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  29.     

An Angel

Trying to take me away to the heavens above, an angel held onto my hand as we flew across the land of 1,000 lakes as the sun shined down; who painted this beautiful canvas? Flying high with my guardian angel.

In the lakes I see only my reflection, holding my arms out, I feel no connection, except an angel flies beside me so glorious and majestic looking down upon skies and heavens; perfection.

So gracefully she soars holding my hand trying to take me away to heaven, gazing upon the lakes below smiling at my reflection. Her eyes twinkled as she looked into mine, such innocent beauty guiding me through the skies.

The sunlight beamed down on me as I laid on the luscious green. In the clouds now she’s looking down on me, watching over me. Trying to take me away to the heavens, she holds my hand again, still no reflection, only a twinkling light above; I still feel her presence although she goes unseen.

An ecstasy, flying through the skies, the heavens, showing me how to live free no connections; allowing that powerful feeling to escape, and so I open up my eyes still gazing at the beautiful canvas of an angel flying over lakes with no reflection; she took me away into the heavens, perfection.
 
Jeri Martindale

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  30.     

I Pray

Flesh of my flesh, breath of my breath, the reason I rise in the dawn. So I do what I do, pray how I pray, but I already have my blessing I see her everyday. I display my love in a variety of ways: five star luncheons, Tyler Perry plays, looking into your eyes, I could spend all of my days. Anticipating her each and every touch, a whiff of her perfume is more then enough. Such things bring pleasures to me that words could never tell. Sometimes I feel as though I’m entranced in a spell. Must be an angels tell, because in my world all is well. I can tell in detail the many ways you enjoy being fulfilled. Something so real we both feel and yet and still I feel as though I steal each and every moment, never wanting to let a second go. Like riding on a cloud, heavens a daunting task but if heavens like this hell I pass. At last my dreams have become a reality my earth angel standing right before me. Ignore me, heaven doesn’t. I saw heaven last night coming were we both came alleviated my problems soothed my pain. Five years and counting and those feelings still haven’t changed. Sustained by one tender kiss daily placed on these lips, a glance of the eye, a love so strong we never say bye. Simply have a good day and with that I watch a angel embark. This the only moment I remember a pain in my heart. But I smile in the back of my mind wonder how good it feels to have summer in the middle of cold chills, my earth angel something so real. Curved like a lady from head to toe, long black hair that moves with a rhythmic flow. All natural like our love nothing fake, when I’m feeling down she knows what it takes. All night love making, “no breaks”, ecstasy utopia satisfaction are at stake. So we hold it all in, let it build and rise till there’s no more to hold, then we release from the depths of our souls.. Yells well orchestrated moans an hour long. You may call it a climax; we prefer a swan song. Letting the world know the seed is still planted and there it still grows. Embedded deep, analoged in our souls, never mistaken, never misplaced. I can truly say at this moment, “I know loves embrace”. I’ve seen heaven… I’m staring her in the face. Lord my god never let this be replaced.
 
Keith Hardeman

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  31.     

Life's A Complete Circle.

The best of the most invincibly fragrant heavens or the worst of the most pathetically deteriorating of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most bountifully Omnipotent heavens or the worst of the most
ghastily impoverished of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most blazingly triumphant heavens; or the worst of the most brutally crucifying of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most beautifully iridescent heavens; or the worst of the most sinfully pulverizing of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most unbelievably ecstatic heavens; or the worst of the most cadaverously torturous of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most jubilantly blessing heavens; or the worst of the most traumatically slandering of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most blissfully ubiquitous heavens; or the worst of the most
disgracefully devilish of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most symbiotically fructifying heavens; or the worst of the most hedonistically massacring of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most poignantly effulgent heavens; or the worst of the most
sadistically cannibalistic of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most Omnisciently ameliorating heavens; or the worst of the
most wickedly delirious of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most irrefutably righteous heavens; or the worst of the most
tyrannically lambasting of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most eternally blessing heavens; or the worst of the most cynically disparaging of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most rhapsodically uninhibited heavens; or the worst of the most truculently disintegrating of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most unassailably liberating heavens; or the worst of the most unsparingly excoriating of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most indomitably fearless heavens; or the worst of the most
abhorrently parasitic of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most perpetually consecrating heavens; or the worst of the most meaninglessly wanton of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most magically charismatic heavens; or the worst of the most ominously venomous of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most undefeatedly Omnipresent heavens; or the worst of the most sadistically tawdry of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most immortally compassionate heavens; or the worst of the most wretchedly fetid of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

For Life's a complete circle. And whatever blessedly good or unforgivably sinful that you do in the tenure of your destined life; comes back to you sometime or the other in the same equivalent form and in this very lifetime of yours; without caring the slightest; thinking about; or waiting for the tiniest of heaven or ribald hell
to unfurl.
 
Nikhil Parekh

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  32.     

My Heaven

My heaven does not exist amongst the clouds,
and is not the realm of god,
not that fabled place of everlasting life,


For my heaven is much greater than that,
and is much more beautiful.

my heaven is the look in your eyes as we meet,
my heaven is the grace of your touch as we share our love,
my heaven is the dimples on your cheeks as u smile that amazing smile,
my heaven is the music that plays as you move those beautiful lips of yours,
my heaven is you my darling,
my true love.
 
sam johnson

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