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The evening rings softly through

The halls of my heart, bearing a strange

Gift of contentment.

 

There on the hillside we wait for the

Warm glow of the evening sky to give

Way to the secrets we share.

 

I wait for the night.

 

I wait for my dreams.

It is here that I learn through my

Weakness and find the need to move on.

By the witness tree, I breathe again.

 

Deep in the night I find my fortune in the

Arms of my woman. I find peace in the

Gentle sounds of her loving heart.

 

For so long she has kept my voice and

Spoke such strong words against the rising

Tide of doubt, sin and shame.

           

 But tonight I give in to her hopes and beauty,

 And find my spirit rising in the far sky as we

 Fly within the wind’s embrace.

           

                                                Aaron Cornett

                                                05.18.2012

 

 

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I been alone in this window so long with only the style of the masters to warm me. Most stop by and think this style poem old school. I believe it has been going strong for centuries and can never ever wither. Thank You for your hot words of...

I been alone in this window so long with only the style of the masters to warm me. Most stop by and think this style poem old school. I believe it has been going strong for centuries and can never ever wither. Thank You for your hot words of feelings and love. This poem and its style has heaven falling down threw the clouds upon it. Thank You loved it.

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