White snow covered her hair,
Lace adorned her skin so fair,
A smile so bright and full,
A woman O’ so beautiful.
My Bride.
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Ribbons and Bows
What is it,
That I see?
In the years,
Long behind me.
What is it,
That is there?
In the years,
That I care.
What is it,
Love or hate,
In the years,
I uncrate.
She is there,
With me still.
In my mind
Love that wills.
I turn to see,
Her smiling face,
I feel the,
Gentleness of her grace,
What it is,
I must know,
Why she lingers,
My love it grows.
What is it,
That I feel,
When about her,
A kiss I steal.
Sleeping on pillows,
Covered with bows,
Wonderful dreams,
I tickled each toe,
One to another,
We did wed,
Made love,
On a silken bed.
Twilights last whimper,
We did hear,
But then alas,
You cried my dear.
What is it then,
That I seek,
Looking back,
Feeling so weak.
What is it then,
I want to hold,
You are gone,
With the ribbons and bows…
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If I walk…
If I walk,
To the shore
There you will be,
The love I adore.
If I fall
To the ground,
There you will be,
You have no bounds,
Age to age,
Dusk to dawn,
The love you give,
Will go on and on.
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Coming Soon…Just in time for Halloween.
Bedeviled Coming Soon…
A collection of Stories from the mind of Cleve Sylcox.
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So Little Time
Why do I find so little time,
To talk to you anymore,
After all it is not a crime,
To talk to the one I adore,
In the hallway you pass by,
I say nothing as if it’s taboo,
I ask myself over again why,
Without you I’m so blue,
Hold me in the night,
Kiss me in the daylight,
Warm me all over again,
I need you more than then,
Soft lips that whisper,
Gentle fingers that touch,
I dream of you every night,
I want hold you oh so much.
Empty hands hold no promise,
Unspoken words never linger,
Love not given passes,
With no ring on my finger.
So as time ticks by I see,
In the darkness surrounding me,
An emptiness growing deeper,
Alone where there once was thee.
Dreaming... 