I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS SECTION TO THE PERSON WHO INSPIRED
THE THOUGHT OF IT. SOMEONE WHO IS GENTLE AND SWEET, ENCHANTING
ME WITH HIS HUMOR, THANK YOU LOVE.
ALL OF THE PICTURES YOU SEE IN THIS SECTION ARE ONES THAT I HAVE TAKEN THROUGH THE YEARS. IN LOOKING THESE HAVE INSPIRED CERTAIN MEMORIES THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SHARE. AND EVENTUALLY I WILL WRITE SOMETHING FOR EACH ONE YOU SEE. 
MEMORIES OF THE SOUL
As I sit here in the darkness, between midnight and the dawn
My thoughts are of another, someone I've not known long
And yet he stirs a wonder, something deep inside of me
For I do not understand it, this enchantment befallen me
And so I light the candle, and I pour a glass of wine
With each sip I wonder, was it somewhere back in time
And as I gaze upon the flame, his hazel eyes I see
Soft and sweet as midnight light, and waters that run deep
As I tip the glass I listen, to the memories from within
A time that was of long ago, before I knew of him
I hear his voice within the night, as he whispers once again
And I feel the rhythm of my soul, that answers back to him
  IN THE NIGHT
As the midnight shadows cast, figures wrapped in moonlite bask
Bathed beneath the palest light, kindling flames within the night
Gentle with his touch is he, to caress a rose as I softly breathe
In his quiet way he moves, within my soul to slowly soothe
Within his hazel eyes I see, tender tones and mystery
Whispers that he speaks to me, drift across my mind with ease
Lips that taste of sweetest wine, melt my heart with endless time
And with the rhythm of the night, embers glow with passions light
Guiding me into his arms, he captures me with all his charms
My lovers breath that sweeps my brow, weakens me and leads me now
Lost within his serenade, I sigh beneath my lovers gaze
Breathing soft against his chest, I fall to sleep in peaceful rest
CARRY ME HOME
Carry me home, in the soft falling snow
Let the horses find their way, as a cold wind blows
In the silence of my mind, let me rest there for a time
Let me find you in my thoughts of yesterday
And as the world fades away, I can almost hear you say
That a memory would always bring you home
And quietly I find, my heart waiting for a sign
How I wish that it were still, yesterday
MY LIFE
Sometimes my life's a mystery, a riddle to unlock
For with each waking moment, I hear the ticking of the clock
I know that time is precious, not to let it slip away
But then it seems I tarry, and am lost along the way
And often I remind myself; it's answers that I seek
But only in the silent soul, will wisdom ever speak
My nights are filled with questions, as I ponder every thought
And so my sleep is restless, as I search for what's been taught
But then you drift into my dreams, and ease my cares it seems
You comfort me with memories, as you softly speak to me
So with the dawning of the day, my heart is lifted up
For I will face what comes my way, no matter what the cost
SERENADE
In the light of the candle glow, I hear you whisper soft and low
Visions drift in flickering light, draws me closer in the night
The silence settles in the air, only the beating of hearts that dare
Speechless breath upon my lips, hazel eyes that quench my thirst
Souls that search for love that's right, become as one within the night
And as the music quietly plays, so begins the serenade
The twining of the lovers knot, that binds the feelings spoken not
The dance of life that's meant to be, will play its music for you and me
With your firm and gentle hands, you touch me as no other can
For when the dance is through you see, the rhythm of life you have shared with me
THE WORLD THROUGH MY EYES
As I sit looking through old photos, I realize that these scenes depict the world through my eyes, flashes of my life, a moment in time captured on one small paper. Studying each one, I carefully recall the image, the emotions, and all the memories of what had been, once upon a time. Odd how we take so many pictures in our lives, the bulk of which remain stored away, not important enough to display, and still too precious to discard. They bring back certain feelings, the essence of an era, the comfort of faces long gone from us now. They show us what used to be, and what has become dear to us for a photo engages the mind to remember, to relive, and to feel anew, that which will never be experienced again. Photos not only take us to a place in time, but they are also a diary of sorts, one tends to not only remember that which is pictured, but also of the events leading up to it, and those which followed.
A picture can capture the eyes of a child full of wonder and surprise. And as we grow into young adults, pictures show us a world that looks so tempting and promising. In early adult years, we are pictured in the midst of comradery and newfound independence, a time of new beginnings and of building on those experiences that shape our future. In the prime of our years, we often look back and reflect, this is the time when too often, we think of what would have been, if only we had known. And the pictures let us rediscover what was good about our inexperience with life, in love, and fate. Now standing in the midst of our destiny, we wonder what will be, almost as if we are young once again.
As I look again at the world through my eyes, I realize how much my thoughts have changed over the years, how the world has changed from the way I had seen it years ago and how I view it now. One thing that these pictures teach me, is that one is never too old to dream, and never to old to feel young again, and that the changing of the world matters little, but that it is the change within me that matters most. Though the world seems so distant at times, a far off place to be discovered in each breath I take, knowing that as I exhale, I leave a bit of myself in that place and time captured in a mere second on a small piece of paper. Even though no one will know I was there, it is those breaths that I will remember when I look back at a place frozen in time. Pictures that will take me back once again to a place I loved, to a memory of what was good about life. Then once again I will see the world "through my eyes."
SOMEONE I WILL TREASURE
There are men that I must say, have brightened my life in many ways
And in these lines I speak of one, that touches me as no one could
Though I know you're not aware, it was your soul that brought me near
For when I thought the way was lost, it was your rhythm that I sought
And in your subtle ways it seems, you lit the path for me to see
And though I will not stay with you, I thank you sir for friendship true
And with your gentle smile I know, you'll understand when I must go
For life is not as one would wish, the road we travel will have its twists
But there are treasures in my heart, sweet sung memories that will never part
And in your gracious way you see, you have given so much to me.
And with a humble soul I pose, this one request that no one knows
That in the silence of the night, dance with me in the pale moonlight
CHOICES
I was told today to focus, on the things that mean the most
But first I am to find them, and somehow I do feel lost
For in my heart the mysteries, are tugging at my thoughts
And in my soul I feel you, as you touch me oh so soft
I know my path was chosen, and is there for me to grasp
But now it seems you've found me, and I wonder at the past
But I was told to ponder, and to weigh within the cost
And with each hand I question, of which is greater loss
For if I choose of one to be, I must set the other free
Or if I choose of both I know, that none is there for me
But I must choose for me alone, and know what's right inside
For only then will happiness, allow me to abide
So I wander through my thoughts, of the choices I must make
To walk alone along the edge, or with you do I wake?
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