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Your words were found and I did eat them

I feasted on your soul . Your thoughts satisfied me and thrilled me and made me feel alive .

Writing from your heart to mine . You awakened me and quickened my heart beat .

You made me feel alive because you taught me to love again to desire again .

For a man who lives with no desire is just an empty shell . He doesn’t really live .

Your words so sweet , your thoughts like a gentle breeze called me and I answered and now here I am brought into this pleasant place . Your words and your thoughts and your desires spread before me like a delicious banquet .

I can’t get enough of your soul .

Words dance around in my head like fluttering hummingbirds . My heart is stirred and my pen must write .

Sleep eludes me as I’m filled with life . My writing becomes a part of me it takes over my very being .

I love these nights of soft candle lights and the tv in the background with words turned down

Poetry exuding from my fingertips . It flows like fire like magical power it takes a hold of me in wonderful ways. It is magnetic in its force and in its power .

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The thunder sounds across the sky like an irresistible force that won’t be denied .

My heart is pounding with desire , its force inside me demands that I write .

Like thunder and lightning so irresistible . Is the power of love and desire for it won’t be denied .

I am under its grip I am under its force , and there’s about to be a torrential downpour inside my heart .

With unyielding velocity it flows . My heart is pounding in my chest . For it’s good to feel and it’s good to be alive . Under the power of loves desire .

When words are enough it’s a beautiful thing

It means we’ve reached the goal the ideal that causes others hearts to explode and come to life .

When they can relate to your words and read their own thoughts in yours .

When they capture the flow and harmony of what you are intending , when your emotions become theirs .

When their own hearts revealed in yours it’s a beautiful thing .

In some ways magical .

This is why we write , and we have reached our goal when words are enough .

The thunder sounds across the sky like an irresistible force that won’t be denied .

My heart is pounding with desire , its force inside me demands that I write .

Like thunder and lightning so irresistible . Is the power of love and desire for it won’t be denied .

I am under its grip I am under its force , and there’s about to be a torrential downpour inside my heart .

With unyielding velocity it flows . My heart is pounding in my chest . For it’s good to feel and it’s good to be alive . Under the power of loves desire .

You stir me with your beauty like a beautiful song .

You’re like the song that is stuck in my head that has become my theme all day .

Your beautiful smile that lights up the room . The sweet sound of your voice . The light dancing in your eyes. Playfully calling me to join you in the dance .

You are like the book that I want to read more . The beautiful alluring cover . I want to open and look inside .

Read each precious outline and get the basic feel for who you are .

Would you let me read you till the end?

Will you let me read all your sequels?

For I understand if your book is closed .

Perhaps you’re more like a personal journal ?

Rather than an open book ?

Either way the truth is , I’d like to read you more for your cover draws me and your eyes reveal the hidden content .

Can we love the way a person thinks without knowing how a person looks?

What is it about mental attractions that are so unique?

Don’t get me wrong, the physical is also important , but maybe the mental and emotional attractions are deeper .

The beauty of writing is I can be mentally attracted to you first without even knowing what you look like .

Or I can find an emotional complimentary friendship without seeing you .

I’m sure you are attractive outwardly too . I don’t think I’m too bad either . But the joy of poetry is I can get to know you mentally and emotionally , before ever seeing you physically .

This makes the attraction deeper in my opinion , and maybe If we majored on mental and emotional first , friendships would be more fulfilling .

Let me be your coffee that you drink and consume and let my words satisfy your soul .

Drink them up and let them reach every part of you . Warming yourself inside .

Drink up my soul . Feast on my heart and let it fill you with all that you need for your brightest day .

My heart is poured out for all who are thirsty , come drink from my fountain till your hearts content .

Filling your mind with peace

Satisfying and stilling your emotions . Making them content and purring like a cat .

You may drink them black in their raw bitter state

You may add some creme and brighten your day

You may add to them sugar to make them sweeter .

However you choose my words are yours .

That early morning feeling rolling over me like soft gentle waves .

My soul feeling refreshed as your beauty is on my mind .

I love these feelings first thing

It makes one glad to be alive and it fills me with a brighter prospect of what things are in store.

Feeling like a warm gentle flame that will never run out . Come warm yourself and find healing in my flame .

Let it set your heart aglow if your heart is feeling low .

May you leave with new energy for having spent the time with me.

Let’s start the day well .

Oh woman with the Midas touch

For everything you touch turns to gold

A touch so gentle , a touch so sweet .

A vital treasure in this harsh world .

For the world is not won by the strong but it’s won by the gentle . The gentle woman’s touch .

Like the King who conquered empires but was conquered by a woman . So a woman’s touch can rule the world .

Your gentle touch is what is missing .

Your gentle touch is what I need .

