the way of my baby

I learn the way of my Baby so weet
she is a bustling mayhem of energy so deep
the strenght to show and distinguish  the lines
carries her on throughout the times

Her mind and ideas continue to resonate and evolve
anabeling the ability to always solve
She is here to be
the ever present sanctuary

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Dreamland

She sleeps at midnight
without a care in the world
refined and unconfined
with all the noughts and crosses
of the worlds unjust losses

She dreams at dawn
with her arms outstreched wide
until her eyes open
and the lines are spoken
of the unfairness that surrounds
all journeys abound
out at the point

She slumbers in the morning
with her thoughts in her head
unabashed and tormented
but a level head full of senses
of what is right and fair
to offer an outreached hand to care

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a simple innocence

I love the sound of my girlfriend next to me
this is the way I always wanted it to be
a simple innocence rises and pervades
amongst the dark night and shades
the air so crisp enveloping our room
untill the dawn interrupts way too soon

An essence of contentment drifs across her skin
no doubt that there is a deep love within
to choose a heart so loving and pure
brings me back to that beautiful slumber
holding her hand so tight and sure

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like a buttercup

Like a buttercup
cupped in my arms
like a delicate piece of string
entwined next to me

The warmth of a bosom
breathing so slow
silence and peace
pervades throughout

Holding her close
eyes adrift
embrace and behold
that morning gift

the student