<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257</id><updated>2024-09-11T20:31:28.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIRECTION SWITCH POEMS</title><subtitle type='html'>A piece of writing that partakes of the nature of both speech and song, and that is usually rhythmical and metaphorical.  This may be considered as a data base of poems of each and every type of poems available.  This includes poems of all famous authors.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>377</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-1713099578212687727</id><published>2011-03-22T02:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:51:38.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Does Separate Us</title><content type='html'>Love Does Separate Us (L&#39;Amour Nous Sépare)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Through all time, love has strung beautiful art,&lt;br /&gt;
Does love now weave this vision in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;
Have two stars been taken straight from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;
Do they look back at me as I look into your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;
Love does separate us in lands so far,&lt;br /&gt;
Love does make this a trial so hard.&lt;br /&gt;
May I ask for one night to shrink this land,&lt;br /&gt;
May I have you just one night, just to reach your hand?&lt;br /&gt;
If my wish I may have not, let us kiss with our minds,&lt;br /&gt;
Let our words carry us together on winds of divine.&lt;br /&gt;
Love does separate us in lands far away,&lt;br /&gt;
But if love does ring true, I&#39;ll get to you some way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Joshua Blackwelder –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1713099578212687727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-does-separate-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1713099578212687727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1713099578212687727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-does-separate-us.html' title='Love Does Separate Us'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-2504278437971781244</id><published>2011-03-22T02:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:51:14.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Love</title><content type='html'>Our Love&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hold my hand, I caress your lips,&lt;br /&gt;
You look into my eyes and my heart beat skips.&lt;br /&gt;
I stroke your back skin so soft and smooth,&lt;br /&gt;
I admire your face, every line, every groove.&lt;br /&gt;
We move in a little closer, our bodies entwine,&lt;br /&gt;
you touch my neck, it sends shivers down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;
You whisper that you love me and I know it&#39;s true&lt;br /&gt;
because I feel it in my heart and I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Zalihe Hussain –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2504278437971781244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/2504278437971781244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/2504278437971781244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-love.html' title='Our Love'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-8062844454034469620</id><published>2011-03-22T02:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:50:55.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like in my dream.</title><content type='html'>When I was little,&lt;br /&gt;
I had a lush dream,&lt;br /&gt;
That one day I find&lt;br /&gt;
And marry a Queen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She&#39;d sit by my side,&lt;br /&gt;
Up there on our throne,&lt;br /&gt;
With princes and princesses&lt;br /&gt;
So we&#39;re never alone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can honestly say,&lt;br /&gt;
My dream has come true&lt;br /&gt;
And you&#39;d never believe&lt;br /&gt;
Just how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I may not be king&lt;br /&gt;
And you may not be queen&lt;br /&gt;
But together we&#39;re perfect&lt;br /&gt;
Just like in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Paul Hopkins</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8062844454034469620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-like-in-my-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8062844454034469620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8062844454034469620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-like-in-my-dream.html' title='Just like in my dream.'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-862376225800792597</id><published>2011-03-22T02:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:50:34.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You&#39;re my</title><content type='html'>Breeze skipping over water,&lt;br /&gt;
Water reflecting lights strung over the bridge,&lt;br /&gt;
Lights shining in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fresh, bold feeling of something new,&lt;br /&gt;
As winter melts into liquid spring,&lt;br /&gt;
And summer takes shape and ripens alongside love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The petals from the flowering trees, snow for the summer,&lt;br /&gt;
Floating down around us as we kiss,&lt;br /&gt;
Once, twice, then forever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You aren’t just my sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re my sun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Sara McDermott –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/862376225800792597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/862376225800792597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/862376225800792597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-my.html' title='You&#39;re my'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-1486900910508144704</id><published>2011-03-22T02:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:50:09.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I make this solemn promise to you:</title><content type='html'>I make this solemn promise to you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To be your lover when you need to be loved,&lt;br /&gt;
