Because Of Our Love's Devotion
Was this but a ruse, with smoke and mirrors?
Was it all at once fashioned to properly deal
With: your prayers, hopes, dreams and fears-
All at one time-to evince unequivocally how you feel
About so many different facets of your life, most beauteous?
How did I fare then, in this test-was I steadfast and most duteous
In my regard for you-whilst remaining to mine own self, true?
Only you know what transpired, and knew what I would do;
You alone were the Master of your own fate
And allowed that I too, may more clearly create
Mine own life, from the scape of our dreams!
Though, unto the rest of the world, it seems
An unmitigated disaster, of epic proportions-
You-and now I-know, it was because of our love's devotion!
-Maurice Harris,26 January 2012
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When A Man Loves A Woman
When a man loves a woman, there is nothing he won't do;
He is vested with the strength to move mountains-it's true!
Whence found, true love allows that all his actions be toward one goal-
All a man truly wants is the one magical mate for his all-too-mysterious soul!
Promise a man your heart, you will get his and so very much more, in return;
His whole life shall become a duteous devotion to you and all with which you concern!
Share with a man your beauty and he will prove its might-even to you, though you disbelieve;
Share with this man your life-its magnificence shall be far more than either could ever conceive!
When a woman loves a man, there are no bounds to her steadfast devotion-
It will stand the test of time itself and see its way, even across the largest ocean!
From her heart comes her truth, his only choice-its obliged and humble acceptance;
He shall offer all he may as recompense, yet, it shall always seem a pittance!
Where there is love, truth, beauty and wisdom abound;
When there is love, its power and resplendence doth truly astound!
Maurice Harris,8 May 2010
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Amazing Grace
Met did we, in another time, another place,
Not ready to make regard with her amazing grace!
Now and ever more, dreams now not needed-
My prayer for her requite, now again heeded!
She is with me, though many miles are between,
The joy I now feel, ne'er before have I seen!
She is my seraphic beauty, though would deny-
Yet, this quivering heart of mine doth this, belie!
Fortuitous beyond measure am I, indeed-
The complete capture of my heart, I do concede!
I am witness to her amazing grace,
She: cause for the smile ever on my face;
Everywhere I go, everything I do-
There is my love, so beauteous and true!
Maurice Harris,3 September 2009
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Pride Robs Faith
If you are not careful, Pride may rob you of Faith-
And what was once beauteous, may become again, a wraith!
This is a lesson that God, not I, does teach-
I merely exhort you to listen, -your heart's attention I do beseech!
Do not allow that Pride may rob you of that for which you aspired-
Nor, rob you of the life and love, that you have always desired!
Pride is surely one of the Seven Deadly Sins-
Yet, the lesson is not over because this knowledge begins
To settle into the fabric of your life-
Nor, will it, by the Glorious Day, I make you my Wife-
No, no Beloved-it's a lesson Heavenly Father teaches over a lifetime;
I gift you now: both the Glory and the Rhyme
Of mine own heart, in aid to Him, in this regard;
Embrace this ardor, this love, you once threatened to discard!
-Maurice Harris,26 January 2012
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Only I Know You (An Ode To faith)
God said to me: 'My Beloved Son, go now to this place,
So that you may begin to fashion more dreams, and begin to erase
The blight of fears that has built up inside
The Angel I have gifted to thee-do not run, do not hide
And allow both of your deepest aspirations to fade
To inconsequence-this is the move that must be played!
Go on your faith, and all else you have dreamt shall come to be;
But first, you must show the world that you have come to Me-
Both in heart and mind, and with your entire soul;
Prove that Mine are the only Virtues that you extol.
And then, Beloved Son, all other answers to prayers shall be gifted,
And your ever-inspired trinity shall be uplifted.
This Cherub shares your dreams-and I shall show her
That your collective aspirations are one and the same-
I shall do this with My Hand, and in My Name-
Because, as I know you, I too know her.
