I love the way you kiss me,
I love it when you smile,
I love it when I look in your eyes I can see for a mile,
But when you're away,
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Writing and Music are the ways I express myself. I love history and genealogy as well. I would like for you guys to give me pointers on my poetry. Without poetry there would be no love, no life, no happiness and no strife.)
The Blue Eyed Soul
I love the way you kiss me,
I love it when you smile,
I love it when I look in your eyes I can see for a mile,
But when you're away,
I think of you and pray,
That you are thinking of me too,
I don't know what it is you do,
I feel like I am safe to be,
To be more confident to just be free,
Carefree in every decision,
You struck me like an incision,
You made your mark like a tattoo,
For you I would stop a moving train,
I know it's just you make me insane,
You climbed the tree into my soul,
With pride I think I've lost self control,
I can't help but kiss you,
When you're gone my lips miss you,
They are addicted to the taste,
You are the obstacle I am glad I faced,
There's a true mystery in your eyes,
And the Struggles that you faced made you wise,
My heart tries to understand,
Without over stepping the borders into uncharted land,
I want to know you through and through,
Because what we have is new and true,
Don't forget it when I say,
That you make my everyday a day.
'The dead leaves of a family tree will decompose into compost and nourish the souls of the family down to it's roots so don't dwell on the deceased because they are still with you...'