your doctor when you are ill,&lt;br /&gt;
your army when you go to war,&lt;br /&gt;
your umbrella when life rains down on you,&lt;br /&gt;
your rock when you get weary,&lt;br /&gt;
your shield when you need defense,&lt;br /&gt;
your spirit when you are drained,&lt;br /&gt;
your pillow when you need to rest,&lt;br /&gt;
your voice when no one can hear you,&lt;br /&gt;
your ear when no one will listen,&lt;br /&gt;
your comfort when you feel pain,&lt;br /&gt;
your hero when you are under duress,&lt;br /&gt;
your sunshine when darkness falls,&lt;br /&gt;
your answer when questions arise,&lt;br /&gt;
your inspiration to overcome obstacles,&lt;br /&gt;
your hand to hold when you are frightened,&lt;br /&gt;
your kiss that wakes you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;
and your &quot;I love you&quot; each and every night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am yours... all of me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Tyr Annassassi –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1486900910508144704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-make-this-solemn-promise-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1486900910508144704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1486900910508144704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-make-this-solemn-promise-to-you.html' title='I make this solemn promise to you:'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-427577280272663028</id><published>2011-03-22T02:49:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:49:49.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Beyond Memory</title><content type='html'>Beauty Beyond Memory&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When memories cry&lt;br /&gt;
When memories fade and die&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m going to grow old&lt;br /&gt;
My passion&lt;br /&gt;
My fiery passion&lt;br /&gt;
My flaming lust is going to grow cold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But my heart will always flow with a molten, love lava&lt;br /&gt;
In your name this lava flows through my veins&lt;br /&gt;
My heart beats for you&lt;br /&gt;
My heart will never cease to beat your name&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When I lose my charm and my glamour&lt;br /&gt;
When I lose my physique and my game&lt;br /&gt;
When I&#39;m old and wrinkly&lt;br /&gt;
When I cannot look myself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll still stare at you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When memories fade&lt;br /&gt;
When I forget the days of the week&lt;br /&gt;
And the months of the year&lt;br /&gt;
When I mix names&lt;br /&gt;
And faces&lt;br /&gt;
The memory of you&lt;br /&gt;
Will always shine bright and clear&lt;br /&gt;
Your image&lt;br /&gt;
Has been burnt to my memory&lt;br /&gt;
I will never forget your radiance and beauty&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I will die happy&lt;br /&gt;
With the image of your sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;
On my mind&lt;br /&gt;
And love&lt;br /&gt;
On my lips and in my heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Hamzah Gani –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/427577280272663028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/beauty-beyond-memory.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/427577280272663028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/427577280272663028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/beauty-beyond-memory.html' title='Beauty Beyond Memory'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-1447201297775915445</id><published>2011-03-22T02:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:49:34.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Near You</title><content type='html'>Near You&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Neath velvet cloth of night and shadows,&lt;br /&gt;
my heart confessed its thoughts to the wind.&lt;br /&gt;
I could feel your smile from a distance&lt;br /&gt;
with the touch of your closeness profound.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sun reached behind a fading sky,&lt;br /&gt;
so the moon could take its proper place.&lt;br /&gt;
Day to darkness, brightened by the stars,&lt;br /&gt;
leaving upon the blue waters&lt;br /&gt;
a shimmering portrait of your face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You, with all your savoring sweetness,&lt;br /&gt;
tenderly pierced the walls of my soul&lt;br /&gt;
as you wove a new tapestry with&lt;br /&gt;
the golden threads of your hope and love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday you offered me courage,&lt;br /&gt;
today you endowed me with your strength.&lt;br /&gt;
Every moment together, a gift.&lt;br /&gt;
Every day a celebration of life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How lovely the music of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;
You are the air I breathe, sound I hear&lt;br /&gt;
and the spirit that gently moves me.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t wish for the moon, I have the stars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Orania Hamilton –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1447201297775915445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/near-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1447201297775915445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1447201297775915445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/near-you.html' title='Near You'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-4212803506173809709</id><published>2011-03-22T02:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:49:15.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My love</title><content type='html'>My love, my heart, my soul is my gift to you&lt;br /&gt;
