RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

In later years, sitting in an easy chair, remembering the
beauty of our love touching us both unconditionally, now
living for one another through the years on edges of life.
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Reaching for heaven through melodies of life, steadily beating
hearts never to remain in the same place, meant to always keep
moving on.
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Chasing lights and colors of rhythms flowing through
the atmosphere, their steady beats hitting against
this musical brain.
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Your heart has gotten mine entwined within yours, giving it
an unconditional and beautiful love.

Soul singing with an intense passion for you my dear, our
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Heart flying into rhythms of yesterday's melodies, bringing
back titillating feelings, desires and passion for one an-
other.
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Sounds of derision flowing, being spouted by communistic demo-
crats and their socialism bent, wishing they would just dis-
appear into the woodwork like the cockroaches they truly are.
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Cavorting through fields of reflective glass and mirrors,
finding a way into rhythmic pleasure playing through their
colors, taking mind into depths of innate wisdom and knowledge.
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Climbing mountains of self-esteem, finding footholds that in-
crease inner strength with ingenuity and creativeness, totally
finding an equality and justice of freedom and liberty.
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Sitting in depths of desert dimensions, glimpsing cacti and
desert life through tunnels of memories from the past, tour-
ing dusty trails ridden on horseback in days of yesteryear.
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Reasons of being seem to be many, but when focused upon are
bound to be just one, for God is the essence and creator of
all that ever was, has been and will be in the future.
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