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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA 
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He sleeps His chest rises and falls in slow rhythm With every breath he takes I watch him smiling softly, Peaceful dreams play across his face As he sleeps. My eyes dance over his body Taking in every inch of his skin I want to drown in his eyes And lose myself in our loving once again— But he sleeps. I let my heart fall freely And felt a love deeper than I ever dared How is it that I sit here in awe Amazed by the love we share And he sleeps? One more painful goodbye As we go our separate ways One last look over my shoulder It's so hard to walk away While he sleeps. |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Beautiful....This is love......  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
*Sigh*... this is beautiful Tara, gentle and tender ... perfect. take care, jm you can say baby baby can I hold you tonite maybe if I said the right words at the right time you'd be mine baby can I hold you tonite Tracy C |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
PDV, yes, I think so too! JM, thank you. The passionate part of love is what makes our hearts thump wildly in our chests, but the softer, gentler, more tender side of it is what brings on those dreamy smiles, faraway looks in our eyes. It matters not how strait the gate; How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. --W.E. Henley |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
wonderfully romantic, very beautiful. delicate poem. A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
*sigh*....this is beautiful! Love and hugs, Lizzie  "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
Brian and Lizzie, thank you for taking the time to read and comment on my poem. It matters not how strait the gate; How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. --W.E. Henley |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Tara~ Glad to 'hear' your *sighs* of content. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Oh my, Now this is one beautiful piece of writing  Indeed thank you for sharing this one All my love, Jeffrey |
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Rodney Belcher Member
since 2000-06-06
Posts 227Taylor, Michigan |
Tara...I have been married for 12 years and never felt the love that I sensed in reading your poem...you are an excellent poet and he is a lucky man to have you! Love one another-let God do the worrying, Rodney |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
Jeffrey, thanks for the read. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Marge, "sighs"? I think I've done everything but shout from rooftops. Rodney, everyone should feel love like this! It's just too good not to.< !signature--> It matters not how strait the gate; How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. --W.E. Henley [This message has been edited by Tara Simms (edited 07-03-2000).] |
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rascalx Senior Member
since 1999-08-25
Posts 590Florence, SC, USA |
Tara, Every time I read this poem, I smile from ear to ear as I feel the blush rise on my cheeks. Thank you so much for sharing your heart and soul with me. And to everyone who has read and responded to her beautiful words, I say - Believe in love and when you find it, embrace it with every part of your being.  ) Jeff |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
I love you, Jeff! It matters not how strait the gate; How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. --W.E. Henley |
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