RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sensual and tender, gently feeling your kisses touching
my lips and spirit, energizing me completely never want-
ing to be separated from you.
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Touching me so softly, rhythms blending with poetical
rhymes, soaring into depths of intellect.

Carousing and benefitting from this interior beauty
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Appearing in reflections, images taunting me with their
mysterious looks, finding the very within of my being
where I hide poetically and silently.
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Stepping into other dimensions, finding a life that I
prefer, poetical and musical, standing always on edges
nothing to deter me from what I want in life.
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Playing within, many rhythms beating against thoughts
that flow unendingly, amazing and tenderly touching
the very within of my being.
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Reality fighting to hold it's place in our world, because
too many people are building fantasies of a one world order,
a mistake of huge proportions.
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What makes me happy is being in your arms, closely,
being held while you are loving me completely, the
way only you can do.
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Lost, walking in the rain, blackened night, not even the
stars can be seen tonight, wishing and wanting to find
my way to you once again.
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Knowing nothing, yet living in this nothingness without
you, baby, hoping to find my way through this atmosphere,
distraught, immobile, not rising to any occasion.
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Shadows crawling over the ceiling thinking I can't see
them sneaking into my vision of this night, taking steps
to protect myself from their darkened traps and webs of
deceit.
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