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your kiss is so

your kiss is so your kiss is so sweet, just like bee's honey you kiss is so bright, you make grey skies sunny your kiss is so soft, like satin or silk your kiss is so soothing, like warm mother's milk your kiss is so tender, from a heart full of care your kiss is so light, I'm floating on air your kiss is so stirring, I can hardly sit still your kiss is so female, all laces and frill your kiss is so soulful, from deep down inside, your kiss is open, nothing to hide your kiss is so luscious, like a strawberry sundae your kiss is so great, you make every day Fun Day your kiss is so fiery, my heart's all aflame your kiss is so different, never the same © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Kyrre Gjerstad via Flickr creativecommons

Christmas Day is here!

Christmas Day is here! Christmas toys assemble, little armies in strict array Christmas days tremble with memory's magic display Christmas ways resemble lost youth's joyous play Christmas snow remembers forgotten childhood days Christmas tinsel twinkles with the blinking colored lights Christmas memories sparkle in the yellow candlelight  Christmas tears sprinkle on the lonely winter nights Christmas years dwindle as they amble out of sight Christmas morn' sends Santa down the warm chimley, there Christmas morn' brings Jesus in the cold wood manger, dear Christmas morn' rings soundly, filled with festive cheer Christmas morn' sings loudly: Christmas Day is here! © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Merry Christmas Card:  By Souvenir Post Card Company, New York (eBay front back) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons Soldier Image:  Brownie in Christmas Land by Marian Jack, 1922 via open clipar
Christmas Ready Santa's elves are hardly nappin'. Their tools and toes are wildly tappin'. Somethin' great is gonna happen! Santa's checkin' both his lists. His heart is torn by naughty twists. Someone's gonna get some gifts. Santa's elves are ultra busy. Their workshop's in such a tizzy. Somethin' makes them all quite dizzy! Santa's counted all the toys. His presents set for good girls and boys. Someone's gonna be full of Christmas joys. Santa's elves keep such fast pace. Their arms and legs run like in a race. Somethin's goin' on in this place! Santa's packed his magic sleigh. His reindeer wait for the word "Away'! Someone's ready for Christmas Day! Santa's elves are fully flyin'. Their hearts and minds are truly tryin'. Somethin's comin' on the horizon! Santa's off to do his duty. His s

Christmas voices

Christmas voices Christmas spirits linger, here Quieted voices whisper, clear Forgotten memories rise, like ghosts Holiday gatherings without hosts Sleigh bells tinkle, lonely sound December's wind blows all around Jack Frost sends cold hot ice Frozen tears, sting one, twice Pine trees bare, except for garland Solitary snowfall in winter's garden 'O Tannenbaum' sung by the choir Echoes round, the lonely hour Haunting silence fills my ears Christmas past collects the tears © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long

Wow!

Wow! Wow! I found my heart again today. (I’d lost it somewhere along the way.) I'd felt no emotions in its place. (No emotions felt, no, not a trace.) I found my heart again today. (Now I sing a song, hooray!) I feel some things I felt before. (I hope some things I feel no more.) I found my heart again today. (I hope its here now to stay.) I found a girl I loved today. (I saw my heart float away.) I felt my heart skip a beat. (I danced a dance with both my feet.) I freed my heart, bound before. (I chained and linked it to pain galore.) I found my heart again today. (I hope my heart is here to stay.) I drifted up right into space. (I feel I’m in a State of Grace.) Wow! I found my heart again today. (I’d lost it somewhere along the way.) © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤
wet land the plinking, pinging of rain at night redounds the silence of memory's sight the liquid essence of cloud's release mirrors man's tears with no surcease the dripping, plopping in pools of rain gather together like puddles of pain moisture gathers in morning mist the fog of sadness's forlorn kiss dew rests softly in the morning sun brings no relief from midnight's run as water flows toward the sea a river of tears flow from me © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long