I shall gift to her all that I do to you, contrariwise;
All in due time, she too shall come to realize
That, though your dreams may cause her to be freightened-
They are her dreams too, and shall see her soul heightened
Beyond what could have ever been fathomed-in ways that only I may see;
As I am the Truth, and the Way-only I may be
The same for both of you-and I shall continue to show you,
That only you know each-as to both, only I know you! '
-Maurice Harris,9 February 2012
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My Ultimate Earthly Destination
I have arrived at my Ultimate Earthly Destination,
And I know I have done so, without expectation
That my hopes and dreams would, an answer find-
Heavenly Father: 'Thou Art far too kind
In Thine remembrance of of me, in my time of need;
All mine prayers have been answered-You saw to their heed!
Graciously and Humbly, I proffer mine gratitude
For the Beneficence with which You gifted these Beatitudes;
All mine Faith, and all mine Strength has gained Reward-
For Thee, all mine life, I shall e'er spread Your Word:
For Thou Art, Lord and Savior, for all the world,
And in all Thine Children, Thou hath unfurled-
As to me, in the most real way-a love for every other-
Where I may love a Sister as a Sister, and a Brother as a Brother!
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Most Precious Love
This wondrous feeling of love, impending;
Our's is a story without bound or an ending!
Whatsoever the form, no matter the fashion,
My outward expression of amorous awe, I am not willing to ration!
Birds now sing a more melodious tune,
No matter of time shall be too much, nor too soon!
Heaven's proffer is now my fortune-
The sweet song of my elation-all shall croon!
Time, after time, I give pause, to ensure it is real-
Not even God Himself saw fit, to prepare me for how I feel!
I suppose He meant it, to add to its might-
I am ever-obliged to Him, for my heart's delight!
As though fashioned directly from my dreams,
Is this beauty divine, whose presence seems
Embedded within my very soul-
One with whom, I could happily grow old!
I have no means of recompense, oh Lord-
No matter of explication of same, nary a word;
Mine is a gifting, most fortuitous indeed-
My fiercely guarded heart has now been freed!
I defy anyone to draw like comparison
To the love I now feel, or its beauteous garrison!
I could wait 1,000 millenia, yet, none would gather-
All may ruminate long and thoughtfully, but rather
Than present a gifting of like compare,
They too would succumb to defeat, vis-a-vis, this dare!
Remember, if naught else, m'lady, most beauteous-
Our's is a most precious love, to which I shall remain duteous!
Maurice Harris,13 April 2010
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Lest You Forget
I ponder the depths of your myriad emotion
Whilst aware of your unconditional devotion!
Do you, as I, awake to find your glorious dream
Is ever more beauteous than even it did seem?
Does your heart tremble upon our love's contemplation?
Does it provide cause for your soul's celebration?
Can you feel my presence though many miles separate us?
Do you know what a tremendous part in such fate was?
Are the sounds of common birds singing now more melodious?
Does your heart brim with love, yet remain commodious?
Should you not give all when all has been given to thee?
Such is the myriad majestic emotions you have given to me!
Might you know just how much your love does mean?
Lest you forget, a beauty such as your's-mine eyes have never seen!
Maurice Harris,9 November 2008
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For US, His One Plan
You said very recently: 'We are waiting for you! '
I am here, through an Inspired Act of God, Beloved-now what do I do?
And you also said: , 'My.... what do I say to such loving thoughts? ? ? ? ? ? You know how I feel....',
Yes, yes I do Beloved, now ask yourself, how might I deal,
Knowing that you and I are so very close, and I, needing you so very much-
Am left in your own back yard, lacking your tender touch,
When we have BOTH expressed many times, OUR desires for same;
I do not besmirch you, nor do I now, or ever, attempt to assess blame-
I merely need to feel the warmth, and know again, the solace-
Of your much-anticipated, many-ways-aspired, loving embrace!
You have expressed an ardent desire, to be: 'to be the first voice I hear when I awake';
To you, I retort, with: 'Away, away, doth the mere thought of being near to you, my breath, take! '
You have said many times to me: 'You capture my soul, Moe...that is not easy to do! ';
'You had captured mine soul many years years ere, Beloved! ', is my reply, to you!
You have said: 'I love you', on many occasions, though this shocked even YOU!
