Other Poems by:

Ria Steele

A New Dawn

Each night before I close my eyes...
Underneath the starry skies.
I ask for the dawn to bring something new.
Something rare to very few.

I look for the future, and not the past...
Awaiting a moment, I know shall not last.
Seeking a new day, a new kind of feeling..
One that is simple, yet sets my heart reeling.

If the dawn brings stones I must weather the pain..
If the dawn brings mountaintops, never take them in vain.
Love can last a moment, a brief blink of the eye..
Or love can stand steadfast, and time it does defy.

Never to hold on to the vast harsh times of before...
Yet open, when goodness knocks upon your door.
Take time for yourself first, then others will follow..
If you don’t care for yourself, your eyes shall be hollow.

Tis a new dawn, each and every day...
It can be full of wonder, chasing the old blues away.
You must grasp it when it comes along...
Shout to the heavens, sing a new song.

Rhiannon 07/18/2007

I Step Back Into the Fire

I step back into the fire...
From a heart that had grown cold.
Back into warm desire!
From love that had grown old.
I come back into creation.
Where love is what I see.
I come to a cessation...
For Love is meant to be.
I was lost from a heartfelt feeling..
Looking through the glass, I could not peer..
Once again my mind is reeling..
I step out from all my fear.
Once again the sea’s wash over...
My soul so I can now be free.
Of the chains that made me sober...
Now the mountaintops are where I flee.
Take my hand and walk this path...
Or stay behind and I shall find;
No more do I feel such wrath..
For I leave the past is left behind.
Only new days shall I seek...
Where dawn breaks fully wide.
For love is never meek...

Whether you are or not by my side... for it has been a long while since 
something wonderful spewed forth on paper for me...Alas I promised myself 
last night...I would write a poem, something incredible each day..even if 
I have to gripe part of the day on paper...I would also compliment it 
with something positive...  It's been awhile...Rhia Steele 06/2007

Goddess

Poised upon the mountains...
Or tumbling to the seas...
Raging water from fountains....
Rushes through her as you see.

Standing upon a foundation...
Wondering if she will fall...
Her heart in resonation....
Giving her grace in it all.

Her footprints upon the sand...
Just a ghost some say....
Walking hand in hand....
A distant light to guide her way.

Wandering through out the desert parched...
Tired and overwrought...
Looking for the wondrous arch...
The one she has always sought.

Some wonder if a goddess she be...
Or just a mere woman so mortal...
As she touches the golden sea...
Seeking out the golden portal.

Even The Score

Sunlight brings an open eye…
I sit watching this world go by.
Wondering why I sit in pain…
Asking myself if my life is in vain.

Looking for answers in the new moon...
Hoping happiness will resume…
Breathing just to take it all in…
Wanting to live again and again.

A star appears in the black of night…
I open my eyes to this effortless plight…
Looking for love, will I find it now.
Hoping my heart love will allow.

Telling myself it can be better once more…
Opening one to close another door.
Will the sun bring life to me?
Do I see more than others see?

Brought by the heavens untimely rains…
Upon my soul does this love drain.
When will things feel could once more…
I turn around even the score.

Christmas Then

The beauty and glimmer of a dazzling tree,
Stood in the window for our town to see.

The roof tops twinkling with gently, placed lights...
I still see them glimmer in my memories; my minds eye.

The brilliant red tablecloth hung perfectly straight and so neat...
Christmas China with green and red flowers on the table to complete.

Every room filled with lights, decorations and holiday cheer...
Kids filled with wonder; wishing Christmas Eve would grow near.

It seems only yesterday these things happened each holiday...
Now like faded pictures in my memories they often replay.

Alas, kids began to grow, and soon decorations and lights grew less.
 I started to see cutting down decor also cut down on holiday stress.
 
 So no more lights in the kitchen, or holiday soaps by the sinks..
 It grew harder to hang lights in the high living rooms peaks.
 
The years have gone by and children have their own decorum..
A simple tree and holiday China seems enough to adorn...

Yet the holiday spirit still burns brightly within our souls..
Even though all our lights are inside for only us to behold.

Age brings us to a place where memories linger from holiday times..
Trees, Mistletoe, Lights, Kids, Santa and long Christmas rhymes.

Now we play memories as silent movies; talking about them with those we love...
Our cherished days now spent making new memories to burn brightly; as the first 
ones above.

Rhia Steele 

12/07/2006

Life's Roundtrip Journey

We are born out of love...
We are born from the soil...
From beginning to end...
Through life we find triumph and toil.

