RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Wanting you this morning, tenderly, gently lying beside me,
holding me as our passion begins to grow so intensely as we
kiss, desires filling us both so immediately.
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Riding along on spheres of intellect shining into darkened
corners, allowing to see hidden thoughts shyly peeking out,
truth being tested through an intense curiosity and wonder.
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Slowly moving from one moment to another, not wanting to miss
a single detail as I watch intellect interpreting answers to
questions I've put to it in wonder.
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Everybody has a hungry heart, hoping for true love and un-
conditionally being loved for who we are innately, person-
ified by our feelings, being free and liberated.
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Reasons abound in life why we become depressed, lonely, feel
abandoned, many times it's due to death and loss of loved ones
being taken from us.
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Getting up every morning, listening to music and writing
poetry, living my dream and passion, fulfilling my future
destiny without question, enjoying it as I do so.
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Singling out details every moment, immediately fastening them
to what it is I want to say, never getting tired or bored as
I continue to write.
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Being tickled pink by your unconditional love my dear, feel-
ing so totally loved by you, making life so very pleasant as
I love you unconditionally in return.
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Listening to nature as it awakens around me, birds chirping,
flowers growing, wind blowing through the trees, making them
sway in rhythms with God's blessings.
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Lazily moving listening, finding thoughts dreamily washing
through intellect, watching them as they float through im-
agination's atmosphere, feeling light and carefree.
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