I have always been been amazed and comforted by the same, every time you do;
Never have I asked anything of you; you just gave it to me, because you DO love me-
In fact, I KNOW in no uncertain terms, even BEFORE you read this, you think of me
Most fondly, as you have never before, with regard to any other man,
Because you KNOW that this IS God's Work, and NO other plan
Has been hatched or schemed, to 'rescue you', or 'our relationship'-
Our's has ALWAYS, and ever been a wholly, symbiotic partnership,
Where you Gift me all I have ever needed, wanted, all that for which I have prayed-
And all the fears you know have of YOUR own dreams, have only just delayed
Those very same dreams from meeting with wondrous fruition!
You and I are one another's life-long, much-dreamt ambition,
For both one another, and for each-WE are the dream come true
For all who love each of us individually, as well as both of us, combined;
Our life, our love, our hopes, our dreams-have always and ever been intertwined
With one another's, as is evidenced by all the 'history' we two will ALWAYS share;
Your fear caused you to try to extinguish this, but you cannot dare,
As you know as well as I-THIS is REAL, TRUE, AND AMAZING-
THIS awe-inspiring, fear-inducing, crazy LOVE, that is raising
OUR hopes, dreams, and ambitions ever higher than even WE ever conceived-
Yet, each time, and together-WE have had the Faith, where perhaps others disbelieved,
What we have ALWAYS known to be His Truth for us, about us, and through us-
NOW is the moment WE have been waiting for OUR entire lives-He knew us
Before ever we knew ourselves-He alone knew all along what we both came to know,
And He alone knew what He would do; what He would need from us; and what He would show
To the entire world at this very Blessed moment in BOTH our Earthly lives;
Heavenly Father 'does not roll dice', as Einstein once said-nor surely contrives
Events as He has for us, for no reason at all; He is using BOTH you and me,
To show those who may still need persuasion, the 'When, How, Who, and Why' of the WE-
His Most Blessed and Most Loved-we now LIVE His Answer right now,
Though you KNOW this is the Truth, you do not know quite how
To embrace it, as you are still in utter disbelief-
Come with me Beloved, and through me, shed the Grief
Of your very own fragile heart, to re-claim the heart you already possess-unafeared
Of your dreams realization! Have you, I wonder, peered
Into same, to ensure its guard, to prepare it for the Wonder that awaits it! ?
I KNOW that you have Beloved, through your actions of late, it
Is blatantly obvious that your decision remains steadfast, and resolute-
You simply MUST heed the Call of Your Heart-it otherwise does not compute,
That you would simply throw away your desires, your wants and the Answers to YOUR Prayers!
THAT is how I KNOW you SHALL live the Life of Wonder with YOUR Beloved, that another only dares-
To conceive! You are the most Inspiring, Faithful, Beautiful, Strong, and Graceful Lady, I have ever known-
This is Seen by Heavenly Father too-this is why He gifts YOU the Greatest Gift He has ever Shown
To the world, namely, the Love you feel in your closely-guarded heart-He NEEDS your Faith more than ever!
THIS is merely the Storm Before The Calm I have spoken of ere, in rhyme-YOU surely CAN weather,
This or any other-AND, you play Mother Nature right now-YOU can make the sky shine resplendently-
Though you do not now, nor have you ever had to, work all alone, independently
Of The Mate For Your Soul, Travel Partner, or Bucket Man-sikerly, they are all One man-
I am 'he', and 'he' is I-God-and WE-may work together to ensure for US, His One Plan!
-Maurice Harris,4 February 2012
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My Love's 'Deja Vu
Many fond memories have I, of my youth's yesterday,
Though days long gone by, felicitous memories do stay!
My jollity of today, for as many as there may be-
Each day, next, my dreams are closer to reality!
Many wishful thoughts have I, of my tomorrows,
Mere thought of thee doth wipe away and all sorrows!
Much time hath seen we, betwixt last we had met,
Though know not did we, our fates would reconnect!
A powerful, yet foreign sensation, did overwhelm,
With the power of an unimaginably beauteous emotion, at the helm!
Whence first I allowed gifting of mine own heart,
I had no knowledge that its home lay wherest it did start!
