RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Wings of silver soaring in the atmosphere on shoulders of
heavenly angels who constantly keep watch over us here on
earth.
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Slinging arrows of cupid into the night, hoping to hit the
one I love, making them mine once again like years ago, al-
ways thinking of you, daydreaming, never letting go of your
image.
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Riding down roads of life, wandering in and out of phantoms,
playing in deserted opera houses of yesterday, now eclipsing
sensations that once were felt in the density of emotions.
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Red lights illuminating Wagon Yard like a fire starting to
burn within hearts filled with silent desires now climbing
walls of heart-like ivy.
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Flashes of light flickering in the darkness, catching sight
of crystal tears being reflected in their feelings, searing
membranes of what used to protect and keep us whole.
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Solemn and sacred are the delectable melodies of our love,
sending our minds soaring into figments of imagination as
they are created in imagery and brilliant masterpieces all
through the years.
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Watching the ocean from interior reflections left over
from yesterday, never letting them be forgotten.

Their inspirational rhythms taking this poet into many
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Shuffling feet in patterns of rhythm as hearts beat in
synch with echoes of whatever happens to climax in the
heavens above us.
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Feelings of romance delighting young lovers in the night,
giving them insight into the wonder of beings other than
themselves.
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Lying back thinking of you and I back in the day, both of
us filled with love and promise as we shared, danced, talk-
ed for hours into the night.
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