I Am The Mate For Your Soul (Do Not Fear Me)
If only time could be undone;
Then, the mistakes of time ere
May find correction, until there were none.
Time could be rewound, to where
My heart allowed fear to lead it
And I could erase my biggest mistake.
My heart would tell your's that I need it,
So that I may finally live the life I've tried to make
For myself, for so very, very long!
Of course, I would need your cooperation,
To re-light the flame, once so very strong.
Much time has been given, to much mentation
Upon this very subject-long and deep I've pondered!
You and I were supposed to be-
But sadly, I was too afeared, and squandered
The vision that my eyes were supposed to see!
It is said: 'it is never too late';
Perhaps we were meant to wait
Until now-maybe it was fated
That we meet again, and created
A complete canvas, for a second chance
At a consumate consortium-a romance
Betwixt the mates for each other's souls!
You are the vision that my heart extols
In both reality and aspiration-
My all-consuming amorous vocation!
My beloved, though I have never told you,
I love you more than anything I may ever say!
I know not, if again I'll ever hold you
In my arms-though, in my dreams, I've imagined the day!
We are drawn to one another yet again;
Perhaps we were just not ready then,
So, for reasons we do not fully comprehend,
God brought us back to one another, so we may amend
What was once an incomplete, all-too-brief love affair;
Now I am ready, and naught may scare
Me away this time-though, am I too late?
I know you love me, yet would never ask me to wait-
You are too noble-you would rather lie
To your own heart, yet I ask 'why? '.
Do not accept a life that is uninspired
Because our own circumstances conspired
Against us so many years ago.
You cried, as have I, allowing tears to flow
Only when alone and in the dark of night,
So that your vulnerability remained out of sight.
Do not cry any longer, for our love, lost-
Our dreams may still be, no matter of cost
To that which we believe we have built;
The fragrant flower that is our love may begin to wilt
If too much time is spent on altruism-
The verity of your heart is the only truism
That should really concern you now.
If cannot provide for it, then you should learn to, now,
Before it begins to wither, then die!
If you do not allow it to come hither-then, 'why? '
Would be the question I would pose.
Believe me beloved, the requisite love shows
Through, whenever you are near me.
I am the mate for your soul, do not fear me!
Maurice Harris,14 August 2011
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From A Dream, To A Reality
The time for fanciful fantasization has passed;
Our time has arrived, at long last-
Our future together may begin as you command-
Come to me my beloved, take my hand
And we shall learn to fly together
As we embrace what remains of forever!
Much thought has gone into this offer-
Be not, to this imagined miracle, a scoffer;
Before an answer may pass your lips,
Think of the potential of our unpursued relationship-
All that it may have been, if only we had tried;
Think of the magic we have, before you decide
To keep this inspired romance under continued coffer-
Think of this as your 'can't lose, can't refuse' offer!
We know how our hearts feel after our brief romance,
So why not allow each the benefit of a real chance
At love, unfettered by outside influence? !
Let us allow our souls their long-sought confluence!
I have closed mine eyes, in heightened mentation,
And used all the power of my imagination,
To conjure up the image of what a lady need be,
And time after time, you are all I ever see!
I implore you to do the very same:
Try to provide your ideal mate, a face and a name-
If indeed the answer is no surprise to me,
Then my beloved, allow our reprise, to be!
Our history provided us with much assurance,
Now with our ardor, we may begin a romance,
About which we have always dreamed!
Then only, may the mistake of our timing be redeemed;
Be not afeared my beloved, my friend-
No matter what, I will remain in the end,
Faithful, abiding, grateful and true-
I have no choice, I love you!
Maurice Harris,10 July 2011
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Consideration Of The Fear Of The Mate For Your Soul
Have you not stopped, to consider I may also be scared to death! ?
Perhaps it is because, neither one of has truly taking life's first breath-
And shall not, until our hearts' verity is addressed in the way it is due;
Perchance my beloved, be not afeared any longer of your heart's call-
For, it is what you have awaited for so very long-as I have awaited you,
To lift the curtain off the heartache that has been my heart's pall
For so very long-I am forever in your debt, not for precisely what you did,
But for the resultant of your actions as they are now; As you were afeared, you hid
Behind a veil of secrecy, to protect yourself from further harm, as others hurt you!