I do live, but for to love and cherish but one,
No means of resistance have I, only may I relish what comes!
Maurice Harris,8 January 2010
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This Luminescence
So long as I may be capable of respiration,
Thou shan't e'er be wanton for admiration:
I shall trumpet thine beatitude to the world, entire-
Thou art the dream, to which I most ardently aspire;
Mine whole life had been, of true love, devoid-
Until that fateful day, when again deployed
Was the promise that we envisioned many years ago-
Long dormant, this luminescence is once again, aglow!
That which burns so beauteous and bright,
Shan't be disregarded, to fleet from sight
Before its brilliance may be properly appreciated;
A love deferred is a love never satiated:
I owe it to you, and you owe it to me,
To take this chance, to see what we may be!
-Maurice Harris,17 February 2011
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My Loving Truth
Mine is a lady surely not prime for her own beauty-
To ensure she be attestant to same, my solemn duty!
One wish have I for my beloved-to show her in no uncertain terms
All the resplendence she doth possess and my heart affirms!
Certainly, she must know all the jollity she doth endue;
Indubitably, she is all my hopes and dreams come true-
Yet, beyond humility, she disbelieves what doth obviate-
If but she could, her sense of self would surely ameliorate!
I want for this more than any, due my love and fidelity-
God willing, one day, she will meet this with amenability;
If but only I could evince my heart's magnificent glory
Directly to her, without having to tell it, by way of a story-
Then her convincing would be assured, ne'er belittled-
Until then, my loving truth ensures her own esteem is gentled!
Maurice Harris,20 November 2009
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My True Self's Resplendent Re-presentation
Tattered remnants remain of a life, once so very blessed-
Fractured aspirations only-of the life I once possessed;
I have known too much heartbreak to explicate with mere word-
My lamentation's echo-the most thunderous bellow I've ever heard!
I stand not before thee with hope of pity for my poignant grief,
Should I want at all, it's only for my grieving heart's long-sought relief!
I have sought even His most gracious consult many, many a time-
My Father: 'How might a man ever become for this lacking, prime? '
I have searched for solace and a life, again, most beauteous-
To this and what may come of it, I remain steadfast and duteous!
An epiphanous enlightenment, an inestimable, empyreal rediscovery-
Their duality, married one day as a unity, essential for my recovery!
An expedited odyssey perhaps, yet still-always my true destination-
With bated breath, I await my true self's resplendent re-presentation!
Maurice Harris,19 June 2010
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I Now Live 'Innocently
I now live innocently at your back door,
I now await the wonder that is us, to fully restore;
I now know fully, the forces which led me to this place-
Now, all my dreams are missing, is: the smile upon your face,
The melodious sound of your voice,
And the rest of your Angelic presence, near;
Neither one of us has been given a choice
In all the prescient circumstances which led here;
But, here we are anyway-closer to our dreams fulfilled;
It has never been in our hands, but by God, willed;
Never, in a lifetime of years, could I fathom what was done-
But, now I know a single Truth, and that is OUR love!
Deny, deny-all you like, but you only deceive yourself-
Once honest with me, and others-THEN only, may you believe yourself!
-Maurice Harris,27 January 2012
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My Life's Destiny
I anxiously await rendezvous with my life's destiny;
She hath seen mine own heart, now shall-the rest of me!
An Angel hath called for me-yet, am I prime?
I feel my heart's true exaltation, for the very first time!
I shall present for thee, my beloved: myself, true;
I shan't prevaricate, not even slight- I do so adore you:
Mine eyes have seen glorious, inspired beauty,
Yet, to secern for the world, your's-my God-given duty!
Be not afeared, I shall covet thee as I would, my own wife;
I proffer aegis-I shall protect thee and thine as I do, my own life!
Naught could be more lovely, no more pleasance may be,
Your grace-the most resplendent light, shining brightly, for me!
This magnificent mirth I feel in my soul, naught could portend!
I shall love thee ever more my beloved, as time doth wend!
Maurice Harris,12 March 2010
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The Gift, Given; The Life, Striven.
