Geoff Warden Poems

Early morning rise, she is still at rest,
the precious rose, unto which I am bless,
remembrance of late nights symphonic dance,
the change of life, orchestrated by her romance.
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You forget
I am human too
I have need too see
the warmth of that touch
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Watching her from a distance....she rests
Never knowing or feeling.......my eyes

In peace of silent slumber.....she nests
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A crisp cool night
Firesides blaze
and you wrapped in my arms.
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Her words
A visionary delight
Touches deep
hopes ember night
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I do believe Sir Knight
there has been an oversight
for your glove has crossed my cheek
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Deep in the candor of a foolish heart
the flame of your soul does ignite
deep in the hollow of my essence
I have learned of your luminous light
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Findings make it hard of recolection
Of that day you placed my first breath
Giving a name of differance and absolution
Placing the wish of your heart upon me
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The Autumn morn' awakes
leaves vibrantly cloth himself
taking chance upon winds
searching for new
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When you speak of forever,
be very sure you know the meaning,
for a very long, or seeming endless time,
seemingly without interruption, often and repeatedly,
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