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There is this amazing man
who is far, far away.
He only gets to come home for 2 weeks,
not a day later can he stay.
We get to talk on the phone sometimes,
a few Skype dates in between.
we write each other letters,
its more amazing than it seems.
See, he's been called to work,
a job with selfless pay.
he is gone for Christmas, Thanksgiving.
was even gone on my birthday.
My boyfriend is kind of like others,
he plays games and likes to fish.
he likes to hang out with his friends,
having a family is his #1 wish.
But he is different in many other ways,
he is gone more than he is home.
this year was the one duty called for,
he had to go off and spend it alone.
So why love a man who is gone so much?
Are the years apart worth it in the end?
Many tears and lonely nights,
all worth it for my best friend..
To the love of my life, my hero, my soldier.

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/about-loving-a-soldier-my-best-friend#ixzz36Fd0lxjq
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A lovers dance is patient and kind
It feeds your heart, soul and mind
It brings you joy and happiness within
Knowing that he or she will be with you
Through thick and thin.

A lovers dance can be recaptured
Only if the partners heart has not been
Fractured.

A lovers dance has no mistakes
It plays no one not even games.

A lovers dance is slow and kind
Easy to learn but hard to find.

A lovers dance.

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/a-lovers-dance#ixzz36FdKZ5Rg
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Every moment we spent together
Has touched our lives, our souls forever
The things that we shared and learned
Is permanent growth that we've earned.

The person that I have grown into today
Did not get there by chance, no way
I am who I am partly because of you
And you are YOU because of me, too

The changes I see
and what I have learned about me
are a response to how we affected our lives
and what we discover in each others eyes.

It is uncertain if we have to part or one day live together
Either way, we have touched our lives forever!
No matter what the future will show
No matter what we are told.

We are connected on such a deep levels
That no one can remove that, not even the devil.
Our feelings might be different a year from now
But you are part of me forever somehow

A part of me will always be you
and a part of you will always be me.
no matter what happens ,that much is certain
our souls are one until life closes the curtain.

I will love your forever
For worse or for better

You are tattooed in my heart
And nothing can tear our souls apart.

I will never forget you
For my love is honest and true.

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/forever-connected#ixzz36FeRnDcB
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its sweet like the nectar
of the garden flower,
its soothing like the buzzing
of a bumble bee,
its warm like the rays
of the morning sun,
its the search of a love so pure
which keeps me on the run.

its the pulse in my vein,
the thoughts in my brain,
in every breath that I take,
the smile my lips make,
its in the twinkle of my eye,
till the day I die.

its the dream in my sleep,
its springs freshest leaf;
a love so rare like this
will always be with me for keeps.

its the warmth of my blood,
as my feelings flood,
as says my heart's beat,
its depth touches the ocean's feet.

even if its heart searing pain,
with nothing to gain,
I will feel it as the tear on my cheek,
and without words my soul will speak.

a feeling so sincere,
a bond so strong,
I know my soul will never guide me wrong.

I will wait till my last sunset,
till my heart slows down with a dull ache,
till my eyes are wet,
till I meet my soul's mate,
yes, I will wait.

