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Herrro. So I love to write, and I was pointed in this direction to share my art and look at others. :D I hope you enjoy my art, please let me know if there are other threads I should be posting to.
 

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Magic Hours. 9/5/2009

Long, deep breaths.
Every hair on her neck stands.
As if to salute her beauty.
Another smile turns to a gasp.

A giggle.
She says my name.
Like a mother, holding
Her newborn in her arms.

Time stops.
For these magic hours.
Like the voice of God
Crying out.

Love.
 

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Beautiful. :)
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Good Morning - 11/28/2009

Breath.
A familiar ceiling comes into focus.
The feeling of eyes comes across you.
She was watching you sleep.

A slight turn of your head reveals a smile.
Her parting lips utter two words.
They define this specific moment.
An almost prophetic, sweet sound.

It's almost like a sigh of relief.
As if to say, finally. It's you.
 

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The Guitarist. - 11/27/2009

His fingers glide on the strings,
Carefully placed in delicate position.
Through the muck of frustration,
Comes passion and dedication.

The instrument has become him.
A living, breathing piece of art.
An elaborate painting of his soul.
Wondrous strokes of stirring chords.

His eyes are full of love.
His hands, exude command.
His heart sings behold,
This is who I am.
 

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Ms. Lioness - 6/25/2009

Lioness. Sleek and beautiful under the bright lights.
Oh that gaze, that penetrating gaze. I can't.
I can't look away from those eyes. Those eyes.
Those lovely smoldering charcoals are cooking.
Igniting my soul into a bubbling stew. A smile?
Behind those parting lips were the pearly gates of heaven.
Each tooth etched delicately by the gods.
Lioness, only love could have conceived you.
Admiration. Exuberance. Devotion. Care. Passion.
How could such beauty take a human form?
Redefinition, rewriting the chapters of history.
Behold, I have seen beauty. Ms. Lioness.
 

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You're really good at this. More please. :happy:
 
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Waiting to Move - 10/20/2008

Afraid to make a bold decision.
Was it change? Was it commitment?
Desire fights the fear that keeps us idle.
Fear prevails, so you deal. Content with your surroundings.
Simultaneously, yearning for more than what's comfortable.
Fear of rejection. Fear of what might happen.
No way will you make yourself vulnerable.
Your comfort zone. Fortified soul and mind.
Keep your distance until the outcome is known.
By then, its too late. Your refusal to move is lost opportunity.
Fear and consequences fend off any desire,
To explore further into another's life. Concurrently,
Imaging yourself next to that particular person.
So restlessly we live, hoping, waiting to move.
 

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Kodak - 2/24/2009

I want to drown in an ocean of photographs.
The most peaceful death one can petition for.
One that everyone can witness and mourn.
Bereavement in my death to let those feel.

With a snap of the shutter, I can freeze time.
Take one glance in my time machine instantly.
Capturing one moment for an eternity.
Of music, joy, love, life more abundantly.

The magnitude of the multitude of majestic memories,
Times that knew I would need them again just to get through,
Because life is no surfin' movie or drive with the top down.
Just photographs telling the story of you.
 

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Dream Girl. - 2/21/2009

When her hand rests in mine,
Finger to finger, locked in place.
Tis but a symbol of love's embrace.
Lips mouthing a quiet, mine.

That moment when we were alone.
She was cold, although the sun shone.
The brisk air nipped at our bones.
Winter's song of gust was blown.

Her teeth chattered with her smile.
Being cheerful was always her style.
It seemed as if it were summer all the while.
Slowly we keep walking among the icy piles.

She said this moment seems so surreal.
I opened my mouth to agree, but she
Looked in my eyes as if for the last time.
With amorous eyes, she spoke in a whisper,

Wake up.
 

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You have a beautiful gift with words. Thank you for sharing!
 
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The Idealist and The Visionary - 12/2/2009

Under lines of rusty buildings.
Our seasoned chucks along the pavement.
Talk of the past, present, and future.
Confessions of a loving heart, truth.
Window shopping, staring at murals.
Beautiful silence that sounded like a symphony.
The beat moved on itself, like we were sleeping awake.
And we awoke on the edge of winter.
The world was ours to conquer.
As if they were waiting for us to take it.
 

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Watery Eyes - 12/5/2009

The soft pitter patter of rain,
Medicine flowing through my veins,
A soft voice dulls the pain,
Her head sinks into my chest.

She begins to cry.
She doesn't want me to die.
I'm drowning in her watery eyes.
Every heartbeat ends with a sigh.

A light spring rain fell on my torso.
Sobs like a hurricane hitting the shore.
I offer a smile to calm the storm.
A rainbow reflected from her eyes.
 

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Becoming One. - 12/7/2009

Light kisses trace lines down her neck,
As each kiss plants, each breath becomes deeper.
A rush of energy builds in her head and flows
Overwhelming, overflowing the depths of her soul.

She can't hold back, her sweet nectar.
Sweet honey between my fingers.
"Oh god," she purs like a lioness.
Her back curves into a perfect arch.

She springs up, and eyes me in bewilderment.
Are you kidding me?! Don't stop! She pants.
A devilish smile forms across my face.
A light touch glides on her inner thighs.

Some would consider this torture, she pants.
Give me what I want, she pleads.
In that moment, what could only be described.
Explosion. Ever inch of her body responded to me.

Her fingers drive into my back like nails.
She pulls me close, and for a split second.
I looked into her eyes and we were one.
 
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