As you have been terse in the recent past, I may be, in a different way, curt too!
Now that we are no longer burdened by our past, each, contrariwise-
Perhaps now beloved, you shall begin, in your own way, to realize:
Fear may cause many actions or inactions, to keep certain things secret-
But, the only truth that emerges from this arcanum is love-you could not keep it
Under wraps any longer, and it needed to emerge from the coccoon of your heart's coffer,
Where until its escape, it remained so very closely guarded; Now though, this proffer
Of love sans pareil, may not be masked from this world-all now know of its strength;
One more truth may escape you though, which is: no matter of distance, nor of length
Of time, I shall be here waiting to help you realize that the this love is the fortitude
You believe you lack-then only beloved, shall you truly see this love, and the necessitude
It imparts, to both you and your heart: namely, you simply must beat back the nemesis that is fear,
And allow to blossom further, the ardor of your own heart, that for always, is near!
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Take Your Time
Take your time, your dreams have not altered;
Take your time, to address what faltered
That caused you to let go of these aspirations;
Soon, you will discover many illusions
Were played by your then-afeared mind,
And that you would do well to leave them behind.
Trust in yourself, it will all come back into focus-
It is the natural order of things, not some hocus-pocus,
Merely the way that your life is supposed to be.
Gradually, you shall see again, as you were supposed to see-
Not clouded by undue fright and irrationality,
And that time is the best anti-dote for this failure's causality.
Time heals all, including a fear made very real
By confabulation, that caused you to feel
That there must be something to the impediment
That you placed in the way of your dreams and their embodiment.
Take your time, analyze it every step of the way;
Take your time, think for a moment, of the day
Before it all started to 'come apart':
Think of the way you felt in your closely-guarded heart.
Dissect everything that was said and done;
Nary do any of them stand the test of time or truth-not one!
Your dreams are your's, and your's alone:
They are the only thing that you really ever own;
So, why not again believe in their verity! ? !
Only then will you see again, with clarity
Of purpose, and absolute truth of heart;
Only then can you begin again, to impart
To yourself, the reality of your dreams.
Take your time; all is never as it seems
To be, under the fog of frenzied fright.
Your dreams shall again make themselves right,
If you believe in the way you remember
You felt, that glorious day in December,
Before it was all taken from your sight,
To haunt you, as a spectre, in the night.
Take your time, your dreams are the only truth you possess-
This is the awe-inspiring gift of God's Bless!
-Maurice Harris,10 August 2012
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Imagine A World...
Imagine a world-one like you've given to me,
Where you are too afeared to be all you've striven to be:
A world where fear of an implausible future event
Becomes more important than our erstwhile love-Heaven sent,
Both in literal and figurative terms-your dream's fruition;
The complete embodiment of your life's ambition:
To find a mate for your incomparably beautiful soul-
This is what you have allowed to wither-what fear stole
From both you and me, on that fateful day before Christmas last.
You will never find this love again if you keep living in the past,
You protect yourself by pretending that it was never real,
Yet, only we two know how it is that you truly feel-
Even now, as I scribe these poignant words as tribute
To a love that naught may replace-a conviction made more resolute
With the passage of time and space from this love's loss.
You promised me that you would never again cross
The heart of mine, that loves you most completely-
Yet you betrayed both of them since that day, most repletely
And tragically, with your choice to shutter with fear.
My heart's ardor is surely real, and lives right here,
Waiting for its inspiration to appear once again:
I shall never again truly love until then.
This choice is not, and has never been, mine-
Will you continue to ignore your own, and further confine
Yourself to the mediocrity of what you allowed to be,
Or will you embrace the love you once avowed, to be! ?
You possess no basis in your fear's reality toward me,
So, why not stop looking back-look forward, to be
All that He wants for you-all that we may provide, together.
You once were so very sure-why not again decide to never
Again cede to fear, but only to love as only I know you can! ?
Fear only leads to loneliness-the heart's tragic isolation
From the one mate that provides it with inspiration:
To accept fear's determination is to ban
The heart's capacity for love, and accept mediocrity;
The human heart is made to love, anything else is hypocrisy!