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/love-so-pure#ixzz36FedyZyG
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“Through me you enter the city of woe Trough me you enter the eternal pain Through me you go to people lost below.  Justice inspired my highest factor reign; I was created by act of divine, Supreme wisdom and the first love as main.  Of all created things the first is mine Unless eternal, and I eternal last. Who enters here must any hope resign”.  These words in color of obscure contrast I written saw on top of a big door; So I: “Master, their meanings me harass”  And he to me, as guy with a shrewd  core “Here you must abandon any bad mind; Of any cowardice must die the bore.  We reached the place I told you, so remind, Where you shall see the people full of pain Who good of intellect have lost behind”.  And when his hand on mine put to remain With happy face, giving consolation, Told me deep secrets in a fashion plain.  There sighing, tears, cries of desperation Were filling all the air empty of light, So I had to cry with desolation.  Strange sounds, screeches with horrible insight, Painfulness words, furious rage tones, High and hoarse voices, and sounds to incite  Were doing much noise, which there high intones Throughout that turbid air for endless time, As when swirl wind moves sand and little stones.  And since I had so wrong my own head prime, I told: “Master, what is the noise I hear? Which is the people here bummed in such grime?”.  And he to me: “This forlorn way of here Assume the dreary souls of those men past  Who with no blot or laud a life had mere.  Among that evil choir are badly classed Of angels who neither became barely rebels Nor faithful to God, with selfishness vast.  Heaven to shun less beauty them dispels, Nor can welcome them the deepest hell, Since for no sinner are of glory wells”.  And I: “Master, what is  so hardly fell  To make indeed them strongly to complain?”. He answered: “Few words to you I will spell.  For these of death the prospect is in vain, And their blind living is so badly low, So that of any doom have envious brain.   Of their renown worldwide there is no show; Compassion and true justice them despise: Don’t care for them, look simply and go low”.  And I, looking, saw a flag of big size Which run whirling around at such a speed, That looked to me to stop unworthy guise;  And back was followed by a crowd indeed Of people, which I would never believe That so far a large amount was death’s deed.  After who he was I reached to conceive I saw and knew the shadow of the one Who mean refused his great role to receive.  At once my understanding was thus done That it was the sect of those captives here, Not pleasing God and his enemies none.  These evil-born who had never life clear, Had naked bodies and strongly harassed too By blowflies and wasps which were flying near.  So doing blood was streaming their cheeks through, Which, mixed with tears, fell to ground at their feet Where it was picked up by pesky worms not few.  And since I looked back for a view complete, I saw people nearby a large stream; So I told: ”Master, you now me repeat  So that I know who are and for what theme They have to look ready forthwith to pass, As I descry in this light lack extreme”  And he to me: “Clear will be things at last When our steps walking we shall bring to rest  At the sad bank of Acheronte vast”.  With shameful eyes low looking at my chest, Because I feared by speaking to bore him, Silent to the river I was at best.  And came us towards of a  boat aboard An old man, white for his ancient hair, Shouting: “ Woe unto you, oh souls abhorred!  You have no hope to see the heaven air I come to bring you to the other bank In the eternal dark, warm and cold scare.  And you right there, of living souls your rank, Divide your path from these ones who are dead”. But when he saw I was not moving flank,  Told me: “Different ways, and ports instead You have to reach, not here, to freely pass A lighter vessel conveniently will lead”.  My guide to him: “Charon, don’t you harass: So is the will up there where is the sway To reach the will, and put no more contrasts”  After the fleecy chicks calm had to stay To the old pilot of the livid slew, Who flames round his eyes had to display.  But those souls, which were weary and naked too, Forthwith turned pale and started to chatter  When heard the meaning of words so askew.  Blasphemed God and their relatives latter, The human beings, where, when and the seed Of their seed pearl and of newborn scatter.  They then all joined and came compelled to cede,  Bitterly weeping, at the wicked bank Deserved by any man of God’s fear freed.  Charon demon, has ember’s eyes with swank, Moving to them, is now collecting all; With paddle beats whoever sits or sank.  As leaves which faded drop down during fall One after the other, until the bough Sees all his spoils fallen to ground to stall  So the wrong seeds that Adam could endow Themselves throw from beach one by one, His nod follow as a bird to call now.  So they above the obscure wave just run, And before they the other bank descend Another new swarm on this side is done.  “My dear son”, then told me the master friend, “The wretches ones who die in God’s disgrace From any country here come to their end;  The river crossing are ready to face, Because divine justice now them spurs So that their fear deep desire must displace.  Here no a good spirit ever occurs; So, then if Charon is to complain with you, You ought to catch well what his speech incurs”.  And when he ceased, the land obscure to view Trembled so loud, that owing to my freight My mind of lather still perceives the dew.  The tearful ground created a wind rate, Which suddenly flashed a vermilion light Winning my senses knocking down my state;  And I fell down as man who sleeps at night.

