Show Your Love on Valentine's Day!

A Dedication to My First Earthly Love

Perfect Love can be achieved.
Perfect Love can be achieved.

Open your heart and accept the concept.
Determination and obedience
honor and devotion
first and foremost to God.

The response:
He is in the plan
He is in the plan.

Comfort peace
trust and kindness.

It seems so simple
'cause it is.
It seems so good
'cause it is.
It seems so right
'cause it is.

A better love, a kinder lover
a love that isn't caught up in routine
is a Perfect Love
a unique love
a free love
is God's Love!

Create it.
Renew it.
Believe it.
You owe it to yourself.

Stop saying it can't be.
Stop accepting doubts.
Stop binding your heart.
Limiting your love.
Limiting your time.
Restricting your emotions.

GROW...
Let Love Go...
Let God handle it.
And ride, ride, ride, it eternally...
Here's to Beginnings!


Nicholl McGuire
http://spiritualpoemsbynicholl.blogspot.com

Christian Love

Feed my soul
with worthy conversation
stimulate my mind
not with ole-fashioned talk
forget about t.v. or
memorable family experiences.

Ask me a question
I'll supply the answer
let us converse
about today, tomorrow and
the future
never forgetting to mention God.

Nicholl McGuire

I'm Afraid

My heart is sinking
gradually
into the pit
of my stomach
as my walls
surround
and suffocate it.

My outside showing
my inside
I ache
everyday
and I'm afraid.

Poor me, I ignore the feelings,
the visions, the thoughts.

I love today
because I am away from what some
call home.
I hate tomorrow
because he'll be there.

I shouldn't stay
I know...
but I don't know.

He cries with no tears
I cry with many tears
and each time it just
gets worse.

And I thought it
would become easier
and easier to leave,
but it hasn't.

Nicholl McGuire is the author of Laboring to Love an Abusive Mate, Amazon.com
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Men and a Field Full of Women

So you wonder
why we change?

When you are to blame
for you fought
to get us
then later
you don't need us.

So you try to be polite,
"This is too much."
"I need my space."
"Maybe we can be friends."
and we travel separate paths.

But then you claim you love us
with a flash of a ring
you call us all the time
you say how much
you want us
need us
you say you've changed
and by this time
we're suppose to believe you.

Nicholl McGuire

A Foreign Time - January 9, 1997

And then there is you ...
I remember.
All smiles.
You flirted and teased me.
And I briefly forgot.
Years went by as people
walked through our lives.
I thought of you once-in-awhile.

And then there is you...
I remember.
I was nervous and afraid
of saying the wrong thing.
You were open, charming
and only a friend.

And then there is you...
wanting something more these days.
Reminiscing is all that I had in mind.

Nicholl McGuire

I'll Be Home Soon

Wishing, hoping, waiting
for you to call
can't wait until we see each other again.
I can feel you inside of me
your heart is beating
you are so very sad.

The distance is getting next to you.
You want what you can't have for now.
Hurry up, hurry up!!!
Time is not making the heart grow fonder.
Time is breaking an already wounded heart.

The flight is too much for my pocket.
The train is too long for my soul.
The bus is too crowded for my thoughts.

I will be home soon!
I will make love like you have never felt before!
I will leave my imprint within you.
You will never desire another...

Coming home soon,

Yours.


by Nicholl McGuire
http://spiritualpoemsbynicholl.blogspot.com

The Ripple Effect

Did I tell you I am in love?

I guess I didn't have to when you could see it on my face.

Disappointed because you misunderstood my smile for being single.

You thought you had a chance.

"I bet I could keep that smile on her face," so you thought.

Sorry, I'm sure you couldn't.

You see, the man that tattooed this smile to my face, made love to me the night before like ocean waves gently pushing their way upon the sand. The ripple effect was amazing!

So turn and walk away.

Thing about the what ifs.

You will find her one day.

You may have her already.

Tattoo a smile on her face, wash up beautiful memories upon her shore and who knows what might happen...maybe a ripple effect...


by Nicholl McGuire
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I Know You

You don't know me
but I know you.

