Here is the poem I wrote for today while talking to somebody that said they have never"used" another person.We all use others, but do not have to do it in a bad way, symbiosis is the goal.When I tell you that I will love you eternallyCan't you tell I do not want you to belong to me,but rather need you to be the most important partof my very being, I have given you my heart.How could I ever live without you here in my lifefor you are my true motivation in times of strife.There are very many ways that you I will use,for guidance, inspiration, and as my beautiful muse;to help me become a better person through the daysand making my life happier in so many ways.I can only hope that I can do the same for youand together we can make all life's dreams come true.So take my hand now and let us join our lives as oneand keep a vow to be that way until life is done.Then as we pass from this life into eternitywe will then face it as one forever, you and me.
Here is your poem of the day, dear lady.Upon some subjects I have been known to wonder,but there is one that I so often find that I do ponder.I wonder when and why disposable we all became,to many now just a number without your name?We are now Human Resources instead of Personneland there are other things that the story does tell.People now call all the others they know a friend,but know that they will not be there until the end.Wierd terms like"Starter Marriage" now do existadmitting before that their love will never persist.Whatever happen to having a love for all your loveand understanding forever as husband and wife?It makes sense there are so many broken-heartedknowing nobody will miss you when you're departed,for if disposable is the way that others you do seesurely the condemning term must also apply to thee!
Here is the poem of the day day dear lady. I wrote it after talking to a lady who did not understand that her true lies within.To some you are not the fairest to ever walk this landI know to some your looks seem a bit dull or blandfor some prefer models like in all those magazinesothers some famous actress playing out her scenesWell they are more than welcome to have their fantasybut none of them could compare to my joyous reality of having a lovely angel like you here to share my lifereality becomes fantasy when you become my wife.So let the dreamers dream and have their fantasyand I will live mine out as long as you are with meand when time here has passed for you and me,we will then still have each other for all of eternity.
The poem of the day, dear lady.I often just sit and wonder"what do you see in me?"how could even a friendship with such an angel be?What is it that you seem to sense that others do feel?It overwhelms to the point that i wonder if you're real.Will I awaken in the morning to find myself all alone,crying my heart out over where and why you've gone?Or has fate finally smile on me for being a good manand sent to me an angel that will love and understan'?I guess the future will show what happens and how,I am going to relish life and love in the here and now.All say that you are an angel standing here with mebut when I look in the mirror I wonder what you see.
Here is my daily poem, dear lady.You walk among the clouds, here within my mindI know that anytime I wish it is there that i will findyou in all your exquisite beauty and charming gracelovely image of wind strewn hair across your face.The sunlight softly casting shadows on your formand highlight the outline of your lips soft and warmI can see it as it reflects across your glistening hair a picture of feminine perfection always standing there.Such beauty no man could even hope to ever possesbut will always wish to keep, to hold, and to caressHeaven can make miracles and wonders it is trueand now I know the devil can make true beauty too.
I wrote this poem last night after talking to a guy on here that met a woman online that played him.I hopped upon the internet and not true love to ever seekmore out of curiosity, just wanting to have a quick peekI have met some people there from all over this grand earthand a few have become close friends, for what it's worthI have counseled people from far away and others nearall most need is someone that will not judge to lend an earjust a trusted shoulder to cry on when life gets too tougha sympathetic soul that'll listen when they have had enoughI never thought about thing like if their profile was realbecause their pain and emotions were, that I could feelThen one day quite unexpectedly I happened upon youand now I find myself wondering all the time"What is true?""What do you want in life and what are you trying to do?""Is that exquisite picture that mesmerizes me really you?""Have I been seduced from afar by your grace and charm?""Why am I thinking these things and will you do me harm?""Is there any chance that you wonder these things too?"rather the answer is yes or no, what is it that I should do?What about you that has somehow worked it's way inside should I now run away or is it already too late to try to hide?I can sense the hurt and pain that you have been through,but is all the rest of what your profile shows really you?If it is not, can I believe anything that you have to say?and mostly"What am I to do if you do not feel this way?"
You tell me that you love me, but how do I know for sure,is there any way known that can show your love is pure?Is it a matter of faith that I must just assume to be truemust I go through life hoping that I am still loved by you?I always do my best to show you how much I truly careit is my every thought to make you happy and be therein hopes that you will never have a doubt about my love.I always want you to think of me as a gift from up above.I see all the things that you do for me and do appreciate,I worry so much that I will miss a sign until it is too late.We all have heard of the man who has sex just beforethen he leaves his house to go out and find some whore.There are women that will kiss their husband and thenthey will head off to have sex with some strange men.So I am left to wonder if there is a sure way to ever know that your partner will be faithful and still loves you so?
Now I taste the bitter salty tears of loneliness once againspending days suffering alone and nights of unending pain,drowning in the regrets that I myself am truly guilty of,allowing this battered heart to once again hope for love.The days are filled with with longing ripping at my heartand nights with intolerable anguish while we are apart.How could I ever dare to play Russian Roulette with love,to put all of my trust in the mighty powers from up above.It seems that I must now pay for my ignorance and pridewith an eternity of constant torment coming from inside,destroying bit by bit my confidence in my every thought and leaving an abyss in me instead of the love I sought
What is it my noble heart that makes you now hesitateYou have been acting more and more strange as of lateAfter having taken me through childhood and the warwhy do you choose to fail me as you never have beforeHow is it that you falter after what you've been through?Why do you let a lady like her have such an effect on you?Why is it that when nothing ever gave you a real scare,she can manage to do it with tenderness and gentle care?You know that it only the pain of when love is untruenot really this beautiful lady that truly does scare you.Steady up and make yourself ignore the chance of painfor if she is all she seems there is happiness to gain.
T.G.I.F. LOVE 
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