I cannot stay asleep, my soul is stirring like it has, ne'er before;
My heart is alive again, as though it were not e'er, before;
My mind is racing, there is so much I wish to impart,
My lips are quivering, as they wait for my mouth to start
Speaking with the beloved source of all this beauteous agitation-
The entirety of my existence is wholly duteous, to the vocation
That is adoration of same-I am not able to explicate this any more;
Though, I do know however, that as time wends, there shall be many more
Reasons for this adoration, as time and love collect them, as gifts, to me;
I await this verity of my heart to meander back-as I hope it shifts to me
Once again, to never fall asunder again; this is all that, for which my heart,
Mind, and soul most ardently hope-the only way that each may possibly cope
With this most profound loss-as now I have only to keep the faith, and hope
For what I know is to be-my long-sought-for life-to finally start!
-Maurice Harris,14 January 2012
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How Much Must I endure?
'How much must I endure? ' I say to thee-
'How long must I bide? ', for the Glorious Day, to be,
'When I may count amongst many a Blessing-
The moment when, at long last, our lips are caressing
Each, the others-and other moments, about which WE dream?
When might we each truly discover our soul's redeem? '
'How much must I endure? ', you say, to me-
'How long must I bide, for the Glorious Day, to be,
When I am allowed to actualize that to which I aspire?
At what point do I get to realize my every desire? '
'Now, Precious Children of Mine! ', booms a Voice, from Above-
'The Time is NOW Beloveds, for Your Eternal Love! '
-Maurice Harris,26 January 2012
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Life's Guiding Light
Should I not come back, please know
I did not leave you, alas, I had to go-
For it is not mine own free choice:
Without contrition, truth is my voice!
I am with you still, you need only aspire,
You are with me yet, naught could expire;
Time and distance separate us ne'er-
I shall never leave you, this I swear!
I shall be the beauty you partake,
In your dreams, whilst you're awake;
I may take for you any form:
A soothing thought, keeping you warm,
Future's assurance, each day more bright,
Perchance, even your life's guiding light!
Maurice Harris,27 September 2009
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My Dreams Need Not Die (A Bittersweet Valentine)
If I were not meant to be here right now,
Then, please explain to me just quite how
I did come to be here in the manner and time
That I have; just because you are, again, not prime-
Because you now battle the inner demons which curse you-
This does not mean MY dreams need die, and I, not pursue
All MY aspirations, which allow Answer to all MY Prayers!
Dreams and Hopes are only fulfilled by the heart that dares
Be Faithful, in the face of overwhelming obstacles, and disbelief;
I have always been same, yet now, you give me grief,
When you asked exactly this of me, so recently;
Regrettably, your senselessly afeared mind treats me indecently,
Because I represent all you have ever wanted, but will not let live;
All you need is the gift of your open heart-one that your afeared mind, will not let give!
-Maurice Harris,14 February 2012
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Do Not Look Away
Do not look away from the bright, shining star
That serves as the only source of light-
Leading you from the darkness, where you are,
To give you purpose, and all His Righteous Might!
Your dreams are your's, and your's alone;
They are for only you to decide, and to own;
I can only show you the Truth of mine
And marry them with your's, to combine
Two of Heavenly Father's most Highly Coveted,
To form a union-such that no other measures up to it!
Only in your time, decided by Heavenly Father's Divinity,
Will you allow us to bring together our natural affinity
For one another, in a way befitting our ardor-
You have fought this love your whole life, and with time, it only gets harder!
-Maurice Harris,16 February 2012
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My Dream Girl
In my dreams she will always be my Dream Girl
Her love is my desired dream
Love, her love, will forever be my desire
Since, with her I feel so complete.
Mine, she is mine and I mean it
Even though, the reality has stolen her away from me
Still, in my dreams I will dream about her
Life, does not have answers to all our problems
Crying, cannot solve anything
That is why I am praying for her well being with the true feelings of my heart
Love her I do so much
Even she knows it and nothing is her fault
I love her so much, since she cared about me when nobody else even thought about me
She is a perfect soul and I love her so much
Till, the last breath of mine, she will be only mine
Even though just in my dreams, only in my dreams.
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