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I am often asked why I send poems I have written. First and foremost it is because I like for my friends to know that I have thought of them and taken the time to send something when I can. Secondly, I found out that some of the picture comments contain viruses and can infect the computer that they are sent to,so this narrowed the options. I decided to send the poems because so many men seem to have forgotten that you need to speak to a lady's heart in soft wooing tones as well. That comments like"You're Hot" need to be expressed in a more gentlemanly fashion. It seems that society is reverting back to a more crass time and that we have forgotten even how to compliment each other, let alone seduce another; reducing"making love" to the animal act of"having sex". It is my hope that poetry will bring a smile to the receipiant and make other re-evaluate thier outlook and actions toward women. I feel that if men forget to pay basic respect and sensuality during a compliment, how long before they stop showing it in any form? I tend to write most of my poetry to try to get people to think about life or to learn to appreciate what they do have in life and hope that it will help people through hard times. Lastly, it is my hope that people will see that you are receiving a comment so often from one person and think about how often they do or do not do the same.

Here is the poem I wrote for today, it is a happy poem, but in a somber way.I was there to hear the choir of angels singas you cast off the promises of a single lifewatched as many a possibility took to wingas you made a solemn vow to be my loving wife.I am so aware of all that you could have been,of how great must have been your true destiny,of the places you could have gone and seen,and that you gave it all up just to be with me.All of this you gladly did to be my loving brideand all that I can say are these words so true"Forever I want you to remain here by my sidefor I shall always be so much in love with you."So let us face the uncertain future joined as oneand know that we shall always have each otherto rely on even when our lives are at last doneand that I will love you and never want another.

Here is the poem of the day, I wrote it for those who love but are afraid to admit it.Why is it that you feel you have to lie to me?The truth is plain enough for the world to see,it is easy to see in your eyes and in you smile,and yes,I have known the truth for quite a while.So why is it that you will not just admit it is true,for I know that you love me as much as I love you.Is it because you do not think that this can last,or the result of some player you knew in the past?Did one that you loved run away when he first heardyou in a moment of truth or passion say that word,and now you fear that I will react in the same way?The truth is it's the one word that will make me stay.I wish you could see that you have nothing to fear,that I will always love you and want to be right hereregardless of rather or not you admit it the truth to me,as long as in your actions and in your eyes it I can see.What a wonderful thing to hear it and know it's true,when you trust me enough to finally say"I love you."

A short poem about memories that I wrote for today.Here in my mind I can still feel your burning touch,a wonderful sensation that seems almost too much.My memory races and brings back your lilting voice,filling my head and taking away my freedom of choice.The aromatic perfume of your essence fills my sensessending small shivers through my body as it tenses.I can feel it all so very real as if you were still right here,even though you left and have been gone well over a year.Love's precious memories haunt my tortured heart still,as if born anew and I begin to think that they always will.

Here is the poem I wrote for today while talking to somebody that said they have never"used" another person.We all use others, but do not have to do it in a bad way, symbiosis is the goal.When I tell you that I will love you eternallyCan't you tell I do not want you to belong to me,but rather need you to be the most important partof my very being, I have given you my heart.How could I ever live without you here in my lifefor you are my true motivation in times of strife.There are very many ways that you I will use,for guidance, inspiration, and as my beautiful muse;to help me become a better person through the daysand making my life happier in so many ways.I can only hope that I can do the same for youand together we can make all life's dreams come true.So take my hand now and let us join our lives as oneand keep a vow to be that way until life is done.Then as we pass from this life into eternitywe will then face it as one forever, you and me.

A sad poem for today, I wrote it after spending a couple of hours talking to a guy who planned suicide because of the emotional abuse his wife was delving out to him.I walked out into the dark, well before the dawn,a thick and heavy frost lay upon the green lawn.Hands snug in my pockets I pulled the jacket tightand wiggled up against a tree until it felt just right,A chill ran through me as I sat on the cold ground,distracting my thoughts as I began to look around.I could smell the smoke from the woodstove fireand make out it's billows as heat carries it higher,I can hear the first rustlings of life in this new day.A robin awoke overhead and quickly flew awayas the first bright rays of the warm sun did appear,soon to melt that chilling frost that covered all here.I have made the coffee and left on, as I always doand there are fresh made biscuit waiting for you.What a good day this will be for you without meyou can get the life that you described, you see.As I watch the wondrous show put on by the sunI find the strength to pull the trigger on the gun.