Your smile, your love is the only reward I would want&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Precious, like a gem made by angels to shine forever&lt;br /&gt;
Releasing the passion inside me that burns for you&lt;br /&gt;
Intertwining our destinies, so that we two soul mates&lt;br /&gt;
Now and forever, can live out our hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;
Creating our own bond of life, to overcome the challenges&lt;br /&gt;
Explore the mysteries, and to enjoy life as it should be&lt;br /&gt;
Sharing the peace and love, that everyone looks for&lt;br /&gt;
So in the end I want nothing, because I have everything I need&lt;br /&gt;
- Brian Bihari –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4212803506173809709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-love_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/4212803506173809709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/4212803506173809709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-love_22.html' title='My love'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-6008498499076260619</id><published>2011-03-22T02:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:48:59.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Rose</title><content type='html'>Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My love for you is like a red, red rose,&lt;br /&gt;
It started as a seed but it’s grown and grown.&lt;br /&gt;
Its roots reach deep down inside of my chest,&lt;br /&gt;
And it grows even more with each passing breath.&lt;br /&gt;
The delicate petals lay beautiful and pure,&lt;br /&gt;
All the doubts that I’ve had you have since cured.&lt;br /&gt;
For all the thorns that this proud rose bears,&lt;br /&gt;
They are all softened by the thought of your care.&lt;br /&gt;
Soon the rose grows old and withers and dies,&lt;br /&gt;
But the love that helped grow it will last for all time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Sam Fedarb –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/6008498499076260619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/like-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/6008498499076260619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/6008498499076260619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/like-rose.html' title='Like A Rose'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-7832487482878636595</id><published>2011-03-22T02:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:48:46.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Courting Cambria</title><content type='html'>Courting Cambria&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Autumn eyes stare out at me,&lt;br /&gt;
Silky locks of burnished brown,&lt;br /&gt;
Poise, elegance and aristocracy,&lt;br /&gt;
Statuesque, splendor, and magnificence,&lt;br /&gt;
All words pale,&lt;br /&gt;
All words fail,&lt;br /&gt;
To bind the beautiful Cambria&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Beauty be not lonely,&lt;br /&gt;
Virtue is her friend,&lt;br /&gt;
Gentle, sweet, with wits abound,&lt;br /&gt;
Her voice so sweet, has songbird sound,&lt;br /&gt;
Yet the Lexicon pales,&lt;br /&gt;
The language fails,&lt;br /&gt;
To bespeak beguiling Cambria.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;d cross not mountains for her,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;d move them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;d walk not burning sands,&lt;br /&gt;
Instead I&#39;d seed her lands.&lt;br /&gt;
Her world would fill with statues,&lt;br /&gt;
And gardens at her feet.&lt;br /&gt;
These things I say would happen,&lt;br /&gt;
Each time we came to meet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She makes a man become a man,&lt;br /&gt;
Makes him strive for more.&lt;br /&gt;
She makes him wish for worthiness,&lt;br /&gt;
Remake his very core.&lt;br /&gt;
Thus I pay my homage,&lt;br /&gt;
Poetic tribute not mere prose.&lt;br /&gt;
I give to her this piece of me,&lt;br /&gt;
And not some dying rose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Written and owned by Cambria Fallon Santiago –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7832487482878636595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/courting-cambria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/7832487482878636595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/7832487482878636595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/courting-cambria.html' title='Courting Cambria'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-1587765417360605004</id><published>2011-03-22T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:48:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once I was a beautiful shell</title><content type='html'>Once I was a beautiful shell&lt;br /&gt;
Giving life to the creatures of the sea&lt;br /&gt;
Tides and time pounded on me, breaking me bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then I was stuck nowhere to go...&lt;br /&gt;
The barnacles found a place to dwell&lt;br /&gt;
But Mother Ocean gave me a second chance&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The tides washed me upon the shore&lt;br /&gt;
There I lay waiting in the sun, dull and chipped and ugly&lt;br /&gt;
Then, you came along and found me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The barnacles were picked, the sand washed off&lt;br /&gt;
You polished me up and brought out my luster...&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m still chipped with imperfections&lt;br /&gt;
But you laid me out for everyone to see...&lt;br /&gt;
The beautiful colors inside me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now I&#39;m shiny with colors and gold&lt;br /&gt;
The tides have yet to see me grow old&lt;br /&gt;
With the tenderness and care you gave me&lt;br /&gt;