I may only proffer words of advice, not make decisions for you,
And merely offer same because, despite it all, I adore you
And wish the best for you-yet, I know it must include me;
Therefore, for both selfish and altruistic reasons, I conclude, we
Must both try as hard as we may, to live for the future, not what 'was';
I can not help how it is that I feel about you, not because
Of what we once had, but because of what I know we may-
In a future where the past is left to 'lie'-
Otherwise, we will both leave 'true love', to die.
-Maurice Harris,8 June 2012
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Embrace The Ardor
I thought I had it all finally figured out;
Perhaps I am now afeared, in the form of doubt!
I would wait 1,000 years-even more, for this chance-
To truly offer thee a life-long, wholly committed, romance!
Though, I may not e'er, should you not allow
Me to act upon what it is my heart doth avow!
Your concern hath more import than of self, same-
I should want always, to provide what my heart doth proclaim!
I make no attestation without first, much assurance-
Such hath been the same concerning my adamance;
I am bound by only one inescapable, incontrovertible truth-
I love you more than life itself-lo, this you need not sleuth;
Ask of yourself whether reason may cause you to find any other conclusion-
For if any man e'er knew the true desires of his own heart, it is I-it's no illusion!
Embrace the ardor I see need to offer; Accept, in time, my heart and soul's proffer;
Allow release, through wend of time, your heart-which you now so fiercely coffer!
I have prophesized mine own felicity, now I await thee to provide for its authenticity-
For but only may it ever come to be, whence we are both equal in our complicity!
As now, we may be settled that it is not; I await thee, to ensure, up, thou art caught! !
Awaiting us is all that for which we have sought; To allow this glory's fleeting, I can not!
Maurice Harris,17 May 2010
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1,000 Nightmares, Since I Dreamed
You were all I ever wanted, yet, fear was my nemesis;
I stand now before you, undaunted, due the amorous armor that is the emphasis
Of the ardor I do now feel, deep in my soul!
For a second chance, I beg of you-
With it, we may recompense for what time and circumstances stole.
I only ask because I love you
And need to know you are aware
That in my most lofty aspiration,
Of my longed-for future, you are there,
To serve as my futurity's inspiration!
I know I should have listened then,
But did not, because I knew not how;
I lament that I did not listen when
Your heart begged of mine, but I listen now!
You are far too noble to express regret,
Yet, I may not claim such nobility;
My heart disallows that I forget,
Thus, I was not gifted this ability!
The past is gone, no one may now, change it;
I may only look now to the future,
With the hope that I may arrange it
To include you, as my broken heart's suture!
I have lived 1,000 nightmares, since I dreamed;
It has been many a Moon, since it seemed
I was safe, as when content in your arms-
Since I was happy, as when beguiled by your charms!
Only we may turn back time, and only if we work together-
Together, we may love one another, for the rest of forever!
-Maurice Harris,7 August 2011
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The Time Is Nigh, My Beloved
I received your letter today, where your sentiments seem to obviate
From the words you chose and the sense of certainty the did create.
There seems to be little doubt where your heart lies,
And that you wish to offer our love, a genuine reprise;
I am exalted by this news and by now, you know
That my feelings have not altered and I wish them to show!
Where ere, circumstances conspired, to our detriment,
Now it seems to offer nary an impediment!
No longer does our consort need be surreptitious,
We may revel with the world, in the joy they wish us!
Be still, my inspired heart, the mate you have awaited is here;
Be steady, my exalted soul, the counterpoint He created, is near!
The time is nigh, my beloved, for our fairy tale to begin;
I am ready when you are-just tell me when!
-Maurice Harris,4 June 2011
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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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Age Old Feelings
For this woman, his heart doth treasure
And in his soul, he will always treasure
In her heart, naught these feelings lay
But like a game, with him she'll play
Broken hearted, he cries heavy tears
Such tears had not been shed
For so long a time as to be forgot
Such a time he had such a thought
That a sacred love he would never find
And to said love, he would become blind
A fair young maiden in her tower sits
Between her heart and mind, she is split
Her mind demands she do what she must
Her heart to her mind may never trust
For her heart is where true love lies
Yet in her mind, that same love dies
How can love live and die at the same time?
