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'Belize Sunset'
"The most alluring clouds that mount the sky, Owe to a troubled element their forms, Their hues to sunset. If with raptured eye We watch their splendour, shall we covet storms..."
quote excerpted from miscellaneous sonnets, II by William Wordsworth 1888
3 Feb 2005 - Poem :)
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Poems 
The Desire Within
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My every movement
echos my pain
all my lonely nights in vain
wishing somehow to reach you
touch you... so far away
my fingertips caress the keyboard
and my heart beats with a yearning will
to take you into my arms someday
and kiss all the desperation away
I sink down in my chair and watch
like a cat watching her prey
your words they burn a hole in me
deep inside in ecstacy
something about you enfires me
take this chance to seek the truth
will you want to if I do
let me taste your every thought
whispers will entwine in knot
our passions come alive inside
no more will I want to hide
take me close and break me in
show me the desire you hide within. (omg.....arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
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3 Feb 2005 - Dedicated to you :)
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Things have changed inside of me
Only you can now take me
My heart has been altered
Yearning more than yesteryears
Just us now wrapped up in pixels of love
Only another day when the sun rises here
Every day a new day though, it's clear.
So you take my heart away...
Too many miles, hard to say....
Remember the lonliness inside... the fight inside
All those days are past us now...
Vanity lost long ago... long long ago....
I just want only you now.
Nice to see you want the same.
So, Mr. Sir... do you want the same? Really?
Kind eyes, nice smile.. sweet words....
Yes... "yes" you say.
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3 Feb 2005 - Poetry
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tonight....
I touch the sand of a thousand years...
and watch the sunset for the millionth time...
though maybe more than a billion times it has set
and yet has it ever looked so beautiful?
not to my eyes.
The clouds above me glowing like a firey blanket
a temple of blues and reds for gods
yet my temple is within my heart and soul
as I worship you ....
with all my love.
"Oh God take this prayer to heaven and make it come true"
I pray as I sit here before nature
the sky illimunated with every hue...
and the wind , warm and gentle
keeps me company as I float here on this earthy plane
what beauty there is to be seen ....
hoping to see these things with you....
one day ....
My hair drawn back from my face
I watch the waves that break agaist the shore
always returning for more and more
and that's it exactly
the way that I feel ....
The sun glows red as it sets on the horiozon
casting deep shadows on the mountains nearby...
sinking down beneath us....
and yet it's enevitable
that it must do so
for just like love that seems to disappear....
it is not truely so
I turn back to say goodbye
yet it is not goodbye
never will be
ever...
for I know what is real...
facing the east I see a glimmer of starlight
a promise even still
that I won't be alone tonight....
a promise even more that I have one wish...
and so I stay here...
on this shore....
with waves, and sand and starlight to adore...
yet missing you...
with every breath I take...
but able to go on ...
because I know
with all my heart
and my soul
that you will be here
with me
wherever
I may go. Written By Rhonda Lillie 8/21/98
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3 Feb 2005 - Poetry of Mine
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POETRY OF MINE Poem: A period of 12 hours my breathing breaks the silence
that surrounds me tonight...
lying back in my bed watching the shadows
that dance on the ceiling above me
why am I here?
Whispers like poison darts fill my heart..
as I murmur your name... closing my eyes again...
shall I only love a memory?
My tears come streaming like a hole in my heart
and I want to run away and live again
To feel my soul lifted up out of my chest
To look again at the man that I love
the angel that brings me life
and feed him
and love him
and the music in my heart tells me to listen
tells me to love
tells me to live
tells me I can
But the shadows dance above me for the days that wait
and I cry tenderly
and my breasts yearn for you
and my breathing slows down
my eyes close now
and the silence again takes over.
and It will be alright
comforting myself
with your memory
tonight. Written 7/26/- 7/27/98
Between 10pm-10am
A period of 12 hours
By: Rhonda D. Lillie
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My perpetual mood: 
 | 'Forgotten Things' "Moreover, something is or seems,
That touches me with mystic gleams,
Like glimpses of forgotten dreams-- Of something felt, like something here;
Of something done, I know not where;
Such as no language may declare." Quote excerpted from "The Two Voices"
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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