I am once again a beautiful shell&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Vannessa Thibodeau –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1587765417360605004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/once-i-was-beautiful-shell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1587765417360605004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1587765417360605004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/once-i-was-beautiful-shell.html' title='Once I was a beautiful shell'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-1744953594513452437</id><published>2011-03-22T02:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:47:42.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Thank You&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sun sets&lt;br /&gt;
Upon the golden sand&lt;br /&gt;
We sit together&lt;br /&gt;
Hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We gently embrace&lt;br /&gt;
And look into each other&#39;s eyes&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder if you are&lt;br /&gt;
An angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hold me&lt;br /&gt;
Like there&#39;s no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
I suddenly forget&lt;br /&gt;
The past sorrow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I kiss your soft lips&lt;br /&gt;
And you kiss mine&lt;br /&gt;
I never knew&lt;br /&gt;
Loving someone could be this fine&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You pick me up&lt;br /&gt;
And carry me to our room&lt;br /&gt;
Oh how a love can blossom&lt;br /&gt;
And a heart can bloom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your touch is so gentle&lt;br /&gt;
But your hands so strong&lt;br /&gt;
How could a love like this&lt;br /&gt;
Ever go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My heart is beating&lt;br /&gt;
200 times a minute&lt;br /&gt;
Because my love&lt;br /&gt;
You are in it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sound of your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;
All through the night&lt;br /&gt;
We fall asleep in each other&#39;s arms&lt;br /&gt;
And wake to the morning light.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
And this is when&lt;br /&gt;
I say &quot;Thank You&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
For teaching me to love again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Jody Perrin –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1744953594513452437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1744953594513452437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1744953594513452437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-8111079924629837237</id><published>2011-03-22T02:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:47:22.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Treasure</title><content type='html'>Missing Treasure&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The missing treasure of this sinking vessel&lt;br /&gt;
On the seafloor, where it would nestle&lt;br /&gt;
Against the base for years it&#39;d lay&lt;br /&gt;
Patiently waiting for that special day&lt;br /&gt;
When I would come to claim my prize&lt;br /&gt;
Hoping the chest to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;
Would hold the heart that I&#39;ve been missing&lt;br /&gt;
The talks, the laughs, the hugs, the kissing&lt;br /&gt;
That day has come and now I&#39;ll find&lt;br /&gt;
What lies ahead, no longer behind&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve searched through darkness, to the deepest sea&lt;br /&gt;
And found that chest staring back at me&lt;br /&gt;
What lies inside, I do not know&lt;br /&gt;
Unlock the latch and open slow&lt;br /&gt;
I peek within, with nerves I&#39;m shaking&lt;br /&gt;
The prize inside could stop the aching&lt;br /&gt;
Cause within the chest that I&#39;ve searched for&lt;br /&gt;
I found the heart and even more&lt;br /&gt;
The talks, the laughs, they all were there&lt;br /&gt;
The hugs, the kisses, for me to share&lt;br /&gt;
The most beautiful treasure I&#39;ve finally seized&lt;br /&gt;
Did not imagine I could be so pleased&lt;br /&gt;
I searched so long through the deep sea blue&lt;br /&gt;
I love you baby, my prize is you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Jordan Schnarr –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8111079924629837237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/missing-treasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8111079924629837237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8111079924629837237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/missing-treasure.html' title='Missing Treasure'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-1818123890260300380</id><published>2011-03-22T02:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:47:08.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How long can you keep up that face?</title><content type='html'>How long can you keep up that face?&lt;br /&gt;
How many times tonight will your lips unfurl to a smile?&lt;br /&gt;
How can you work in this place concealing such grace?&lt;br /&gt;
How would you like to leave with me... and see the world for a while?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hang up your apron and baggy jeans for this little number,&lt;br /&gt;
Come dance with me through the night until morning light,&lt;br /&gt;
Laughing and singing through streets wrapt in slumber,&lt;br /&gt;
Your soft ebony eyes reflecting an Italian moon, so magnificently bright.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let me take your hand, oh this night we set sail,&lt;br /&gt;
On a thrilling journey to a remote place called love,&lt;br /&gt;
Making memories and writing our own midnight tale,&lt;br /&gt;
A side by side silhouette, diamond-set dark velvet above.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Without even trying, you emit beauty, passion and elegance,&lt;br /&gt;
From your slender model figure to your lush flowing hair,&lt;br /&gt;