It seems that thought would be known as crime
To her, True lover seems so far away
But in truth, that love will come one day
They met by chance, it seemed too late
But in his heart, it seemed like fate
She was so scared as was he
More in love, they could not be
But because the fear was combined with love
It did not seem it could last for long
They felt the joy but also the fear
He tried to help, she tried to hear
But she was too afraid to heed
So what he did was show her whats real
Not the things of want but that she was his only desire
My Longing's Compare
I miss thee, as the Spring flowers crave the rain,
To beget thought otherwise, I could ne'er feign;
I long for thee, as leaves in Fall want for hues, obscured,
I have, at long last, found thee-my heart's jubilation, assured!
I want for thee, you are my heart's trusted tutelar-
An amorous feeling ne'er before felt, yet so famular!
I wait for thee, as the Summer waits for June;
Anticipation, as the night doth wait for the Moon!
As the Winter awaits its earnest renewal in December,
I look to a wondrous future, enamored by all I do remember!
Inspiration drawn, by all I see, in nature and its seasons,
The parallel drawn betwixt we two, but one of many reasons!
Soon, my beloved, wish and want shall turn to our unity-
Then, our abiding love shall become our eternity;
Though, only rivaled by time itself, to live in perpetuity-
This, a pittance of my love for thee, which dwells with sempiternity!
Words are bereft, ne'er shall they fully suffice, nor surely, explicate
What is felt in my heart, what glorious emotions in me, you do evocate;
Though surely shall I ne'er requite for all, to me you doth give-
Try I shall, to honor and repay you still, for as long as I may live!
As the sun and rain do give to all forms of life, renewal-
So too provide for my rejuvenescence, doth my güzel {g'zool};
Like the Moon doth giveth life to seas, and predict the tide
My beloved, life you giveth me, though, in you, this I needn't confide!
Ponderances of thee pervade through all, to my very soul-
Keep sentry you hath over my fragile heart, which you 'stole'!
These and so many more ways have I, for my longing's compare,
Every moment, a lifetime-without you, my beloved, beauteous and fair!
Maurice Harris,3 November 2009
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Just Out Of Reach
He stands alone
Waiting since eternity
To catch a glimmer
Of the one he waits for
Since the beginning of time
He meets many thinking
She is the one
Only to find
It's not to be
He sighs with each heart break
Shakes his raven head
In sorrow thinking
Will they ever meet?
She has searched
Looking since eternity
For the one soul mate
That seams to be
Just out of reach
She gives herself to the ones
She thinks is indeed
Are her soul mates
Only to learn
It's not to be
She crumbles and cries
Thinking to herself
Will they ever meet?
Like ships in the night
They pass each other by
Not knowing who they are
They keep searching in vain
Each cycle that passes
They are just out of reach
He longs to see
Her face and feel her soul
That only she can
Stir the love that flows
Deep in his heart
Deep in his soul
She longs to touch
His face with a kiss
With the love
That flows in the ebb of time
Deep in her heart
Deep in her soul
Then just by chance
They meet briefly in time
He knows her voice
He knows her smile
She intern knows his heart
She knows his song
They flow with love
That's been denied so long
They feel each other presences
As they each enter a room
Blinded by what they feel
They know not what to do
They are with in reach
But the reality of the world
Has made it impossible
For them to express
How they feel
They both reach out to touch
Finger tip to finger tip
The time of destiny
Ebbs and flows
They have found their souls
Complete and whole
He ask her one simple question
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN SEACHING
Her reply is simple
Since the beginning of time
She asks him one simple question
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN WAITING
His reply is simple
Since the beginning of time
Finally they embrace
They are one
They are whole
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Listen To Your Heart (An Ode To Courage)
But one simple, yet obvious fact remains, as has for nearly three years:
Love and hate have been engaged in a battle-love versus fears;
I am the truth of your heart, and your deceit is the manifestation
Of much, yet undue trepidation, as it relates to your future celebration
Of love in its myriad forms-now, the battle is between your heart and mind;
Your heart contains love as verity, yet your mind contains fears you need to leave behind;
Your mind contains a misplaced animus toward the love that causes your fright-
The courage I wish to impart to thee, is the strength to fight back, with all your might,
Any thought that this fear is permanent or rational-love's truth shall cause it to fastly fleet!