Life can hold pleasure...
Life can bring pain...
We are here for a reason...
To never be taken in vain.

From the moment of birth...
We begin to die...
Never promised a tomorrow...
Only in faith must we rely.

We live for tomorrow...
We live for today...
We live through the sorrow...
We live in distain.

Life has a meaning....
A purpose for all...
Whether along paths gleaming...
or in black-ink darkness we fall.

Life can give joy...
Life can bring pain..
Life can bring pleasure...
Life can pour upon us like rain.

We live in fear...
We live in faith...
We tend to revere...
That 'tis all our own fate.

We must uphold...
Our faith from within...
Whether from darkness...
Or when light comes again.

Our path was foretold...
So long ago...
Until we reach another realm.
Then all shall be revealed we are told.

We could never appreciate sunshine...
Without the rain...
We could never love starry nights...
If each night was the same.

Life is a path...
A journey that brings wisdom....
Whether we decide to hold wrath...
or uphold faith in our vision.

We were never promised answers...
Or if we hold the key....
Yet, somewhere in infinity....
Our souls shall always be.

We should value our lives...
Like a favorite great book...
The pages often tattered and torn....
Pages turned to we reveal the reasons we're born.


So like is not just harmony,
Nor it is just strain...
But life is a challenge...
From pleasure to pain.

Take a good look, inside your soul...
And know the secrets of why you uphold...
Faith and it's meaning, faith tells you why...
You are born with a spirit, and given wings to fly.

Rhia 08/2006

A Hundred Times....

I exist in the spaces in between...
And believe in things that are not even seen.
 
I am lingering within each breath's space...
Where the glow of love illuminates my face.
 
I am just a pale shadow, to haunt your dreams.
My faith's inspiration, a foundation without one seam.
 
I am lifted up, by spirits of love...
Rising to the mountaintops, I fly above.
 
I am a unique and wondrous being...
A giver, of compassion, my passion is freeing.
 
I lie in a time space, not many can understand...
Walking in rapture, to hold out my hand.
 
I often whisper to you in the midnight hour...
To know of my heart, is to feel an amazing power.
 
I pray each night on bended knee...
My soul mate shall appear to fly throughout the heavens with me.
 
I am a mere woman, who loves till the end...
Where hearts combine together, in no beginning nor end.
 
I am often left in heartbreak, yet I know once again...
Love shall prevail, and my broken will heart mend.
 
I will fall a hundred times, till I get it right...
For I love in perfection, and love with all my might.

Enthralled

Some wonder if I am real!
Some see me as surreal...
So often I can feel,
On my knees I kneel.

Some see my broken wings,
Touch me as my heart sings...
Tolls the bell of my soul which rings...
An erotic glow I shall bring.

Some feel me from afar...
Then wonder about which star?
Where my heart is ajar,
From this conviction of love so far.

Underneath your skin I creep!
Into your soul I seep...
Strength in my touch; not for the meek...
Call unto me, and you shall reap.

'Tis a blessed star stream from where I fall,
Wonderment is when unto me you call...
Out to this night bird so enthralled....
A vision of this rapture; down a black hall.

So cry out to your immortal visions!
This essence of a woman with strong convictions,
I am the core of ultimate revision...
Resolving your soul's final decision.

Rhia

06/2006

Love's Face

Love abounds both night and day,
With you, always by my side,
I am nevermore in darkness, afraid...
I live each moment to love you...
With every single breath I take.
Your love, like the sun, surrounds me,
To keep me from harm; I feel safe.
I was born to love you...
That I have always known!
Beyond any shadow of doubts.
My love forevermore follows you...
Wherever you lead I shall go.
Like an essence of a new spring day...
Or a starry, moon filled night.
I stand upon mountaintops, to confess...
This love 'tis my ultimate plight.
Take my hand...
Hold my heart...
I am yours until the sands of time are no more.
We shall never for a heart beat be apart...
I am endlessly bound to your love...
It is you this is my saving grace!
In my haunting green eyes, you can visibly see,
Love's rapturous immortal face.
We are two, 
Coming together as one...
Hearts in unison, 
From morning, till our last day is finally won!

Rhia

05/2006

Who Is She?

She's a shadow...
Within the light!

She's a night bird...
Taking flight.

She's a sinner...
Some see as wild and free.

She's a survivor...
Unseen things she does see.

She's your fantasy...
Like a dream haunting.

