Just Me Reuter
Biography of Just Me Reuter
Life is truly like a bowl of cherries for I have tasted the sweet meat and have choked on the pits. My strength comes from my children, family and friends. The words that I write come straight from the heart, inspired by current circumstances of life.
Just Me Reuter Poems
I see it I crave it I reach for it
It Doesn'T Really Matter
Don’t ask me my name For it doesn’t really matter I’m here for your pride Strong and bold
The Night Sky
The night sky is a beautiful sight all though it's not very bright. There are stars in the sky
Bewitched by intense eyes. Elated by wanting smiles. Amazed by hearty laughter. Untamed by human trials.
The look Eyes searching the soul. The soul far beneath the surface. The surface normally hard and tough
brushes of all sizes strokes moistening the canvas soft bristles reaching every inch it is wet
He was my best friend He was my lover He was frustrated I couldn't help.
you could be quite the bull strong, powerful and well built in stature ready to find a heifer in heat the scent flowing up your nostrils
Her smile brightens the darkest of days blue eyes shining like the sun's rays. Her golden locks bouncing around her head
Blooms Of Passion And Pain
The garden was planted with love, passion, dreams and hope. Nuturing each blossom with tenderness and care. Allowing the sunshine to penatrate each petal, the rain to nourish each root. The garden bloomed, caressed with gentle breezes producing strong, healthy flowers, stamen and stems. The touch was soft, the fragrance intoxicating, the sight wonderous to behold.
The bulbs are planted side by side the dirt covered over in which they hide. They nourish each other to grow and bloom reaching higher and higher to escape the gloom.
He was my best friend
He was my lover
He was frustrated
I couldn't help.
He needed more
He wanted me
He wished for us
I couldn't help.