I, and others, may aid you along the way-yet, the battle's outcome must, before we truly meet,
Be a foregone conclusion-as circumstances seem to now indicate:
Time is needed to re-establish reality, from the delusion your fears helped to create;
In many ways, and by many personages, the power of truth has been extolled-
Now beloved, this very power is what your heart does resolutely hold-
To free you at last from the burden of your fears, to finally embrace
The love that has awaited you for your entire life, and which you may not efface,
By any means-either through an ignorance of your heart's exaltation,
Or by living the fallacy you have in the past-a dichotomous experimentation;
I have not been fooled by this charade, as I contain the truth of your heart's verity-
And the most salient advice I could e'er bestow, to impart the most prescient clarity,
Is to look to what your heart has told through all these many years:
Embrace the love that's in your heart-use this to banish all your fears!
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When Love Comes Around
Love for me hasn't been easy
I've let true love fall to the ground
Through the years and the tears
I've learned what love's about
And this time I'll be ready
When love comes around
When love comes around I'll be ready
Love will find me a brand new man
And I'll be standing here
With my heart in my hand
This time I'll be ready
When love comes around
Too many times I've lost a good love
And I can see now I let it down
But if love comes back to me
It won't see the same old me
This time I'll be ready
When love comes around
When love comes around I'll be ready
Love will find me a brand new man
And I'll be standing here
With my heart in my hand
This time I'll be ready
When love comes around
Yeah, I'll be standing here
With my heart in my hand
This time I'll be ready
When love comes around
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An Altruistic Self-Advocacy Of A Man Wholly Enamored By An Angel (Part 2 of 2)
I am Your Good Will Hunting, and You, my 'gurl I have to go see about'-
We together are the love that naught may stamp out;
As the Eternal Chimera, of tales of lore,
We are never enough for one another, and always crave more-
Because our near perfection, for each, the other,
Is too near to Divinity for this Brother,
And conversely for You, Sister of mine;
THIS is yet another reason why we need combine
Our individual Magnificence and Glory
To Truly Show the world the Truth of OUR story!
The True reality of our love is only just begining-
With the Inspired Acts of God of late, winning-
But wait, what is to be of us next? I cannot wait-
But I must, for Your Faith to catch up to the desires of Your Heart-
For the Strength You have always had, to impart
Same to You-as well as same from me, from 5 miles away:
THIS is why OUR love has not gone astray!
Why Beloved, have You treated the Love of Your Life
With such ill-repute and caused so much strife
That could have been avoided, with honesty to all around
About how You TRULY feel! ? This enigma doth confound!
Why did You run and hide from Your biggest fan?
Is it because I am also the only Man
That has ever intimidated You, and You feel You do not deserve?
Well, if true, -as your best friend-what nerve
Have You-to become Saboteur of Your own
Happiness, As though a Lady in Love, but with a Heart made of stone!
Yet, I know You better than anyone else has ever known you-
And I know that Your real response has shown You
That OUR Love is not only True, but Real;
This is the Power of the Love You now feel!
Your Strength has proven to be immense,
As it is Divine, and You, its Earthly quintessence!
I know that God Willed the Strength into You,
As He has Shown all the world all that He could do,
Both BY and THROUGH me-
But especially in these Latter Days, because we
Are THAT important to Him, both individually
As well as a Consortium, like none other that Earth has ever seen!
You want to: 'Marry the man you deeply love',
THIS is why you have been ruminating of
Me with constancy, as have I, for most of your days-
Your head is not 'in the clouds', you are not in a haze-
THIS is most assuredly, undeniably-a verity;
THIS is why you need to step back, to ensure clarity,
Without the benefit of my soothing voice,
Because You need to ensure Your choice
Is exactly that, and want not, undue influence
Of the Love of Your Life, at the confluence
Of this very trying time-as you seem a glutton for self-inflicted pain;
There was surely a storm-yet, You brought the rain!
Still, the storm is over Beloved, and the veil, lifted-
From the erstwhile 'secret' Love, Heavenly Father Gifted!
You caused the storm, with no 'help' from ME-
Yet, together We brought the calm that has followed-WE
Have always worked together to solve problems before;
We have seen His Glory, and WE want more;
You NEED to: 'kiss the man I love...for the very first time',
And want for same evermore, as you read this rhyme!
You NEED to: 'cuddle on the couch with this man'
And 'fall asleep in his arms'-and he, your biggest fan,
Wants, er, NEEDSfor the very same, with constancy;
He has expressed this NEED many times-without any expectancy
Whatsoever, -just mutual desires and mutual
Wants, that have come to be Blessedly Habitual!
