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Work of the words

The work of the poet is never ending
Ideas and thoughts never end
The pen hits the paper and it never quits
Its tearing up words and it stirs you up a little bit
Words are now flowing like water or wine
Theses words are all in my mind
The words can be the neatest of things
Or as dirty as your minds own bin
Each word has it own meaning as together have power
To big you up or tear you down
Its up to the poet to find there own way
The power of words will lead your way
It could be a nightmare that start that new thought
The word will reflect the fears you were taught
Daydreams are better for they can be short but have the power to alter your thoughts
For the poet the word are not easy to escape
They hunt you down and make your pen shake
The work of the words is never really done
Even when you sleep word are still number one

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The book of life

Passing through the pages of story book called life
Looking at the memories and memories yet to have
When all the dreams are coming and all the dreams gone by
We only look to the fun we leave behind
The people that we came to meet and the people that we lost
All are in the pages of the book we call our own
We look back at the places and place not yet been
We can always see our family in the pictures on our walls
But the loved one that have come to pass we can see in our souls
The love that they bring to us is everywhere to see
I can feel there love love in everything even you and me

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Waking up with you

5.00am I woke up with you next to me
I can not move for there’s no time to see
I must get ready for work but your arms are inviting
You roll on your back and look towards me giving your lip a bit of bitting
Your eyes are suggesting for me to stay as you lay there and the clock ticks away

5.30 come round and i should get up but the warmth of your breast keep me near
As the time it passes the feeling of your skin and your embrace is an drug that there is no cure
I cant help this high i feel when we let time go and we stay in each others arms
 
6.00am comes and goes but still no one knows
We gaze in to each other eyes like stars in the night
Without a word spoken our lips meet and our heart beats for each other
The taste of you lips are an aphrodisiac that i must have
My skin tingles and my pulse races as you drug takes over

6.30am we are entwined in a lustful serenity and an galactic battle of sweat and passion
Your hips roll and i feel the warmth of your love serum soothing my exploring fingers
You breasts gentle and soft , but graceful lightly bounce as your hips roll to the pulsation of your heart
My finger they enter and your body explodes in a cascade of sound and love

7.00am you body tingles and teams with pulsation of passion
I explore your body with blink , not getting enough of your ecstasy
You body twitches and you cry out in a glorious chorus of angel song
Once the waves of high subside and we lose ourselves in the moment
I hold you near and whisper a line or two of our song
As i sit on the bed stroking you back you place you hand around me holding and pulling me back

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The rains

The rain is beating on down on my head
I can feel each drop as it runs down my head
Each drop not the same as it never hit the same place twice
Each drop is perfect as it washes my life

I feel the warm waters as it runs down my face
The wonders of nature as it shape things away
The rain is really peaceful as each drop hits the ground
I love to just listen to natures heaven sound

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