Been watching you for awhile now.
You like your eggs scrambled and your coffee black.

You leave about 8:30 a.m. from the shop
and off to work you go.

My ears have been open a long time to your voice.
Didn't have to follow you out the door to know where you work.

A white collar brotha, smart.
You closed a deal the other day, the biggest one in your career.

Recently you suffered a loss in your family so I heard.
Thought I might leave a note by your plate when you stepped away.
"I'm sorry" is all I would have said.

I thought of revealing myself, but I knew you were damaged goods.
For it isn't that easy to get over your wife.


Nicholl McGuire
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Love Me or Lust Me? That is the Question.

Kiss me.

Stroke my hair.

Look into my eyes.

Tell me that you want me.

I have been on your mind all day.

Thinking of the times we spent together,

you desire me all over again. You perspire...

It is getting hot between your thighs.

Are you sure it is love that drives you to come see me?

What if I told you I had nothing to give anymore but a smile,
a few words, and a gift every now and then?

What if I could do nothing more than look at you and blink?

Would you find away to comfort the yearning within your loins?

You probably would...
with someone else right?

You don't really love me, do you?

You lust me.

I thought so.

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Love Saw Me

Confused
unhappy
didn't know what to expect
hands held high
in a church
love saw me.

I wiped the tears from my eyes
thought about what I was missing
had a past that I couldn't commit to
but love sat by me.

Thought my present struggle was my future
made plans to become one
packed my bags
but love put them down.

Love saw me
from far away
a lighthouse
a vision of what was to come.

It didn't fight the truth like others did
it welcomed it and asked, "What will you have me to do?"

Love didn't judge me, it embraced me.
I received love, told it to never let go.
It gave me a new life, it promised a better future.

I could be me
didn't have to build a wall
I could trust again
I could love again!

Love saw me...

Written by Nicholl McGuire

Before It's Too Late

Open up
let me in
forgot what
passion felt like
when I looked
at him.

The sun
the moon
the stars
revolved around us
at one time.

I loved him
but I had to let go.
I missed him
but I knew it was better not to call.

To hear his voice hurt
it reminded me of all that I had left behind.
But what else could I do?

He turned left when I wanted to go right.
I sped up when he wanted to go slow.
He wanted to be friends when I wanted a husband.

Now look at us,
pitiful.
We lose weight
stare off into space
no sun, no moon, no stars.

Tears fall from our eyes.
We think of what could have been.
Petty mistakes.

Still hopeful --
a future we discuss
plans we make
hopefully we will correct wrongs
before it's too late.


Written by Nicholl McGuire

Sometimes It Isn't A Poem That You Need!

Sometimes we creatively share the feelings we have within our hearts. We want the person who we care about to understand how we feel and what our intentions are in the relationship. However, we fail to realize the problems. We forget what is causing the tension in the midst of pouring out our hearts with the use of smooth, sweet, and melodic words.

Hours, days, or even weeks later the problems resurface and there we are trying to figure out why the feelings of lust, rather than love, have gone away. I say lust because those warm feelings inside that we feel prior to lovemaking and then afterward is nothing more than lust, but love...oh love is the feeling that sticks around! It's the feeling that says, "I don't want to fight, I want to love you." It is the feeling that reminds us to call when we are out late. It whispers, "When was the last time you did something for me." Yes, love stands the test of time. Even when you look in the mirror and see a fat, greying, balding, acne ridden, bad breath, depressed person, your loved one just sees you. Love is an emotion that will fight for you even when you are wrong. It will forgive you even when you don't deserve forgiveness. Love will greet you at the door even when you know deep down inside you were thinking or doing something you know you shouldn't have before you arrived. As I write, I can't help but love the emotion of love. I have felt it so many times in my life when I least expected it! It came upon me ever so quietly and the tears fell upon my face like large rain drops falling down on my face unexpectedly before a storm.

