you away?
Please tell me; oh tell me so,
for my Soul is now hollow
with no place to go.

Talks of dragons and mystical things;
Stories about The Lord of the Rings.
Tales of Rocket ships to the stars;
Hearing about excursions to Venus and Mars.
All stories, with imaginations gone wild,
Came from the mind of a young child.

Who am I, to you?
Who are you, to me?
I'm sure there's an answer,
Somewhere inside of thee.

The flashing, moonlit arrows
reflect across the calm waters,
in the early morning hours
of a false dawn

Words in my head,
words that I hear.
Write them down quickly
or they disappear.
Words with true meaning,
words that are false,
but they are leaning
to being something else.
Words that feed me.
Words that I see.
Thank God for
delivering them to me.
Words by themselves
have a lot to say.
For me it's simple
they brighten my day
I will keep writing,
as long as I can,
for after all
I'm a word driven man.

The sound of wind, in the trees,
Rushes through the window screens.
The front moves in with much noise,
It even pulls the window blinds.
No rain is seen or heard,
As the temperature has dropped lower.
A coolness in the Summer air,
Should bring some relief tonight,
So we can sleep the sleep
That dreamers do. Will you?

Water roaring down the bed,
between the moss covered rocks.
Icy cold, glacier fed,
milky color in early Spring,
pooling in eddies, pushing deep,
rushing water sounds do sing.

The soft caress. The lovely clothes,
Brings back the memories, once again.
No reveries, no lustful thoughts,
For those no longer matter to me.
Just be near me, when you can
And I will always be the one
To wrap you in my arms,
keeping your body warm
And protect you from the World's ills.
I love you, my darling dear.
Please hang on for all your worth,
As I will stay here by your side,
Until that time when life ends.

I have discovered something, new to me
that while the best things in life are free.
The honest reality of living on this day
is the understanding, that we all must pay,
for the convenience to stay dry and warm,
from the earliest day, when we were born.