When I have a headache
Or my tummy gets upset,
You are the finest doctor
That I have ever met.
When you caress my forehead
Or draw me close in your embrace,
I feel my world is perfect
And I am in my place;
And I have the gentle pleasure
Of being in your arms
Where little minor ailments
Are banished by your charms.
By Betty L. Killebrew
I want to be your companion
and walk hand in hand,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling,
scuffing feet and laughter,
sharing nights, not finished by the dark.
I want to be your confidant
as you pen your deepest
thoughts, as your heartaches
bleed and finally break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile as you smile
and giggle with you
at nothing at all.
I want to be your lover
and find the passions
that move you to action.
I want to be the softness
that induces you to trust.
I want to be the naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you.
I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed and
with soft steps to bring you coffee
(I take mine black)
Your strong arms, the legs
that power your thrust,
your lips of pleasure,
these are the fuel of my desire
no it is no secret, my love,
and to put it very simply,
I want you.
By Iloveit
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Don’t look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
It is wise and kind to be somewhat blind
And look for the virtue behind them.
For the cloudiest night has a hint of light
Somewhere in its shadows hiding;
It is better by far to hunt for a star,
Than the spots on the sun abiding.
The current of life runs ever away
To the bosom of God’s great ocean.
Don’t set your force ‘gainst the river’s course
And think to alter its motion.
Don’t waste a curse on the universe –
Remember it lived before you.
Don’t butt at the storm with your puny form,
But bend and let it go o’er you.
The world will never adjust itself
To suit your whims to the letter.
Some things must go wrong your whole life long,
And the sooner you know it the better.
It is folly to fight with the Infinite,
And go under at last in the wrestle;
The wiser man shapes into God’s plan
As water shapes into a vessel.
This was how we started,
with no destination in mind.
This was the faith we had,
that one day we would get there.
This “there” we didn’t know,
we hope we get to some comfort.
Where life is swift and all is good,
thus we walked day and night.
This journey is tiresome I swear,
no destination, no map.
Just a path walked upon with faith,
no precision, no hesitation.
Are we there yet?
this depends on how far we can go.
Some go farther than expected,
while others end up were they began.
By Iyen- Tosan
Here I found myself
In a world full of laughter
In a world of gathers with pits of sorrow to narrow ditches.
A world of harmonic pain with gain
From all angles with samples.
A world where you and I labour each day seeking for favour.
A world of both men and women
A world of little girls and boys
A world of competition with no definition,where the rich oppress the poor.
A world where life is meaningless to some to manipulate,regardless of others weaknesses.
A world where darkness has taken over and most are led astray.
A world where no one believes Christ cometh soon,and most do away with the master’s word.
A world where it’s firm edges has been loosened and the foundation of righteousness shaken.
A world full of darkness
An evil world,where the good dies,and the wicked live longer.
A world that has put some to the path of destruction.
A world where the master is no longer recognized.
In a world full of danger,a world where only the true believers prevail. In this world,I found myself.
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