Come to me and let me wrap you in my armsas you easily seduce me with your charms.Place your hand gently here in mine, my dearand let me hold your wondrous body near.I can feel the rate of my heartbeat increaseand feel a spark like amber rubbed on fleece.Your rapid breathing warms my neck and earand your excitement I can feel and also hear.Each of us will adjust and for the other giveas we mimic the life we wish to together live.My body will respond as yours does to mineas we create this moment so true and fine.Our bodies move in perfect unison as onemaking me fear it will be way too soon done.I could stay lost in this moment evermoreas we smoothly glide across the ballroom floor.

There are those in this life that seem to have it all,they are good looking, rich beyond belief,and tall.Fly around in private jets to anywhere they wishand dine in the fanciest places on a neuvo dish.There are others whose life is not quite as good,they do not live in a private gated neighborhood,but still they have a life that better than somethey have money saved for what might come, jacuzzi and buy a new car every other year,about the future they really do not have fear.Still they want what the others have and flaunttheir dreams and judgment it seems to haunt.Me, I work and work and hardly have a thingbut each day I love life and my heart can sing.There are some that will try to take even thatnot thinking of others,being selfish like a bratbut most of them all have far more than me.I definitely don't have all that money of theirsnor the worry about plotting friends and heirs.I may have no expensive house or luxury carbut I will always know who my true friends are.So I will accept the not having all those thingsand will face this life and what ever it bringsI am a poor man who has a much better lifewith a great friends and a loving faithful wife.

It is a short poem that I have written for today, but I hope that you like it.I would spend the day with you if I only had one to livemy last precious moments to you I would so gladly give.Each and every day I think the same when I do wakeand cherish them all in case my life that day does take.Our time apart is the price that surviving demands of me,I want you to know that I do it all gladly to be with thee.I shall die and even my bones shall turn to dust it is truebut always there will be part of me, it is my love for you.

I have gone all around this world so diverse and vastfinally I came home to rest my weary bones at last.I have had the privilege to dine in halls with kings,seen treasures of gold and jewels, so many things.The long of expanses of grass blowing in the windso beautiful and vast that they seem to never end.Climbed mountains higher than eagles dare to go,and been beneath the ocean, you should know.I have seen such wonderful things this is so truebut none of them could prepare me for meeting you.Your beauty so exquisite that takes one by surprisecompassion and wisdom behind your lovely eyes.For such a combination one could search for lifeand it still stuns me every day that you are my wife.

I wrote this poem about a lovely lady who rightfully shields herself from letting people get too close to keep from getting hurt, but walls can keep out the good as well as the bad.The windows into the soul some say are the eyesin yours I see a lady that is both hurting and wise.A reflection of the world and what in it is so good,a tapestry not of how life goes, but how it should.Deep and placid waters that flow smoothly on topwondering of what lies below seems to never stop.That everyone knows that you are beautiful is true,but I also know there is so very much more to you.I know of your kindness and your compassion too,you have dedication and the brains to get through,all this is easy to know from the talks we have had,during each I have seen good and not a bit of bad.But I also know there is more that I want to knowI am willing to wait until you are ready though.

The shadows of loneliness block out the rays of hopechilling the aching heart and sets it on a slippery slope.A spiraling decent into the anguish of a pure hellish lifethat will leave no room for anything but pain and strife.One must suffer through and continue on for others,for the children and to relieve the worries of mothers.It takes it out of a person to carry on each long daywhen pressures of being alone on them does weigh.A loving heart broken by a heart that was not there,it was cast aside without any concern or any care.If just one person would forget looks and rise above,they could relieve the suffering with just a little love.

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I wrote this one after talking with a guy who was trying to get up enough courage to propose.The silence can be more than deafening it seemswaiting for a response from the one of your dreams.Often nothing says more than saying nothing at allwhen your world stands on the abyss about to fall.Your imagination runs wild and horrors in your mindsearch as hard as you may no comfort can you find,feeling in your heart the worst is definitely on it's way,waiting there unable to breathe for what you have to say.The question has been asked and the proposal madeoptions and responses are considered and weighedbut surely if like you say, your love for me was truewould so much thought still then be required of you?