So why do we allow our love to die? Then when we realize later that is what we have done, we scramble to rekindle it with poems, vacations, expensive gifts, and words. Wouldn't it make sense to keep it alive all along? It would be unfair and an outright lie to say, "I never knew I fell out of love with this person or he with me." The truth of the matter is the writing was on the wall all along, but love tends to be blind. Especially for those who so easily wear their lustful hearts upon their sleeve, they can only see the surface beauty in life, they awake each day so focused on preparing for work, going to work, and coming home from work that they take advantage of the love they have at home. For their eyes are closed to the beauty deep within! The person who cooks their meals, washes their clothes, or takes out their trash, isn't their soul mate because the lustful heart is too busy being consumed with his or herself. Then a sign or many signs come along to shake the foundation of the relationship! You find a note with a phone number on it, a text message that says, "I was thinking of you" or some other red flag that says, "It's time to make a decision: stay or go." Then we hate love! We curse it! We say why did we ever allow it come in our lives and sweep our heart away. But love didn't cause these problems, actions without love did. A flawed man or woman caused these problems. Love is perfect. Man and woman is not. It isn't required by human nature to stop loving a person when they have done you wrong, rather we should redirect our love! Find someone or something that will embrace our love! Some people share their love with God, others with servicing people who will appreciate their efforts, and still others choose to remain in the relationship and love just a little bit harder!

Whatever your approach to love is, whatever your opinion, know that love poems will always be there to capture your feelings. They are designed to embrace you and carry you on a journey away from your problems! You are invited to learn a thing or two from someone else's challenges. You can pen your thoughts, share them, hide them or throw them away. So the next time you seek a poem and it doesn't fulfill the desires of your heart, seek advice and lots of it. Keep the wisdom you can use and throw the other out!

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Married

Married with children
married without children
seeking someone single...

What sense does that make?
When one made the mistake
of a past they didn't want
of a past that was a fake.

Big cars, big houses
big bank accounts
married.

Long walks, long talks
long letters
married.

Photos tell it all
a past worth living
but run to the one
a future worth giving.
Married.

What does that really mean?
I'm yours, your mine
together we dine
bedtime at nine?
Married.

Free to do what
free to live what
where to go but...
we want this
we fight for this
we will kill someone because of it
Married.

Connected, reconnected
disrespected, fix it and forget it
show off a ring, pick a song to sing
argue, fuss, fight, release,
wash off, kiss goodbye
everyday try
Married.

Nicholl McGuire

Oh I Got A Feeling

I got a feeling
that he will see the light
will try to make things work
with all his might.

Got a feeling the past will die
cause he'll listen to my cry.

Got a feeling that he loves me
held up a ring for the world to see.

Got a feeling that he hates me
for the life I live now free.

Got a feeling that he'll come around
his words tend to have that sound.

Got a feeling
Got a feeling
took my heart and lured me
spun me around
let me hit the ground
now he's through with me.

Oh I got a feeling
he'll thank me one day
some time in May
for the light that came on
inside a stubborn hard head.

Oh I got a feeling, got a feeling
will see my kids and they'll run to me
they will cry "I see, I see it's mommy."

Got a feeling that God will do it
got a feeling that he'll wake up
got a feeling that he'll call
got a feeling that won't be all!

Got a feeling, got a feeling!


Nicholl McGuire

You Don't Need Me

You don't need me
just wanted me
didn't want what I was offering
just borrowing
had a plan
from the beginning.

Have some fun
then your done
on to the rest.

You looked at me one day
something fell upon your heart
you knew that this one was for keeps.

You didn't want to buy
just try
didn't want a commitment
too much work
didn't want to settle
had been there done that.

But then things changed,
maybe you needed me after all.
Maybe you wanted what you now can't have
you learned a little too late
you found an escape
and now you want to close the gap.

Should have thought about that
before
should have listened closer
to what I had said
while we laid down in bed.

Should have prayed for a solution
could have closed the door of confusion
but it was familiar
sometimes chaos makes one comfortable.

It was too easy to get me
even easier to keep me
but you didn't know how
couldn't figure out the man
didn't have any plan.