She's loves call...
Humble, never flaunting.

She's a mere woman,
Flesh and bone...

She's a witness...
To a love brilliant and bold!

She's a human...
Within a world often cold.

She's your reality...
To have and to hold.

She's a believer...
In forces of faith unseen.

She's love and life...
Within the twinkle dawns early light.

She walks silently amongst you...
From tall mountains into the deepest seas.

She's all this and so much more...
She's wrapped in the one; you call Rhia.

Rhia Steele

06/07/2006

We Write

We write to feel whole...
We write to be free...
We write when we are shackled...
We write about ocean tides, sand and the sea.

We write when we're sad...
We write in the rain...
We write in the sun...
We write when the world, thinks us insane.

We write when we're alone...
We write to feel once again born...
We write in the darkness...
We write when our hearts feel tattered and torn.

We write about life...
We write about love...
We write when we're sad...
We write about the heavens, blue skies up above.

We write in our cars...
We write in the shower...
We write in the stillness...
We write with much intensity, when we feel empowered.

We write about trees...
We write when we're crying...
We write in our kitchens...
We write when we feel our whole world is dying.

We write for ourselves...
We write for another...
We write for the sake of it...
We write about our families, Father, Siblings and Mother.

We write about dreams...
We write from our faith...
We write from our souls...
We write about flowers, beauty and pearly white gates.

We write about the seasons...
We write to feel alive...
We write about joyfulness...
We write out of triumph, hopelessness, and strife.

As a poet and writer, I know as with all of us that
have the innate talent, of taking words from deep
within heart and soul, and painting a wondrous portrait.
No matter whether we stand atop a mountain, feeling
the blood pulse through our veins, happy and full of peace,
or if we are in the valleys of black ink darkness, our
hope and reason's within our own inner core, are to bring
forth a language that touches both others and us that read
our works. In dedication to all writer's, whether famous,
or the next-door Mom, who keeps a journal about her family,
or the teenager that writes from the confusion of the
teenage years. We all have a beautiful talent, which should
be revered, used, and shared. To reach deep inside, pull
out your very own raw emotions, and put each feeling down
on paper, is such an incredible feeling. It heals us,
it can heal others, and can bring a brighter outlook,
even when we feel our world may be faltering.


Rhia Steele 
04/27/2006

The Mists

She gazed into the mists....
Her mind flying around....
So many tasks and lists....
Numerous errands that may not one sound.

She let her thoughts go free,
To wander into another realm...
Where only her mind eye did see.
Her heart driving at the helm.

Too often she leaves this world...
To seek out a new time and space...
Where pictures do not exist....
Seeking love from a distance place.

Rapture fills the air...
Quiet fills the room...
She silently and reverently does stare.
Knowing her journey shall end soon.

Star stream surround her aura...
Jupiter's rings create droplets of dew...
In a time space with no sorrow...
She knows she is only in the few...

She is driven to look beyond...
The daily grinds of life...
To an essence where only she is drawn.
A black hole without any strife.

The mists seem to fade away...
Her mind seems to fill the void.
Haze leaves and sun fill the day...
Yet this love she knows she shall not avoid.

Rhia Steele 03/16/2006

Mortal Wanderer

Poised upon the mountains...
Or tumbling to the seas...
Raging water from fountains...
Rushes through her as you see.

Standing upon a foundation...
Wondering if she will fall...
Her heart in resonation....
Giving her grace in it all.

Her footprints upon the sand...
Just a ghost some do say...
Walking hand in hand...
A distant light to guide her way.

Wandering through out the desert parched...
Tired and overwrought...
Looking for the wondrous arch...
The one she has always sought.

Some wonder if a goddess she be...
Or just a mere woman so mortal...
As she touches the golden sea...
Seeking out the golden portal.

Rhia Steele 03/16/2006

One More Night

One more night,
I stand in my own submission.
 
One more night,
I am blessed in unique conviction.
 
Of a heart that is my own.
Whole, sanctioned body and soul.
 
One more night,
I lay beside my love.
 
One more night,
I wing in flight as a dove.
 
Where hearts combine as one,
Till we meet in the rising sun.
 
One more night,
I spring high above.
 
One more night,
I float on these wings of a dove.
 
And he holds me like no other,
Safe in his arms, as angels hover.
 
One more night,
I know this insane irration.
 
One more night,
We meet in a perfection of passion.
 
And I know beyond one dream,
Love was meant for you and me.