By the lamppost at night with the pale moon shining bright but obscured by the fog I saw her in the harbor standing where my boat lay moored but she knew that her azure eyes beckoned me to come smoke from the cigarette in her hand trailing upward and blending with the mist and the gold braid around her wrist I remembered my gift  I stood transfixed if only for a moment then I walked to her slowly and tipped my fedora  and the little joke we shared in love I asked,"Where have you been all my life?" Waiting for you, she said I laughed at her resentfully and said You left me here from this place without a note, without a trace I scoured old haunts, you weren't there you left as if you didn't care  Remember our walks along the shore your favorite drink,that special place in the cafe by the window where the sun would shine on your hair and leaving a golden glint like it did on my boat when it was in full sail  Then one day you went away our love became a mystery that was never solved now your'e here and I ask you why  There was a war, she said I lost this guy and you came along to fill the void and share my sorrow  I loved you, Jake,  your silly hat the way you tipped it, the boat , the cat who begged for fish after each catch she paused and lit another smoke  . took a puff and exhaled and said   Then one day , he showed up , his name was Clive the guy I mentioned had survived and left his tags with a guy who died and he became an MIA he was hiding out in Mandalay involved in something, he wouldn't say but he wanted me there, he promised me fame I was a singer, you know and all the dough that I could want or all I could take I just had to know how to play the game Then I thought of you Jake and what we had and I told him , No  He got mean, Jake  and threatened to expose me  for what I really was and I couldn't bear for you to hear my sordid past, my constant fear we're both alike, you and me, he said We'll take what the world has to give and  grab  it by the throat or I’ll destroy you if you don’t As time went by,it didn't take long to see he was singing a different song His lies and schemes, the other dolls I lost my respect and I didn't care I had to get out, I needed a plan to rid myself of this rotten man  There was this guy, Buck who ran the bar, he pitied the plight that I was in, he hated Clive as much as I I told him I watched Clive at the end of each night the cash he hid in a special place no doubt to leave in a hurry in case things got hot he would check to see how much was stashed if it was worth the dare, we would split down the middle and make our departure at the crack of dawn I knew a Burmese captain who owned a scow who asked no questions for a fee he'd have  some cabins for you and me  Just before closing , I feigned getting ill and called for Clive to aid me somehow to stay awhile and give me a pill and while he was there, Buck went to that spot took the cash and lit out that night to wait for me. at a pre destined place  My bag was packed in another room I told Clive I would rest and join him soon But as soon as he left, I slipped out  to the back, grabbed a cab headed for freedom away from that man thinking of you and to make things right  She paused for a moment and put out her smoke and I thought I saw a drop of blood form on the corner of her mouth she quickly wiped her hand across her face and continued her story at a slower pace  I arrived at the pier where the scow lay docked took one look behind me and looked at the clock of the building where we were to meet checked my watch that matched the time I saw a jeep pull up and he saw me two grips in his hand and a smile on his face he said, I got his dough, I'll leave his jeep It's the least I can do for that miserable creep I said there's no time to waste just show me the dough we'll split down the middle and get ready to go he said, "Oh" I'm ready to go but my plans have changed I'm traveling alone but I'll leave just enough to change your luck this one's for you and this one's for Buck  I suspected as much and I scowled as he grinned but his mouth shaped an O as he looked down below the knife in his  stomach pulsed  blood from his guts too late I saw his gun come up as he fell I fell a pain in my side and clutched my coat I picked up the bags  and summoned up strength to get onto the boat  I looked at the captain and said There's double the price if we can get away soon get up some steam  and head for Rangoon the captain patched me up  as good as he could with the aid of some rum and a smoldering wood to cauterize the wound  I knew it was wrong to take his life but I was prepared to kill him to end this strife as a precaution, I took the knife that we used to cut bait with  a long time ago the knife stirred up memories  that you and I had that pressed my decision to leave that cad but the wound didn't heal, the lead lay impacted I was resigned to my fate to see you once more before it's too late... and here you are  She collapsed in my arms and I held her tight with tears in my eyes , her audible sighs gasping for breath and leaning toward death  And before she expired, her hand on my face she said Where have you been all life, babe waiting for you, I cried waiting for you

I've spent the day thinking
wondering if its real.
There has to be a special way
to show you how I feel.
Your presence makes me tremble
your eyes alight with love
if there is a place called heaven
you were sent from up above
I think of all the memories
the times we spent together
The one thing that I'll always
know is we will be forever.
I think back to the day
of when we said "I Do"
and you softly whispered in my ear
the words "I love you"
I felt true love that day
and feel it more and more
We have created something magic
in our family of four.
You have been in my thoughts all day
long and then it dawned on me
My love for you is so strong
I want the world to see
I want to take you in my arms
and dance under the rain
So Chris, will you do me the honor
of marrying me again?

