Love in Paris

Summer in Paris, walking by the Seine, evening in a small café, food and wine and time, then jazz wafts over and an evening chill, and time to dance and then be still and laugh and smile, a boutique hotel, and crisp white sheets and slow love until we sleep and recharge our souls full of love happy in the each other’s hearts 

  

She hides #poem #hiding #lies

Behind a mask she hides, all smiles and happiness but deep inside that secret place, she’s hurting all the time, deep inside where no one looks the little girl, she cries, but hidden from the world behind her mask of lies  

  

She wears a mask #poem #feelings #abuse

She wears a mask it cover more than just her face.  She wears a mask to hide those thoughts she truly needs erased.  She wears a mask to protect herself and keeping herself just sane.  She wears a mask to make sure she never feels his pain 

  

I look into the mirror #poem #self #reflection 

When I look into the mirror and don’t recognise who I see, that old women, youth gone, looking back at me, lines of laughter and line of pain, and yes I’d do it all again, for what I see is what I am, and happy now the mirror true, for who I’m looking at is the sum of me, reflecting in the sum you

  

A certain darkness hides inside 

A certain darkness hides insidethe look of fear is hard to hide until that point were there’s nothing left he’s taken all that was her best her eyes full of tears abuse endured for years the realisation a choice is needed but fear of change has make her pause for she knows deep down he loves her true so she lives in fear, and cries at night but dreams a life that is all right

Stand proud #poem #dreams

In my other world were dreams come true, and my fantasies are filled with you, I create a world of wishes, spinning in my head, many shining facets, a diamond I create, but dreams are so ephemeral and difficult to hold, so I turn and face the world stand proud, stand strong, stand bold 

  

In fields from Flanders #d-day #poem

In fields from Flanders to Kabul, they paid for us a price in blood, to defend our freedom, a debt incurred, the widow holds a child, their tears are ours, we stand with pride, together hearts are full, a tear of sorrow and regret, a nation that will never forget, we make this promise to the child we swear we will remember 
  

Path to love #peorty 

Legacy are left behind the trials forgotten now, happiness the future path to love and love as well while we enjoy the wonders that are future memories of life and we bath in love and tenderness together you my wife 

  

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