Rhia  Steele


Free Falling

Often the fall shows in my eyes,
Windows to the soul never disguised.
 
The love and rapture glowing upon my face,
I evolve into an essence, surpassing time and space.
 
Yet, no matter these battle scars upon my soul,
Once again, I shall succumb to love, that makes me whole.
 
Free falling into where my entity sails,
A seasoned soul resonates and love never pales.
 
My aura reveals deepest passions within,
And I shall fall once more, over and again.
 
Even upon my knees crying, out for grace,
I know this heart shall heal, leaving not a scar, nor trace.
 
Of the pain, that comes the loss of a love...
Yet never losing, but flying into the heavens above.
 
Hold me closer, and then you shall know,
A love that dwells within your soul!
 
Let me whisper faintly, my sweet song,
And you shall crave me all life long.
 
 
And I ring, into the night...as a bell, as one whisper...into the shadows of your soul....

Rhia Steele

Life's Inertia

Like a vapor we are born,
Through life's victories we are torn.
To withstand both good and bad...
To feel emotions whether joyful or sad.

I have to come realize,
The inertia that pulls the tides,
Leaves us little control on our lives,
And through the darkness we must arise.

None of us can ever know the day,
When you or I shall be swept away,
To another place and time...
To a higher love that is so divine.

So upon each day that is born,
Do we wallow in the forlorn?
Or do we come to understand?
Much of life is not in our hands!

But, it's pulled by a Higher Source.
Who already knows our course.
The One who knows it all...
Shall be revealed when we heed the call.
 
            
  Rhia Steele



Pale Moonlight

I've often see her eyes,
In the pale moonlight.
Winging into the dawn..
Out of the black-ink midnight.
She's as a single candle,
Glowing in Autumn's cool wind...
Etched like a tattoo...
Into my leathered skin.
Her eyes like darkened shadows,
In stillness of golden Fall night.
Burning in the darkness...
Till faint morning light.
She often comes to me....
In the twilight's dawn.
Where everything is right...
And nothing ever wrong.
Her eyes tell of past pain...
She has too often seen.
Scars upon her heart...
That no one would even dream.
Yet, suddenly she touched me....
With spirited gossamer wings.
She came right into my reality....
And out the haunting dreams.
Her story foretold...
Such a long time ago.
This woman came to me.
To heal my broken soul.
I've often seen her eyes...
In the pale moonlight.
Winging to the dawn...
Out of shadows at midnight.
Black ink was the darkness...
Tis where she often lies,
Yet, brilliant are her eyes...
When she comes to me..
Out of the pale moonlight.


Rhia  Steele


A State of Pain

The pain sets in,
And love now ends.
I ache from the loss.
And wonder what is the cause?
 
I feel so alone,
A love dead and gone.
Wondering what went wrong,
Longing to hear love's sweet song.
 
You have walked away...
And I've begged you to stay.
But, you don't hear this call.
And you can't see me at all.
 
So, I try to go on...
And find my own song,
Yet this pain sets in,
Over and over again.
 
How can love feel so right?
Then get lost in one night!
You've walked out the door,
And I want to settle this score.
 
So, I try through the tears,
To face all my fears,
Yet you are cold as ice,
Like a metal device.
 
So I say, just go on...
Someday you will remember my song,
But it shall be much to late...
And I know it must be our fate.
 
 I cry in the night!... my wings are broken from this fall, yet I look to the stars and pray for a state of grace...

Rhia Steele

Sanctioned by the Soul

She is rich at heart...
A dichotomy you say...
Pleasures from the start...
Black ink darkness, a light, a ray.
 
She sits on the stairs....
Awaiting your smile...
No worries, no cares...
Wondering if you shall stay awhile.
 
She often to you sings...
In the corner of your mind...
A bell tolls, it rings...
Like a ribbon, she unwinds.
 
She feels from the soul...
Sanctioned by the heart...
Love like a flower unfolds...
You knew that feeling from the start.
 
She is vast of mind...
So near, yet far away...
Two souls as one intertwined...
Hauntingly wondrous both night and day.
 
She reigns on high, then takes a fall..
Tumbling down, like the softness of snow...
You call to her, down the long hall...
Will she ever truly know?
 
That you are sanctioned by the soul...
 
            
  Rhia Steele



Into The Looking Glass

A glass house.
Shattered in the shadows.
Mirrored back, looking into oneself raw and naked.
Will I like what I see in the looking glass?
 
Where time is and time is in passage.
Where hearts are open...
No lies, will lie?
In a moment fleeting, a looking glass I pass by.
 
