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East Coast Sunshine The clouds have parted in my sea of gloom, sitting in the darkness of my lonely room, another boring and useless night, but alas I see a beam of light. From amongst the shadows of my despair, with a velvet smile and seductive stare. She entered my world like a warm summer breeze, taken by surprise, brought straight to my knees. Her soft gentle words, so warm and so kind, her caring sweet ways that crippled my mind. She speaks to me like a long lost friend; I hope this new friendship has no end. The distance between us gets smaller each day, she has entered my heart and there she will stay. I feel like I’m lost and frozen in time, until I get my next email from my east coast sunshine.
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My Woman-My Home I trace your form in photograph with trembling hands An act that begs the stillness of a sculptors touch As of stone I stand under starry skies on steel deck The smoke fills my lungs in silence While my mind floods with all aspects of you My small and delicate bride So full of strength You are my home port My safe harbor All of my life’s journey’s end at your tender feet I am cold and steel willed The whole world’s oceans break at my bow You are warm and pliable Yet, you shall never break before me You challenge me Liken to myths and tales The travel weary men busy them selves with When venturing to edges of the earth As an ever enfolding story book I wonder at your mysteries You are boundless and free I desire to press you As though a millstone to wheat Not that I may change you My Love I seek your flower and sustenance You give to me with out depleting your own worth I hunger for your nourishment Though you are not a glass that may be emptied at a mans urging You are the ever changing sandy shores You are the constant fertile fields, green trees and hills of home By Dodgin (March 7, 2008)
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