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/marry-me-again#ixzz36FcQs7aW
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Can we just run away
Together, just me and you?
Have fun, forever play?
You know, just the two of us?

Can we just leave this place?
Just run hand in hand?
Be together all our days?
And never ever look back...

Can we just walk
Together under the stars?
I'll kiss your hand and your lips?
And you can have my heart?

Can we just laugh?
Innocent giggles, loving looks?
I'll have your love and you can have mine?
Because it's my heart and love you took....

Can we just walk
For hours on end?
We'll talk about anything?
And we can lay upon your bed…

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/can-we-just#ixzz36FdtbDD4
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Crackling fires and glasses of wine
a walk on the beach forgetting the time
this is all nice and things we should do
but these aren't the things that make me love you

Fighting for bed sheets and racing for the better car
aiming for my mouth with animal crackers from afar
tipping the canoe and watching lunch float away
these are the special things that make me want to stay

Slapping an insect from my arm onto yours
Holding everyone up taking pictures on tours
Forget about reservations there's a hostel in site
or maybe we'll backpack it and camp for the night

These are the special things that make me love you
Your educated, witty, funny and true
So next time you kiss me or take me by the hand
I want you to know just where I stand

I don't need fires or glasses of wine
I don't need beaches to forget about time
And even though we have done that and more
It's your love that makes me stay, it is you I adore
I love you with all of my heart...

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/fires-wine-beach-and-time#ixzz36FewCgz1
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Imaginary world where I don't belong
The only thing that keeps me here is you
Kissing me softly holding me tightly
Prisoner of my mind

Racing thoughts through my head
Un-controlling feelings that bind my soul
Release me
Untie me
Yet never let go

Why do I stay where I don't belong
Why do I hold on
These thoughts are so real
I cant tell my own reality anymore
You consume me
Control me
Take me

Imaginary world where I don't belong
The only thing that keeps me here is you
Kissing me softly holding me tightly
Prisoner of my mind

I cant let go of your lingering touch
For even in reality I feel you there
Consuming me
Controlling me
Taking me
Desperation of the mind
Prisoner in my own right
Reality is a burden I cannot bare

Passion consumes me
The thoughts consume me
You consume me
Release me
Untie me
Yet never let go
For I am your prisoner
Prisoner of the mind

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/prisoner-of-my-mind#ixzz36FfAw8gZ
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I.
She never looked as beautiful as she did that night
Sparkling pink dress
Her smile made the gods envious
She seemed to glide around the hall
Full of femininity
Full of beauty

II.
Across the hall sit's a half-drunk man in a rented suit
His life is going nowhere
Love just never seemed to happen for him
Year after year you could smell his virginity
The occasion is a wedding
But for him, it is like he stands over a grave

III.
The festivities forces him to raise his glass
He tells everyone stories
About his best friend
About the times they have spent together
It is as if he is giving a eulogy
(If only he knew how true that really is)

IV.
The dance! The dance!
The public celebration
Of hidden romance
Man and wife hip-to-hip
The rhythm of the moment
Moving to a beat
His activity
Her receptivity
Their love in bloom
He feels the sweat on her back
(Dancing is so erotic)
A couple of minutes and the song is over

V.
Inebriated from the feeling of love in the room
And with the help of a few cocktails
He addresses her:
Would you like to dance?
His voice exposes his inability for these types of things
Their naked hands meet
Her soft skin contains the power to heal
Suddenly his life make sense
Today he has lost a friend
But gained a soul mate