Captured in its essence...
A familiar face...mine.
But someone else looks back at me.
I know he sees mirrored exactly what I see.
 
This looking glass...
Where there is no place to hide...
Only truth...open and raw.
This place where all emotions do reside.
 
To feel each emotion.
Mirrored back at from within the soul.
Where life is so present...
But aloof, just as a mole.
 
I know this presence.
Gazing back at me.
In this place,
Where my heart is and eyes see.
 
Into the looking glass...
Two souls are as one...
Where life is a challenge...
One journey has begun.

As I wander...far within the depths of Jupiter's rings...droplets like 
diamonds upon my face...tears flow...endlessly...from my hazel eyes...
and I know my journey is not complete...I wander far past the depths of
my own soul...searching for the hidden truths...of who I am.who I am to be....
and I search on...Do you know me? For sometimes I know not myself...who this 
stranger is inside the looking glass?
 
                                                                                                             Rhia Steele


Time Passages

In one blink of an eye...
Time passages go by.
 
One moment we are young...
The next our songs have been all sung.
 
We blink and kids are grown...
The next moment we wish they were home.
 
Life's tides are just passages of time...
With all kinds of harmony, yet some with no reason nor rhyme.
 
The journey of time here seems long...
In reality it's only like a few lines of a sweet song.
 
We must dance when time passages allow...
Even when life seems so empty, live to the fullest somehow.
 
For it's not about the things you've done...
But it's about finding your place in the sun.
 
So when the time comes in life for you to dance..
Breathe in the moment and take the chance.

        rhia Steele


Time After Time

We look towards tomorrow.
Yet, we are stuck in yesterday.
At times we wander aimlessly,
Along life's narrow way.

We think about the future.
Yet, we seem to stay stuck within our past.
Holding bridges we should have burned...
Yet, our eyes should be opened to life so vast.

Yet bridges are hard to burn...
For fear of loss prevails...
So we hold on to the life's masts...
Instead of allowing the wind, to fill our sails.

Wisdom comes from life's miles...
Not something we learned at birth...
To travel through the journey...
To seek life's width and girth.

Sometimes blinded from our own vision...
Dreams that we tend to leave behind...
Thinking they are fantasies...
Yet, they are wondrous mountains to be climbed

Some see life as an opportunity...
Others see life full of despair...
Yet life should be as a precious gem...
Cherished each day as something rare.


So when life seems so empty.
And nothing feels very right...
Keep your mind upon victory...
And your eyes upon dreams in sight.

Rhia

08/10/2005


Shadows

She comes to you in shadows...
Bringing in a brilliant light,
Her eyes sparkling as diamonds!
Almost blinding her from your sight.

In the black-ink midnight hours,
You hear her faintly call,
Searching about the dim lit rooms,
And down every empty hall.

Eagerness sets in,
You crave her even more,
While in your shadow she stands,
Haunting you with every open door.

Dreamscape succumbs reality,
You seek her touch at night.
Wondering if she is real?
Knowing this feeling is so right.

She appears in the starry skies,
Rings of gold surround her being,
Reaching out to hold her near.
Feeling your heart so wildly beating.

Wherever you go, silently her voice shall follow...
From deep valleys to open shores,
In the shadows she stands,
As each and every time before.

If you want to truly know her,
You must step out of the shadow-filled dream,
For she is a reality surreal,
Your foundation without one seam.


Rhia

09-10-2005

Contagious

And this love is contagious!
One of a sweet addiction,
Where sane thoughts flee.
While I'm enveloped in conviction,
And, as I reach.
Will I finally "feel" you?
This passion is contagious!
Lingering dreams.
Erotic sanctity between two,
Praying for just one more time.
Yet, I am blinded from your sight,
I kneel in graceful prayer.
For contagious love is my plight.
My heart tells me we shall be together.
Yet, I almost feel insane.
For, I am missing you with each breath,
Wishing you knew, this love is not in vain.
Yet, I wonder if I can take this much longer?
The emptiness I feel with you gone.
This rapture is contagious!
And once more, I try to be strong.

Crystalline Vision

In a star stream she long ago came.
In a snow dream she shall evermore remain.

In your dream state she flows through you,
Like a night bird known to a compassionate few.

Flying as an angel upon gossamer wings,
Her haunting message in your soul rings.

You softly call out to her in the darkness of night,
To you she appears upon winged flight.