For a man may gain all the treasures of the world but if he misses a woman’s gentle touch he is empty inside , for nothing else will ever satisfy like a woman’s gentle touch .

You stir me with your beauty like a beautiful song .

You’re like the song that is stuck in my head that has become my theme all day .

Your beautiful smile that lights up the room . The sweet sound of your voice . The light dancing in your eyes. Playfully calling me to join you in the dance .

You are like the book that I want to read more . The beautiful alluring cover . I want to open and look inside .

Read each precious outline and get the basic feel for who you are .

Would you let me read you till the end?

Will you let me read all your sequels?

For I understand if your book is closed .

Perhaps you’re more like a personal journal ?

Rather than an open book ?

Either way the truth is , I’d like to read you more for your cover draws me and your eyes reveal the hidden content .

My memories in my music

With each song your faces all come to mind

Former lovers , former friends .

Beautiful highlights of growing into a man

The music formed me and helped me through some hard times .

Even now the music has never lost its power

For when I replay the songs they are ever new while stirring up old memories .

I’m not the man I was , but yet to be the man I ought to be .

Growing into me , with the memories of those who’ve helped me along the way .

The good friends . The good women who have all spoken into my life

All have been a precious part of my journey so far .

For when I remember you I remember you in a song .

If I give you a song then you have touched me in a big way .

My song list is still growing , will you make the list?

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I crave your beauty more than I should .

I find in my heart a battle with selfishness and a heart that admires your beauty like a work of art .

I am happy that attraction is there .

When I see you I can admire you and a part of me even wants you . But as I know you as a person I see in you a beautiful person . More than natural curves , more than natural beauty .

For I see the inner beauty that is you .

The way you talk , the way you think, the way you dream and the way you desire . I’m attracted to you for you . The lines of communication are open . As we partake heart to heart of the words we write .

Your emotions are lovely to feed upon and engage .

Your inner life so sweet and precious , like the soft center of a hard candy . You wear down its outer resistance patiently , until you arrive at its prize .

Who you are within is more beautiful than your outside . Your outside is pleasant to look upon . But I want to get into the heart of the matter . The heart of who you really are .

So here we are feeding our inner life which is often neglected . What people call irl is only the surface of the reality of where we exist .

For there is an even greater reality inside of us . Something we need to nurture often .

Confident beauty

It’s what is lacking in some of the most beautiful people .

Needing a pick me up and positive words to see yourself in love’s truest light.

I speak the words that are your mirror . The words that cause you to see the truth . The truth sets you free as the limitations are blown away .

Your true beauty shines forth for all to see . Your confidence now soaring . The missing ingredient that now completes you .

With my minds eye I see what others do not see

I see beauty in so many ways that the natural eye cannot see .

With my minds eye I see through the laughter and through the rain .

I see the pain but I see the beautiful woman you are about to become .

So filled with potential I wish you could see .

For If you could what I see in you , it would be easier going through what you are currently facing.

It’s all working in your favor

Take heart for you are a beautiful story inside

Waiting to be unlocked and ready to be written . The most beautiful human that you are .

Writing like no one’s reading .

Nothing held back in reserve .

Putting my words out there without the fear of displeasure or rejection .

The sweet vulnerability of writing without reserve .

When I read my words it’s like I’m looking in the mirror at my own soul .

Seeing my own heart with all its desires .

I hope you feel it too .

The heart is deep we will never run out of things to write .

Open your heart and discover its depths

Explore all the treasures deep inside you

She was the Queen of hearts

She always won .

I thought I was strong

I thought I was immune

Not used to losing but I could tell how she dealt the cards she was in control .

Nervously I looked at the hand I was dealt

I saw her irresistible beauty staring back at me .

I tried to bluff but she saw right through me .

Her beauty made me nervous .

She could read my heart

Of course she could she was the Queen of hearts

I left the table broken and defeated

She took all I had

Just one more heart conquered by the Queen of hearts

I will be yours for as long as you need me .

No questions asked , no awkward moments required .

I just know these moments we may have together may be life altering and changing . Even if we are not together for a lifetime .

You are free to explore . Free to enjoy . You are in control of your own times and ways .

But as long as you need me I will be here

Your positive influence . For as long as you like I will be your muse . Your source of inspiration

Your place of positivity .

Your gentleman in arms . The one you can come too for strength and for truth .

You can count on me for as long as you need me .

And if it ever comes time to leave , then leave with freedom and grace .

How about that coffee?

You know you need it .

Not just the coffee but a good sit down

A place where you can pour out your heart and be heard .

A place where we share and unload our burdens

A place where we understand each other

A place where we can learn to laugh at our problems together .

That moment where the world stands still as we drink our coffee in sync .

Strengthened by the time

Encouraged by the moment .

So how about that coffee?

There’s no time like the present .