Michele Clucas

What love is

Love grows, it does not repress
Love is happiness and sadness, not anger and jealousy
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A storm ravages my senses
Drives away my thoughts
The moment stretches
Desire a flaming thirst – unbearable
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If I could but spend the time left me – under
The Willow tree- to bring my soul some peace –
To allow me to breath
To give me that which would make me free
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Your kiss which left me breathless
Allowing my heart to beat its own song

Your unexpected hug from behind
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Why does time so harshly treat
Those bare to its cold stabbing touch
We wake when we are born, we sleep when we die
But we find happiness only by the whim of time’s cruel march!
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I can hear each dropp as it strikes the leaves
Running silver over green –
Gently dropping to the ground below;
The silent whisper of the wind
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The final embrace of sun and moon
The memory of night - breathes the hope of noon
Stars nestling deep into that velvet keep
Time flows on - Winds whisper sweet
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Wind whispering, carrying the sweet scent of life
Moments of silence allowing the sounds of birds to fly
Sunlight dappled by shade, moving with the breeze
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The darkness closes in – Extending for an eternity
I start losing myself, light but a distant memory-
Slowly fading as the black conquers every moment,
The past, this present, my future!
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Each set of eyes has its own story-
Its fears, joys and heartache
Glimmering in each, crowding out all
The hope of something new-
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A small touch, the briefest brush
A whisper, a secret shared
The smile sparkling in their eyes
A moment shared
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Time passes, a game of tag -
Between the sun and moon
Dark and light -like my soul
Fighting to keep control
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So many links in the chain,
Anchoring my love for you!
Gentle brown eyes - intelligence burning within
Tender heart - compassion flowing, passion smouldering
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Happiness often mentioned -
Words flowing, eyes shining!
In truth the rarest gem
Burning and flawless
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A gift I was given
So simple, so wonderful
Silver lined with gold
Friend and Lover
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Dreams of my soul -
Whispering sadness, yelling joy!
Each moment; its words unique
Yet the story yearns escape,
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Life's hills roll on into the distance
The road flowing,
Each uphill ended by sunshine
Each valley, rest and respite -
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So fleeting - each melting into the next
So silent, the passage of time slips by – unnoticed, uncaring
Happiness into sadness
Anger into tranquillity
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I call out - silence answers
Day by day,
Moving through life
I sleep, I wake
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Moonlight of silver, sunshine of gold.
Weaving these chains to bind and to hold
One becomes two, my lover so true
The heart will remain as always the same
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