Dancing in the wind, my heart shocked by your electric radiance,&lt;br /&gt;
The breath-taking waitress, mi manchi tanto Maria.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Jonathan R. Clarke –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1818123890260300380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-long-can-you-keep-up-that-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1818123890260300380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1818123890260300380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-long-can-you-keep-up-that-face.html' title='How long can you keep up that face?'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-8688855540833744135</id><published>2011-03-22T02:46:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:46:50.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saying I Do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saying I do&lt;br /&gt;
Is more than saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;
It goes beyond describing how my love is true&lt;br /&gt;
Because words are not enough to express my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saying I do&lt;br /&gt;
Is like saying I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;
That I am ready to see what the future may bring&lt;br /&gt;
Because we are together in everything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saying I do&lt;br /&gt;
Is saying I am now complete because of you&lt;br /&gt;
That the pieces of the puzzle called &quot;my life&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Becomes a beautiful picture called &quot;our love&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And now I am saying &quot;I DO&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
As I walk down the aisle with you&lt;br /&gt;
This is a lifetime promise that I will hold&lt;br /&gt;
A promise I make until we grow old.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- M. Pascual –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8688855540833744135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/saying-i-do-saying-i-do-is-more-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8688855540833744135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8688855540833744135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/saying-i-do-saying-i-do-is-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-6500671563734298359</id><published>2011-03-22T02:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:46:40.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s perfect</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s perfect, and touches me deep&lt;br /&gt;
First thing in the morning, when I hear you speak&lt;br /&gt;
And last thing at night as you bid me sweet dreams&lt;br /&gt;
The brush of your lips lets me know what you mean&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And all of the hours that pass through the day&lt;br /&gt;
Those spent together and when you&#39;re away&lt;br /&gt;
I think of you always, imagine your touch&lt;br /&gt;
Think how to show you, I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So when we&#39;re apart, and you long for me near&lt;br /&gt;
Just try to remember, you&#39;re already here&lt;br /&gt;
For deep in my heart, where no one can see&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;ll be forever, together we&#39;ll be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Louise Scrymgeour –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/6500671563734298359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/6500671563734298359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/6500671563734298359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-perfect.html' title='It&#39;s perfect'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-8266448239513565410</id><published>2011-03-22T02:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:46:24.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>Blessed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How blessed I am that you are in my life&lt;br /&gt;
Not a day goes by when I do not think of you&lt;br /&gt;
You make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;
To you I do not have to prove myself&lt;br /&gt;
For you know me&lt;br /&gt;
I love you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How blessed I am that you are in my life&lt;br /&gt;
How honoured I am to be a part of yours&lt;br /&gt;
Memories made and shared&lt;br /&gt;
With you the one I love&lt;br /&gt;
My friend, my lover, my queen&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Til the end&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Moses TuTesigensi</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8266448239513565410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/blessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8266448239513565410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/8266448239513565410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-7944227979091597590</id><published>2011-03-22T02:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:46:08.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart Remembers</title><content type='html'>A Heart Remembers&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A memory burned within, from a heartfelt second long ago&lt;br /&gt;
a moment... one single moment, that only a heart can remember&lt;br /&gt;
a fleeting thought, gone astray, but the feeling looms inside you&lt;br /&gt;
a boy and a girl... so far apart, so long the days&lt;br /&gt;
that it took their hearts to remind them...&lt;br /&gt;
how fortunate they are, that a heart...&lt;br /&gt;
can return a fleeting thought,&lt;br /&gt;
one single moment, or a memory burned within...&lt;br /&gt;
so they can now live as one&lt;br /&gt;
as only inside true love, can such a past remain&lt;br /&gt;