We NEED to 'be Seled in the Temple' together,
To finally begin to Live, to Love OUR forever,
Where we may-'walk on the beach holding hands'-
Because THIS is what Heavenly Father Divinely Commands!
As You have expressed before, you NEED to: 'travel everywhere with him'-
This further PROVES the Light of OUR Love is bright, not dim!
Accept the foregoing as TRUTH, and as YOUR Reward;
You receive not only all of same-you can certainly afford
To recompense same with Love of Your own;
You may: 'make love to the man
I love (on OUR honeymoon
...and ebvery day after that) -THAT is YOUR Plan,
Yet also MINE, -remember? It was NOT that many a Moon
Ago that YOU sent ME, YOUR Bucket List,
Which was not too long BEFORE You became a self-destructionist!
I, nay, WE are so very, very close to OUR dreams fulfill,
And God Himself ensured all who have concern, know it is His Will-
So, where is the real argument against
THIS Love, to posit same arguendo, leaves YOU without a defense!
This was evidenced by You, first with Your words-
Then, You cross-examined Yourself and saw how absurd
Your argumentation really was-preposterous would be a word!
To describe the deceit Your own heart heard
From Your afeared mind, that briefly abandoned Your Inspired Soul;
Yet, You bravely fought back against this self-betrayal,
To win back the Love, and see to its future avail!
You Beloved, are MY Heroine, in Earthly form;
You Inspire and Amaze me, it has kept my Heart warm
At night, through many a blustery Winter's night-
To know, deep in my soul that you love me with all your might!
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If Heaven Could Wait
If Heaven Could Wait by Kenny Davis
If heaven could wait
If only for a year
If only, but a slight moment longer
One chance more to hold her near
If heaven could only wait
If only just for a night
That my eyes may have a chance at one last glance
At her beauty once more in the moonlight
If heaven could only wait
If only for one last sunrise
A moment to gaze upon the majestic horizon
As the sun glistens from her eyes
If heaven could only wait
If only for an hour
Time to hold her tight
Before a time spent without her
Lord, why would you bless me with a love like this
Only to have it taken away
Can I please just have this one moment longer?
Oh, if heaven could only wait
If heaven could only wait
All I simply ask for is time
For the man who is blessed to have her heart
And for the woman proudly holding mine
Is it possible for heaven to wait?
If only for, but a season
One last chance to cherish moments with her
Please allow me this minute more within reason
Lord, please understand
Leaving her so soon, is very hard
To call up my soul from hers
Would cause me to shed heartbroken tears from the stars
Can Heaven have a time to wait?
To avoid this momentary hurt
Although I would love nothing more than to be with you Lord
She is, but my only tie here to this Earth.
After all of this pain, all of this time
I have finally found the one you have made for me
You have divinely favored me to find true love here on Earth
Only to tell me now I must leave?
If heaven could only wait
Long enough to have one last cry
As I look into her eyes, as we say our last goodbyes
Before you call me in the sky
It’s hard to say such things as this
When being with her and God means so much
I would die to be with both of them
From them, I would die for one last touch
© August 2011 k.davis
poem by Kenneth Davis
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Is A Wish In My Heart Enough...?
Is a wish in my heart enough, to light
A flame that shall again, bring within my sight
The Angel that I did once know?
Are my inspired sentiments enough, to show
That she is the mate my soul has awaited;
Many Moons have passed since we consorted,
Yet, the ardor of my heart has never abated-
I have even taken to aspiration, where I have resorted
To fanciful fantisization of our life together,
Where each new day is the beginning of our forever!
Only time shall tell what the future may hold,
Only time shall determine whether or not
The song of my heart is sung, and its story told;
Let it be as I prayed Lord, if it be aught!
-Maurice Harris,6 July 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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Your Own Fate
What if you did all that you wanted;
If your hopes and dreams were flaunted,
For all the world to see and applaud! ?
Why not give yourself, instead of others, the nod-
To live your own life, unaffected by others' views! ?
Why not allow your life to be what you would choose,
Without regard for what the uninformed opine! ?
Why not live your life as I live mine:
For, by, and of myself-without prejudice,
Bias, or hate-my heart is for all, commodious.