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-dance#ixzz36FfIKcEe
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I ran in blessed drizzle,
I walked across the silver desserts.
I dived under golden sun gleams, and
I passed thousand of seas;
To get to the Seven Gates.
Sometimes I was lost in a crowd
But I felt your love's power
Pulling me towards you all the time.
Will we be able to survive together?
For this world is a flaring place
But I'll gladly take the chance, for
You are the only one I love till eternity.
I stopped, and saw the empty skies above,
A graveyard with a newly buried couple,
A dark cloud wandering lonely.
But the silver line in it,
Manifested the diamond necklace I gave you.
Then came a fresh breeze
I felt your sweet voice and divine aroma in it.
So I saw you in a sea of roses,
In a blossoming bud,
In a luminous sunbeam,
In a fragrant wind,
And then everywhere.
Suddenly there were colors and songs in the atmosphere.
An angel was sprinkling magical dust
A cupid was shooting arrows of flowers.
My heart leaped out
For I saw my Cinderella…………
She's a divine Goddess, I was feared to touch.
She had lit a lamp for me
But I was the one who burnt all the time.
She does not know…………………………
Her voice filled my vacant ears,
Her magical eyes stung in my heart,
Her glittering smile made haloes in me.
She was my secret promise…………..
The flames that burned in my heart,
Now have become caressing petals.
I removed my heart and gave to her,
She wore it in her wedding finger.

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/my-secret-promise#ixzz36FfPKqXf
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When I am looking into your eyes,
I see all the loves you have for me
I see in your eyes you care for me a lot
I see your love for me is true
And you will do whatever it takes to have me in your life

When I am looking into your eyes,
I see your love for me is unconditional
Your eyes tell me you will never leave me
You will always stay by my side
To protect and cherish me

When I am looking into your eyes,
I see with you everything is possible
I see in your eyes your love for me is everlasting
Your eyes tell me you really, really love me

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/love-in-your-eyes#ixzz36FfVoTgi
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For every step I take toward the sun, the spark that lit the fire inside me dwindles. History slated on unforgiving stone erodes; A weakly chiseled dream. But I will remember it all, and tongues shall breed these words and hold them with intent. Oh, how we have fallen! Mighty and meek alike. We were once just, and strong. But greatness has cast down it's poisoned banquet and corrupted hearts that once bled for glory. It is with a bitter tongue I speak these words! Remember the reason we set foot outside of our city gates. Remember the certainty in your hearts; that we men would give people hope! Hope for life without malice. Hope for a life of freedom! A chance for prosperity! ...but what prosperity have we given? Short of the bountiful throng of arrows that have captured the eyes of this land and left it's people in fear? Does a just King rule with the might of fear?! Or does a King rule with compassion? I ask you men, you loyal few. What would you have me do? Would you have me slaughter this woman; this beautiful princess of her people and take her home as a prize for conquest merely because her husband was the one that stood in the way? Is her beauty the cost of her life? She has wronged not one of us, and yet you Brakkdus scoff at the thought of her surviving her King. Why? Here I thought men of honor followed me, I thought men of courage swung my blades! And, yet you fear this woman who could no sooner do you harm than your own from the bed that you left her in! No, Princess Xavia shall survive her King and remain here with her people. I refuse to conquer the land of a tyrant, only to settle for it's fallen ruler's morality! If that does not befit you, then surely I am not your King. -James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved Princess Xavia's Response I stand with humility before such valor My people have borne the burden of swords and arrows, they are silent with fear and trembling before you Which would be yours to burden them with once again yet you offer them freedom and me my life...when you could shame not only me but those who are entrusted to me I would prefer to fall upon the blades of your men than to become flesh passed amongst them the destiny of a woman who has became the chattel of a lost victory My blood be shed before such shame be cast upon me Yet you.... you have offered me back my Kingdom and restored my name Gallant your soul in the shadow of such a night beneath the dark stars where only the flames of a burnt, ashen city provide any warmth for my grieving people You have offered them hope through a frail vessel such as myself, such honor is seldom written upon the hearts of men in days such as these Your compassion is a light in this darkness these times inscribed with blood such is this age, when the voice of stones speak more gently than the hearts of men Dark are these days and black is the moon of these nights, in these lost reveries we journey through dreams that have become nightmares Yet strength has arisen in one man, a leader who throws light back at the fallen stars granting the nights a moment of solace for your honor has returned hope a light stronger than blaze of the midday sun And as I take back my broken people we shall take refuge in your kindness and in that light of lights shall we rebuild this Kingdom, our sanguine ties shall bind us and we will rise. I gratefully accept my life returned to me through your kind hands And secretly, within a whisper it is my prayer that when I look upon your countenance and the time comes that I shall gaze into your eyes again it shall be as the queen you have restored to her throne and to her people and who keeps quietly within the space between her heartbeats gratitude... and the hope that she will share her throne beside yous should you find her efforts and her heart worthy.

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