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#69343 - 10/16/04 09:02 PM
A Single Fantasy Poem
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He Saw We
He looked into my eyes And to my surprise, He saw me.
He saw the woman, strong on the outside, Willing, able and ready to abide. He saw me.
He reached for my hand but not to lead me into temptation. Not just a thrill, a sensation. He felt me.
He pulled me close to him and said, “To thee, I bring marital love to our wedding bed." He felt me.
He kissed my lips And deep down into my hips, He felt me.
He saw my tears From many painstaking years, He loved me.
He saw the artist in my soul. He saw a woman to behold. He loved me.
He looked into my eyes again He saw the loneliness driving me insane. He loved me.
He made love to my mind, Careful was he not to leave me behind. He became we.
He stepped to me with subtle passion, The sort that has no ration, He became we.
He wiped my pain away, With just four words, “ I’m here to stay.” He became we.
He saw we, Not he, not she But we.
Where is he?
Sugaree [ October 16, 2004, 02:03 PM: Message edited by: Sugaree ]
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#69344 - 10/16/04 09:09 PM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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Sugaree, good. You had me until that last line. "Where is he?" Hmm....I thought he was right there! Thanks for sharing! - Donna
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#69346 - 10/16/04 09:31 PM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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Sugaree, I pray he is on the horizon awaiting God's timing to cross your path.
A lovely piece. - Donna
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#69347 - 10/16/04 11:59 PM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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You dear girl created every woman's fantasy man. We all, I believe long for what you so vividly described. Some lucky women have such a man, but they are a rarity, like the vanishing bald Eagle or other endangered species. Idon't want to seem brash but does GOOD LUCK get my sentiment across? I truly hope you are one of the lucky ones and find such a treasure.
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#69348 - 10/17/04 04:04 AM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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That was a great poem, Sugaree!! I used to write a lot of single/single again poems and stories before I remarried. (Can't really do that now, but some are still online somewhere) Here is one I wrote. “I'll Call You” I met him on a summer night. The moon was full, the stars were bright. Oh, could he be my Mr. Right? Tall and dark, a touch of gray, a flirting glance he tossed my way. Yes, this must be my lucky day! We danced, we laughed and talked a while. He mesmerized me with his smile. I found a man with warmth and style. I knew at once that this was fate. He asked me for a dinner date! Had I just found the perfect mate? Kindred souls we seemed to be. No longer yearning to be free. All his life he'd searched for me. He held my hand and kissed me too. Somewhere inside I guess I knew. The last he said was, “I'll call you.” Thought I'd add my two cents Seriously, there are some good ones out there. I found one. But, let me tell you - it took a looooot of looking. I should write a book on the parade of not so hots and commitment phobics that fell by the wayside. Louisa
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#69349 - 10/17/04 05:25 AM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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Oh Louisa, I appreciate your two-cent. All 'sense' count in this quest. I'm no spring chicken to this dating game either. But, as the ones that finally were discovered by Mr. Right would have it, he's worth the wait. Without info which is a derivative of experience, how would we know the difference between Mr. Right and Mr. WRONG? Well, besides the obvious signs. But, the obvious is not what traps us all of the time, or most. It's the subtle little white lies...the blatant actions that we tend to excuse...those are the ones. Perfect example; I posted here about a man I believed I loved earlier this year. Because I was blinded by other issues in life and his 'passion' I really thought that it was love. It took a host of Boomerwomen to convince me that my feelings were 'lust' not love. Of course I wanted to rebell-rebuke their opinions. But, since I enjoy keeping it as real as possible, I had to revisit my self and compare what was said to me by women that 'seemed' to know what they were speaking of. "Up until that point I'd valued their opinion, why stop now?" was a question my rebellious mind presented. I value all input...some with a grain of salt, especially the opinions from the folk with glass houses...the ones with storage rooms for closets that keep it real are the most valued of all. I can't say that I hate hypocrits but they sure do make life difficult...but, God's children all the same so I love them too. (Oooops, was that a tangent? ) Since you're married now and have been here...pondering and wondering who, when and especially 'why', how did u know that he was whom HE sent to spend the rest of your life with? Nice poetry, BTW. And I'm happy for you that you don't have to express like this any longer. God bless. PS. Chatty reality hit very close to home on my 'love vs. lust' situation...made me revisit again and again. Since then, I've wanted to 'see' him but have resisted the temptation. Hooorrraaay! So far. [ October 16, 2004, 10:36 PM: Message edited by: Sugaree ]
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#69350 - 10/17/04 03:33 PM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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Well Sugaree, it wasn't easy. It took a long time. I don't believe in rushing into anything. I've seen too many horrendous things happen. When I met him, it was through a good friend, but it was not planned or anything like that. We just bumped into him one night and she introduced us. Although I didn't know him, I knew of him. I knew who he was. His kids had gone to school with mine and his son and my nephew were good friends. I knew he was going through a divorce. We hung around some of the same places and became frieds. We didn't actually go out on a date until about 5 months later. It takes a long time to trust another person again. Anyone else I had dated was obviously not serious and there was always some nagging doubt or red flags all over the place. There were no red flags here. We've been together 12 years now. Our 5th anniversary is coming up in Jan. I wrote an article about Dating Remumes you might want to read. It's kind of silly, but there is a lot of truth to it. It is on www.datingexpo.com if you want to read it. Louisa
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#69354 - 10/18/04 01:25 AM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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I am auditing this awesome, and I do mean AWESOME!, class on the Songs of Solomon, Deeper Intimacy with God. Incredible! God views us (Christians) as the Bride of Christ. When I was reading Sugaree's poem it made me think of the Lord and how deep His love is for us. HE SEES ME! HE KNOWS ME! HE WANTS ME! In Songs the King is dining with the Shunamite woman (his bride) He tells her she has dove's eyes and she responds "You are so handsome". A dove has no peripheral vision so he is commenting on how focussed she is on Him and she in response is saying how can I not be focussed on you, My Love, you are so handsome!!! It is when we see the "Beauty" of the Lord and see His tenderness, mercy, grace and glory that we become focussed and passionate about Him. In our passion and longing for Him we find our freedom and peace. I know that is not what this topic is about, but the poem made me think of the Perfect Love and who loves us more perfectly? He sees every frailty, sin, shortcoming, hurt, etc. and calls us Beautiful and His Beloved! I had missed some of the classes so I bought the CD set along with the workbook to go back and do the lessons I missed. If there is anything I need in this world more than intimacy with God, I don't know what it is. He is the Kindest Person I have ever met!
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#69358 - 11/13/04 01:44 AM
Re: A Single Fantasy Poem
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Dear Mixed, One of my all time heroines is Toni Morrison and she writes; Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.Then goes on to say; Our old shit is so precious to us. We tenderly harbor our old resentments and periodically throw them pieces of fresh meat to keep them alive. We nurture our anger. We don't do anything to work it through or let it go, we just hang on and nurture it. And we wonder why we feel so stuck and held back in our lives. When we hold onto old shit, it weighs us down. It is as if our feet are stuck in fresh tar. There comes a time that we can see that it doesn't really matter what someone has done to us, our holding on to it is hurting us not them, and if we want to heal, we had best take our old shit and fertilize the flowers... By Toni Morrison - Author I feel the only way to grow is to let go and don't you dare count yourself out of the wonders of life.. You have alot to offer and there is another chance waiting for you out there Mixed.
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