Amanda's

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Amanda's

You asked me to write for you , however you failed to give me a direction to take my thoughts .

I perhaps could speak of love and how eternity can be seen in your eyes. Or I could talk of Lillies and how soft your skin is.

A direction I am without, free to stumble through my thoughts, But ....I think.......YES! i have it .

                                For Amanda a special request,
Wake me with a kiss, let me savor the the scent of your hair, I could spend a lifetime mapping your body......... tracing your form with my fingers.
Never could I get any closer to God physically than to be right here with one of his angels.
Your eyes reflect with the luminescence of a thousand stars, your smile warms the coldest nights.
An honor it is to be graced by your presence .

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

samberr’s Poems (33)

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Razor Blade 5
Greetings 1
Amanda's 0
Obsticles 0
Masters 0
Pain 0
Mistaken 1
I saw her tonight 0
Take a walk 1
Love 0
Broken 1
Death 0
Her 0
Never look back 1
Love is a rose 0
I am that guy 1
Do you know who I am ? 0
Waiting 0
Where have you gone? 1
Alone, Empty 0
Hands 0
Handprint 1
Where life begins...agai
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1
True Love 2
The reason for the rain 1
Stone Garden 1
Resurrection 0
Mi Amor Especial. 1
Ancient Language 1
Dating 1
Untitled 0
Ascent from Perdition 1
Dance with the Moon 5