Inside My Imagination

Jun 07

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Summer
The sun does rise in the early hour, Like an incandescent flower, Greeting the land with Summer’s smile, Shining eagerly all the while. Luxurious warmth all season long, Children humming the ice cream song, Happiness bursting through the seams, Lovers lost in lovers’ dreams. Beaches are filled with cheerful faces, Laughter heard in many places, Moments to share with family and friend, Joyous days avoiding an end.

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Summer

The sun does rise in the early hour,
Like an incandescent flower,
Greeting the land with Summer’s smile,
Shining eagerly all the while.

Luxurious warmth all season long,
Children humming the ice cream song,
Happiness bursting through the seams,
Lovers lost in lovers’ dreams.

Beaches are filled with cheerful faces,
Laughter heard in many places,
Moments to share with family and friend,
Joyous days avoiding an end.

May 13

...it still hurts. -

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Sometimes it feels like nothing, as though you never existed. Others, it comes in constant waves, each one more painful than the last. Is it possible to actually feel your heart breaking? Almost as if the muscle itself is tearing apart inside your chest? For me, it begins with breathlessness;…

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The Lovers
An instant connection leaving them breathless, Passion so intense its almost senseless. A warmth of feelings thought forgotten, Burning desires each other will soften. Life and beauty found in every place, Perfectly entwined with every embrace. Unbreakable vows will surround, The blissful happiness they have found. Clarity sought in each others gaze, Lost in each other for a number of days. A mutual peace without doubt or fear, Serene and humble for many a year.

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The Lovers

An instant connection leaving them breathless,
Passion so intense its almost senseless.
A warmth of feelings thought forgotten,
Burning desires each other will soften.
Life and beauty found in every place,
Perfectly entwined with every embrace.
Unbreakable vows will surround,
The blissful happiness they have found.
Clarity sought in each others gaze,
Lost in each other for a number of days.
A mutual peace without doubt or fear,
Serene and humble for many a year.

Mar 05

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The Moment I Knew
The night you kissed me so passionately, The whole world seemed to melt away. You looked at me with hungry eyes, took me into your arms. Your soft touch, one hand lightly on my waist, The other running fingers through my hair. Your warm embrace was too inviting to resist. I did not want to resist. I gave in to the temptation And the sweet lie of your caress. I knew it then, that I would love you And you would break my heart.

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The Moment I Knew

The night you kissed me so passionately,
The whole world seemed to melt away.
You looked at me with hungry eyes, took me into your arms.
Your soft touch, one hand lightly on my waist,
The other running fingers through my hair.
Your warm embrace was too inviting to resist.
I did not want to resist. I gave in to the temptation
And the sweet lie of your caress.
I knew it then, that I would love you
And you would break my heart.

Jan 12

The Legendary Bookworm -

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As I wake, my fingers lightly brush the floor in search of my latest read. Unable to function without satisfying my ‘chapter’ withdrawal, the book falls open on my lap, impatiently waiting for me to find my glasses. “Where are my glasses?” I scream, only to realise I’m already wearing them, having…

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Jan 04

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No Longer Estranged

Deep blue eyes sought mine

Intense, my breath abated

No longer estranged

Oh, what sadness weighted me

For I had loved another.

Dec 22

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Winter
The sun hides behind mist and clouds,Birds sing the last of their hypnotic sounds,Toward the south their wings will fly,Silence to reflect on the year gone by.Icy winds make the skin feel raw,Then snow comes and hearts soar,A blanket of white for all to see,Cheeks and noses red with glee.The streets are full of sparkling lights,Colourful auras and beautiful sites,Many are bursting with Christmas cheer,The season is festive, Winter is here.

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Winter

The sun hides behind mist and clouds,
Birds sing the last of their hypnotic sounds,
Toward the south their wings will fly,
Silence to reflect on the year gone by.

Icy winds make the skin feel raw,
Then snow comes and hearts soar,
A blanket of white for all to see,
Cheeks and noses red with glee.

The streets are full of sparkling lights,
Colourful auras and beautiful sites,
Many are bursting with Christmas cheer,
The season is festive, Winter is here.

Dec 16

writingwithapencil4:

Merry Christmas
I think about you.
Do… do you think about me?
Well, Merry Christmas.

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Merry Christmas

I think about you.

Do… do you think about me?

Well, Merry Christmas.

Dec 07

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Pas de Deux
"Voulez-vous danser avec moi?"
powerful arms lace a silken bodice
floating feathery feet,
two souls evolve into one
lengthy loving leaps."Voulez-vous me donner votre coeur?"
moving graciously by candelabra
silent slender silhouettes,
lost to passion’s sweet embrace
pacing perfect pirouettes."Je suis à toi et tu es à moi."
intricately balanced on a precipice
elongated extremities entwine,
bound unto the woven folds
dancing delicately divine.

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Pas de Deux

"Voulez-vous danser avec moi?"

powerful arms lace a silken bodice

floating feathery feet,

two souls evolve into one

lengthy loving leaps.

"Voulez-vous me donner votre coeur?"

moving graciously by candelabra

silent slender silhouettes,

lost to passion’s sweet embrace

pacing perfect pirouettes.

"Je suis à toi et tu es à moi."

intricately balanced on a precipice

elongated extremities entwine,

bound unto the woven folds

dancing delicately divine.

Dec 06

writingwithapencil4:

In Sickness
Feeling, believing, Falling from grace. Starts choking, now smoking Losing my faith. Thinking, drinking, Dead in my place. Stopped breathing, now bleeding Choices I’ve made. Replaced, defaced, Left on your own. Got harboured, then discarded Now all alone. Apologised, sympathised, What I had reserved. Being deceived, both agreed Not what you deserved. Seeing you, touching you, Makes me feel alive, Abusing you, losing you Makes me die inside.

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In Sickness

Feeling, believing,
Falling from grace.
Starts choking, now smoking
Losing my faith.

Thinking, drinking,
Dead in my place.
Stopped breathing, now bleeding
Choices I’ve made.

Replaced, defaced,
Left on your own.
Got harboured, then discarded
Now all alone.

Apologised, sympathised,
What I had reserved.
Being deceived, both agreed
Not what you deserved.

Seeing you, touching you,
Makes me feel alive,
Abusing you, losing you
Makes me die inside.