By your side, whether high mountains or canyons below,
She drips her sweet essence into your very soul.

She is part fairy goddess and part mere mortal,
Passing through to you from a looking glass portal.

From a pale shadowed woman, into a crystalline vision,
To touch your life forevermore, is her heart and souls mission.

Full Moon's Glow

I reside on the brink of a full moon,
Surrounded by gossamer wings,
Captured by the infinite stars,
Flying within Jupiter's rings.

I resound from a full moon calling,
This heart in the shadows of it's light.
Perfection all around my soul.
As I permeate your dreams tonight.

I stand profound at the pull of the full moon,
Like the oceans waves affected the same.
My love is like no other,
One you know me, your life shall ever change.

I bask in the full moon's glow,
And dwell within your heart.
To know my love is perfection.
Where there is no end or start.

I am haunting under the full moon's glow,
To know me, is to know your deepest desire.
Allow me to cover you in velveteen kisses,
Together we shall remain, in life's wondrous fire.

Dream-Catcher

Often I sail upon, a dreamscape far above,
Searching for my souls purpose, dreaming of perfect love.
 
Trying once to capture, yet finding I must let go,
For to hold onto love is to lose it, this I surely know.
 
Wondering if my own essence, represents a purity of love,
I rise on gossamer wings, flying freely as a dove.
 
I am a wondrous creature, different from most,
A mere woman's shadow, as pale as a ghost.
 
Often said a sweet sensation, of eroticism and compassion,
I follow on own heart's beat, and dwell within pure passion.
 
Not often do I go, along with the mundane normal,
Whether in black leather, lace, tight jeans, or an evening formal.
 
I dance among the stars, often in Jupiter's rings,
In my heart there's always music, a harmony that sings.
 
I am just a woman, sometimes misunderstood,
Yet I am a lover of life, representing all that's good.
 
If you find my essence, and get to know who I am,
I shall like footprints around you, in the beaches sand.
 
Often, I find others, "haunted" by souls like me,
Those who are givers from the heart, freely and openly.

Conversations of My Mind

Dreamscape succumbs reality in realms of solitude.
Breaking down my soul.to injure this immortal mood.
Each and every conversation we had never even said.
Keeps floating within the vastness of an open head.
Pouring forth from within my enraptured heart.
Where there is no end, but everywhere a renewed start.
Voices who know me better than my own time space.
Tell me to win my own self is to win a victorious race.
So, I tear open my chest to once again breathe in.
To places buried deeply beneath my own skin.
My life astounded by both hallowed moon and morning sun.
Pulled by the vast universe's aura, my stained soul stunned.
I flow into those conversations engrained in my head.
Now remembering each and every word we had long ago said.
 
I flow upon Jupiter's rings, magical as a dragon and I soar....

A Road Less Traveled

There is a road less traveled,
No drama there, I see.
Step into my room,
Come! Run away with me.
 
Let's go where life is like, 
Is as a candle in the breeze, 
Move into this rapturous motion,
Silent waves of wondrous seas.
 
A place of solitude,
A dreamscape there is painted,
Tranquility and eroticism,
Where love is never tainted.
 
Ecstasy awaits you there,
Where this sorceress lays,
Let me show you my star-strings,
Where my hearts truly stays.
 
And I lived my as a candle in the black ink darkness, now I see a light shining from within the velveteen rapture of my mind.

Rarity of Love

Through the years ...and the tears,
We had lain. in our own bed of lies.
Facing alone, the ragged fears,
Dealing with pain, showing deeply our eyes.
 
Wondering if life would bring, and love sing,
In our heart, some fine and wondrous day,
Hoping inside, a bell would ring,
Dreams of passion, to lead us on our way.
 
Years we sought, and time has brought,
Us both together, in grace, to this wondrous place!
Far from pain we sought, and have been taught,
Love exists in a realm of true lover's time space.
 
Now, we carry on, with our own rare heart's song,
To tell of this union and unison of souls!
Where everything is right, and nothing ever wrong,
Two hearts are one, beating for universes, to behold.
 
I know in my heart, I loved you from the very start,
And know, no other, could ever be, my only love.
I realize today, if you drifted a dreamscape away...
I would slowly fade as mist, into the sacred heavens above.
 
For a love we share as this, is such a rarity to exist,
I would never in lifetime's find, this perfect realm again.
Purest passion and love, infinite bliss, the salt of just one kiss,
My love remains steadfast and true, to only you, till eternity's end, 
each day I love you more! Then, over again!

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