until... it&#39;s found again&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Desi D. Williams</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7944227979091597590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/heart-remembers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/7944227979091597590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/7944227979091597590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/heart-remembers.html' title='A Heart Remembers'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-4952891200966678428</id><published>2011-03-22T02:45:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:45:52.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fateful Day</title><content type='html'>One Fateful Day&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No river&#39;s span is quite as vast&lt;br /&gt;
No mountain&#39;s reach so high.&lt;br /&gt;
No rose&#39;s scent is quite as sweet&lt;br /&gt;
As the love I hold inside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Every time I see your face and&lt;br /&gt;
Every time you smile,&lt;br /&gt;
Every time I kiss your lips,&lt;br /&gt;
My love grows all the while&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I’m the luckiest man to walk the earth&lt;br /&gt;
To know a love like yours&lt;br /&gt;
Loving is so easy now&lt;br /&gt;
You’ve opened my heart’s doors.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;ll love you &#39;til my life has ceased&lt;br /&gt;
And still more with my soul&lt;br /&gt;
Because that fateful day we met,&lt;br /&gt;
My heart you forever stole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Ryan Brennan</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4952891200966678428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-fateful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/4952891200966678428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/4952891200966678428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-fateful-day.html' title='One Fateful Day'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-3290467164280289421</id><published>2011-03-22T02:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:45:35.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakening</title><content type='html'>Awakening&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That morning whisper&lt;br /&gt;
A gentle kiss&lt;br /&gt;
A suspended moment&lt;br /&gt;
Of perfect bliss&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That precious feeling&lt;br /&gt;
As eyes first meet&lt;br /&gt;
Bodies entwined&lt;br /&gt;
In sleepy heat&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fingers touching&lt;br /&gt;
Breath as one&lt;br /&gt;
Hearts in rhythm&lt;br /&gt;
We greet the sun&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Content, in truth&lt;br /&gt;
Just to be&lt;br /&gt;
Simply enjoying&lt;br /&gt;
You and me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Jamie Vogel</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3290467164280289421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/awakening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/3290467164280289421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/3290467164280289421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/awakening.html' title='Awakening'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-190012900992656845</id><published>2011-03-22T02:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:45:21.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You leave me</title><content type='html'>You leave me wanting nothing more&lt;br /&gt;
than wanting more of you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Jeff Gastman –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/190012900992656845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-leave-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/190012900992656845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/190012900992656845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-leave-me.html' title='You leave me'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-5281610515859438790</id><published>2011-03-22T02:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:45:02.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Love</title><content type='html'>Young Love&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love is patient, love is kind,&lt;br /&gt;
And what our loves express is true.&lt;br /&gt;
No amount of tragedy can tear&lt;br /&gt;
Or break the love I have for you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Time has healed our many wounds,&lt;br /&gt;
But has not erased the memory.&lt;br /&gt;
But we&#39;ll hold on, we&#39;ll stay together.&lt;br /&gt;
We will get through this, you and me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Though we are young and still learning&lt;br /&gt;
About ourselves, our world today,&lt;br /&gt;
In my heart, I&#39;ll always love you,&lt;br /&gt;
And in my heart you&#39;ll always stay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As days go by, as time progresses,&lt;br /&gt;
We will change, mature, and always grow.&lt;br /&gt;
But as we grow, as we reminisce,&lt;br /&gt;
There is one thing I will always know.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My love for you will never falter,&lt;br /&gt;
Never cease, for it&#39;s always true.&lt;br /&gt;
With love comes patience, but it&#39;s worth the wait,&lt;br /&gt;
To share my unending love with you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Jessica Wheaton –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5281610515859438790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/young-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/5281610515859438790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/5281610515859438790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/young-love.html' title='Young Love'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-1478139253532236508</id><published>2011-03-22T02:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:44:45.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Saw Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>When I Saw Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When you came to your door tonight,&lt;br /&gt;
