Denis Martindale Poems

Course, it's no good telling you...
I mean, you don't care... You don't really, really care...
You're the busy one, the achiever...
The so-called 'successful' one...
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Oh, my! That kiss! And just for me! How cute, how sweet, how quaint!
I'm kinda lost... pure ecstasy! I hope that I don't faint!
Oh, gosh! One more! Upon my lips! Must be my lucky day!
Oh, wow! A third! My heartbeat dips - it almost slipped away!
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Rustle, little leaves above, rustle in the breeze...
Rustle, little leaves of love, rustle mid God's peace!
Rustle, every night and day, rustle every hour...
Rustle, rustle, come what may, rustle mid God's power!
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No girl saw I this fateful day - no kissing to be done!
When evening came, I paused to pray - romance had not been won!
And while I prayed, I nodded off - as I was prone to do!
And in my dream, I beg, don't scoff, the girl I kissed was YOU!
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God keeps a library up above
And there records Man’s thoughts on love!
The best are gentle, like a dove,
And warm and tender, like a glove...
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It is the sunrise once again - that special moment when
The light of heaven warms the morning flowers!
The chorus of the sparrows flies round and round like arrows
In celebration of the dawning hours!
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Remember the song, 'I'll Never Fall In Love Again'?
How about a Jerry Lewis film in which his character says,
'Love is more deadly than all the bombs in the world...'?
How about Scrooge who lost in love and watched his soul die?
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Come on, admit it! Yes, you are! You know it for a fact!
You know that you are quite the star! The number one class act!
Now don't be shy and don't be coy! Your beauty knows no bounds!
You turn the heads of every boy - The sight of you astounds!
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I'll not hunger for a fortune while others wait and starve!
Nor drink away the afternoon... Nor at the beggars laugh!
I challenge every soul on Earth to stand up for what's right!
To humbly pray for what has worth! No matter, day or night!
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Patience is a virtue, with courage all its own,
With strength as in a battle while standing all alone.
It bides its time, it sets its pace, it thinks before it acts.
It's not like he who thinks he knows or one who can't relax.
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