RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Striking while the iron is still hot, that's when we always
seem to get together, lying alongside one another, watching,
seeing passion glittering in your eyes and mine.
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Living for times we can be together, wishing and wanting to
be held and loved every moment, taking our lives into the
wonder of our eyes.
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Slowly and steadily, taking dusty trails along unending
horizons, walking under a luminescent beauty, falling
delicately upon us at midnight.
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Turning and twisting, lights swirling in patterns of rhythms
as they entice music to continue changing through designs of
melodies.
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Singular and positive, an excellent mood being brightened
every moment with a delicate and enticing effervescence,
taking this mere poet's spirit into the best of life.
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Roads standing before us, wondering which direction to go,
taking into consideration our moods, attitudes and lively
existence as we two find our way in this wide world.
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Filling up spaces with many ideas and concepts, tracing and
following them into depths of imagination, incorporating
then into patterns and designs of interior rhythms.
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Rounding corners of life, seeing facets of greed, corruption
and evil around the world, hoping for it to dissipate and
leave our countries in peace.
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Showering life with sacrifices and suffering, giving lessons
to learn by, hoping to teach others how to have respect and
compassion in this life for people.
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Toasting one another on a good job done occasionally, filling
one with pride, expanding their egos, a little more each time,
yet a simple person, no matter how many times they are praised
and honored still remain the same.
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