And your beautiful eyes gazed at me&lt;br /&gt;
From the darkness within,&lt;br /&gt;
The world around me came to a stop,&lt;br /&gt;
For just a few seconds,&lt;br /&gt;
As I saw the love from within you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You looked at me with your warm smile,&lt;br /&gt;
Your black hair around your face,&lt;br /&gt;
And whispered softly, &quot;hi baby&quot;,&lt;br /&gt;
And once again,&lt;br /&gt;
I was at your mercy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For when you look into my soul&lt;br /&gt;
And I hear the sound of your sweet voice,&lt;br /&gt;
My heart opens to you my love,&lt;br /&gt;
With all of my dreams now fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I never knew that a love like this&lt;br /&gt;
Could ever exist,&lt;br /&gt;
A love that consumes me,&lt;br /&gt;
A love so powerful,&lt;br /&gt;
And so overwhelming,&lt;br /&gt;
That I fear if I were without it,&lt;br /&gt;
My heart would no longer have a meaning&lt;br /&gt;
To its existence,&lt;br /&gt;
For the love that flows through it now, &lt;br /&gt;
Is what keeps me alive,&lt;br /&gt;
Keeps me whole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As I gaze into your eyes my love,&lt;br /&gt;
Down into the depths of your very being,&lt;br /&gt;
I can see the love you feel for me,&lt;br /&gt;
A love as strong as my own,&lt;br /&gt;
A love that fills me so full of emotion,&lt;br /&gt;
So full of hope for the future,&lt;br /&gt;
That I pray I will spend the rest of my days,&lt;br /&gt;
Gazing into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Jim Caspary -</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1478139253532236508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-saw-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1478139253532236508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/1478139253532236508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-saw-your-eyes.html' title='When I Saw Your Eyes'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-7653558302247834121</id><published>2011-03-22T02:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:44:27.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vow To You</title><content type='html'>My Vow To You&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know you&#39;re going crazy,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve been there too.&lt;br /&gt;
I can see how the weight is making your knees bend,&lt;br /&gt;
Let me take some of it from you.&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t keep yourself closed off,&lt;br /&gt;
I am here for you to open up and let go.&lt;br /&gt;
There is so much you can&#39;t forget or forgive,&lt;br /&gt;
Let me help you cope, we can work things out together.&lt;br /&gt;
I hear the pain in your voice,&lt;br /&gt;
You need me now.&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t worry, I&#39;ll move heaven and hell to get there.&lt;br /&gt;
You can&#39;t talk, you won&#39;t talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;
I understand.&lt;br /&gt;
Put your worries in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;
Lay your head down,&lt;br /&gt;
And believe that I will do anything to stop your tears.&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re ready to give up, you&#39;ve stopped,&lt;br /&gt;
I want to be able to give you the strength to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;
Link arms with me, Let&#39;s move on,&lt;br /&gt;
As one living, breathing, loving, being.&lt;br /&gt;
Know that you can put faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;
I will be your rock, I will be your dwelling,&lt;br /&gt;
I am here with you, for you always.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Alissa Krull</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7653558302247834121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-vow-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/7653558302247834121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/7653558302247834121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-vow-to-you.html' title='My Vow To You'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879430203436451257.post-2719837013552118745</id><published>2011-03-22T02:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T02:44:11.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your essence</title><content type='html'>Your essence, your being,&lt;br /&gt;
Just takes me away...&lt;br /&gt;
Back to a time way back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back when charming princes&lt;br /&gt;
In shining armor, on white horses,&lt;br /&gt;
Flourished, their swords,&lt;br /&gt;
Making the princesses swoon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You do that to me,&lt;br /&gt;
Make me laugh, and fret,&lt;br /&gt;
And swoon, on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But without a sword,&lt;br /&gt;
Or a great white horse,&lt;br /&gt;
Or armor,&lt;br /&gt;
You are still a prince.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And my prince,&lt;br /&gt;
Whom I&#39;d swoon over,&lt;br /&gt;
Any day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Araz Havan –</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2719837013552118745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-essence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/2719837013552118745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879430203436451257/posts/default/2719837013552118745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemsgiftsnpoems.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-essence.html' title='Your essence'/><author><name>RAMNATH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14544470909017415286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>