My dreams are mine for a reason:
I do not seek and find, then alter like a season,
Because others need to assert their ignorance,
All the while under the guise of guidance
And protection-as if you could not possibly know
What is best for you-like this interference could possibly show
The altruism that they so ardently profess!
This decision, made under the throngs of duress,
Is not what is best for you, it is what is easiest for them.
Only when both your and their wants are ibidem,
Should you make a decision, of which others approve.
Though, it is not too late to rethink your stance, before you've
Lost a great and powerful feeling from your sight,
Locked away forever-as though an unending night
Of purgatory, where your afeared heart made a decision
It can never stand to live with-where the derision
Of the moment becomes more and more permanent.
All you need do is look in your heart to know where it went-
There resides the answer, as it has all the while:
Your heart is never prone to your mind's beguile!
Now that time has wend your way
And you are no longer subject to the sway
Of irrationality or the phantom of false fear,
All the answers in your heart should make quite clear,
That a glory need not die, nor does a dream need be gone-
Allow the spectre of the past to fade and a future to dawn,
Where you are no longer conflicted between this ardor
And attempts to please everyone-never again barter
With your heart, it is a losing proposition!
We both know the heights of your life's ambition:
To live the life, of which you have always aspired,
With the one person that you always admired
Fervently, and with strength that neither time nor
Distance may alter-you know that you are prime for
This moment and for this life, all you must do
Is disavow its impedance, and trust you,
And you alone, are the master of your own fate-
Do this now my beloved, before it is too late!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Here In My Heart
Sometimes there's a time you must say goodbye
Though it hurts you must learn to try
I know I've got to let you go
But I know anywhere you go
You'll never be far
'Coz like the light of a bright star
You'll keep shining in my life
You're gonna be right
Here in my heart
That's where you'll be
You'll be with me
Here in my heart
No distance can keep us apart
Long as you're here in my heart
Won't be any tears falling from these eyes
'Coz when love's true love never dies
It says alive forever
Time can't take away what we have
I will remember our time together
You might think our time is through
But I'll still have you
Here in my heart
That's where you'll be
You'll be with me
Here in my heart
No distance can keep us apart
Long as you're here in my heart
I know you'll be back again
But until then
My love is waiting
Here in my heart
That's where you'll be
You'll be with me
Here in my heart
No distance can keep us apart
Long as you're here in my heart
song performed by by Scorpions
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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This Ardor Is My Strength
I met my love as a child, afeared and unaware;
Now I see that my love has always been right 'there'-
I loved her then and I love her evermore, still-
Surely, I always have and I always, always will!
I know she loves me, because my heart tells me its true;
I know she calls for me, as surely as I call for her too-
This is all I need, I want for no further attestation-
My heart has been calling, I accept its invitation!
I wait no longer, my destiny has arrived, at long last-
I take leave of this place, to remain only in my past-
My home is where my heart has been for so very long,
I must provide wings for this love-its calling, so very strong!
This ardor is my strength, my truth, my light-which leads my way-
The glow of which becomes ever more resplendent every single day!
Maurice Harris,31 May 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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Love Is...
Love is the abiding heart, willing to wait forever
For the time when it may be together
With its counterpoint in that of another;
Love is a bond that neither time nor
Distance may cause to alter,
Nor manner of travail, cause to falter.
Love is a patience, derived through faith and hope;
Love is the hidden strength, which allows you to cope
With all that life may choose to render;
Love is a warm embrace, reassuring and tender;
Love is courage, in the face of immense fear;
Love is pure beauty, sans compeer.
Love teaches, learns, builds, and shares;
Love is singular-yet when true, binds perfect pairs;
Love is selfless, humble, and ceaseless-
It is omniscient, omnipresent, and ubiquitous;
Love self-perpetuates-it begets more of the same;
Love is the imagined fire that you may never tame;
Love is the commanding General in my positivity's army-
This benevolent brigade ensures naught may harm me;
Love empowers, enables, and inspires-
It creates, betters, dotes, and admires;
Love fashions reality, from the scape of dreams-
Love is all you ever need, or so it seems.
There is naught that may be placed above-
'The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.'*
Without love, you may do naught-
With love, you have all that for which you sought!
* Galatians 5: 6
-Maurice Harris,18 March 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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