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tryst i move through moonlit mist and i have kept our sacred tryst and I have kissed your ruby lips i gaze into your glowing eyes and i have seen the bless'd prize and I have felt supreme surprise. i hold you close, my only dear and i have clung to your body, near and i have held you breathless, here. i touch your smooth, velvety skin and i have traced each line, again and i have heard your sighs, within. i feel your surging heart tonight, and i have loved you, oh-so-tight, and i know our love is right. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By Ivan Kramskoi (1880) via Wikimedia Commons

Maternal Affection Edward Hodges Baily ~ 1837 Mother Mother's pain in giving birth, shows the cost of nurture's worth. Mother molds the little life, shows how to handle strife. Mother's heart is full of hope, shows her child how to cope. Mother's life is full of care, shows her child how to share. Mother's joy to raise a child, shows the pleasure in her smile. Mother's power to model strength, shows a tower in life's length. Mothers build a comfort nest, shows the place to find life's rest. Mothers knows the right and true, shows the child to carry through. Mothers model many roles, shows how to conquer goals. Mother's words fill child's heart, shows the courage to live apart. Mother lives her life for others, thank the Lord who sent us mothers. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  Ayesha Azhar CC-BY-SA-2.0-uk via Wikimedia Commons

Father Father full of love for son, shows him how life is won. Father shapes his lump of clay, shows him how to work and play. Father loves words and books, shows him his reading nook. Father spends time with son, shows him life from sun to sun. Father sleeps sound at night, shows him peace from living right. Father tells of wounds of heart, shows him how to heal each part. Father shares faith in God, shows him where saints have trod. Father shares when he's failed, shows him how victory's scaled. Father points to open road, shows him how the road is strode. Father opens wide the world. shows him how life's unfurled. Father loves the son's mother, shows her honor above all others. Father blesses his son, shows him how to bless each one. Father fades from all his days, shows him how to live his ways. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By clarita

Uplove Her willowy frame, sparks a flame. Her satin lips, inspires a kiss. Her tender heart, renews each part. Her velvet touch, is, oh, so much. Her sweet kiss is a rare love potion. She stole my heart, from the start. She melts my soul, makes me whole. She drowns me in her romance ocean. She intoxicates me with her bold beauty. She mesmerizes me with her soulful eyes. My world revolves around her sun. My days with her are filled with fun. My nights are full of heaven's passion. My paths lead to her each day. My life is hers and hers is mine. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By SDRandC

one wonders Through  the  lonesome  days and lonely ways one wanders and one wonders. How can one be so alone? How can one be so thrown? Friendship fails and loss prevails and wounds assail one's heart. Friends have come and friends have gone, ne'er the twain shall meet. Friends who are sometimes friends are  always friends no more. Friends with masks and two-faces ask with tongues forked and fingers crossed behind their backs for friendship, but do not know the meaning. The solitary times with no rhythm or rhymes lead to heart less, solo crimes. Eremetic lives lived under grey skies soon despise companion's ties. So as one wanders and one wonders, alone, can hope abide where tears were cried and emptiness has resided? How can one be turned around from friendless rounds to friend filled towns, one wanders and one wonders? © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Adapted image:  By jdurham

envision A flower's life is beatific beauty, colors show glimmering glory. A flower does its delightful duty, revealing nature's shimmering story. A summer's life is fertile green ripeness shows sunlight power. A summer does its nature scene revealing nature's fruitful hour. A stream's life is crystal clear, water shows serenity slowing. A stream does its aqua sphere, revealing water's simple flowing. A dream's life is memory trance, images show ethereal tales. A dream does its ephemeral dance. revealing secret's beyond the veil. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Nicholas A. Tonelli from Pennsylvania, USA, Pool Wildlife Sanctuary 4, CC-BY-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Empty Heart This hollow hall, has seen them all. Some took a seat along the wall. The lines of chairs were ready then, some came and were gone again. One by one, in they came, row by row, none the same. Some brought love, many were friends. Some swore friendship until the end. Seats were worn by many stays, many promised to mend their ways. On some places lies were spoken, in other spaces, bonds were broken. Many have come, few have stayed. All the games have been played. Some have left a token on each seat, some leave memories, bittersweet. So, many chairs are empty here, row by row, now, few are here. This hollow hall, has seen them all, seats were taken by big and small. Men and women have left their mark, the lights unlit, now cold and dark. Footsteps echo against the walls, silence reigns, no more footfalls. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Joe Mabel - Everett Floral Hall Interior CC-BY-SA-3.0, ...