So self-pity, hate, cry
moan, then wipe your tears
start all over with someone else
and when you come to a detour
find a way out
parade her around
smile and look down.

You don't need me.


Nicholl McGuire

I Saw A Vision of Him Once

I am in love!
The sound of his voice
brought peace to my mind.
I saw a vision of him once.

Light skin
dark hair
dark eyes
young
tall
sweet
kind
and of course all mine!

So happy about life I am
he was an added benefit
to my already blessed life.

I no longer felt the need to open doors
to men when I felt burdened.
No longer did I need a wind
beneath my wings because I found that in Jesus!

I could finally celebrate being in love
know that I would be okay
for the rest of my life!

The pillow I laid my head down
permanent
my address permanent
my name permanent
my dedication to the relationship steadfast!

I didn't have to search along the streets
wonder if he or him or that one was my future man
didn't have to hope anymore
didn't have to long for what was in store!

Because I knew
I knew...
before he came
I knew...
he didn't control my destiny
he didn't take what wasn't his from me
he didn't cheat on me
he didn't abuse me
he didn't lie to me.
His words were true.
He is an honest man.

What great joy
in knowing that I don't have to stay
up late at night hurting inside
because he won't touch me.

What peace I have
in knowing that he can talk to any woman
and I don't have to worry
he would cheat on me.

What happiness I have found
in knowing that he has not only embraced me
but accepted the extensions of me.

I am grateful
I am overjoyed
I am hopeful
of a man I never knew
a man I never met
a man whose coming...


Nicholl McGuire

Temporal Feelings for a Temporal Relationship

Like a raging inferno the heat
centered itself upon my frigid heart.

An unseen fire burned my abusive past, hidden anger, and bitter emotions.
I was instantly hypnotized, engulfed by his beauty.

He demolished my memories of the one before him -- instantly!

My thoughts crowded out by his presence.
My body shook for his touch.
My mind envisioned our future.

I could see nothing to the left or right of me
only the angel that stood five feet in front of me.
A bright light welcomed me, said "come quickly for it won't be long..."
I couldn't move forward my feet plastered to the floor.

I cried, struggled, prayed if only I could meet him halfway!
As I moved in his direction,
fear began to strangle me
I fought its grasp
walked toward the one, my one!

His light beckoned me, but I could not go on,
for what would happen next startled me!
Behind him stood a dark shadow half man half beast!

A dark angel
created to take my life!
What happened to the rush of emotions that uplifted me, blinded me?
They were no more!

His light a mirage of an imagination run wild.
I saw what I wanted to see at first glance...
what I thought was love at first sight.

How many victims had this beast claimed before me?
Images of wounded, naked women, peeked from behind his shadow
tears streaming from blackened eyes!
They fought to be seen from behind his dark shadow.
A black cloak covered them, they disappeared behind the veil.

He retreated when I resisted.
Spoke scriptures to him of God's love.
How could a dark angel that brightened my life for but a moment?
As quick as I fell in love with him, I hated him.
A wolf in sheeps clothing.

I vowed I would warn others.
He promised he would return.

Temporal feelings for a temporal relationship.

Written by Nicholl McGuire, for other writings by this author visit, www.associatedcontent.com/nichollmcguire

We Have History

We have history you and I
read a story of how you won
a young girl's heart
with your smooth words and mature demeanor.

You acted much older than your age
an intelligent man, a kind man, a friend of a friend
You were going places in life
but you like others had a weakness...women.

You broke her heart with your flirtacious grin.
Never focused too long on what was in front of you
always looking around.
You wanted her to do things with you that she wasn't ready.
She said no, and you had to go...
off into someone else's arms!
Oh how she despised you!

Later in life they would meet again
he would tell her of the love he made, and the love he gave...
Never did they connect, even then he wanted more.

As they grew older they spoke of their lives
and the changes they had been through
her heartbroken
his destroyed.

It could have been her in that truck
but they never did connect.

Always close calls, close encounters
but never meant to be.
Just as she wrote a poem to him many years ago...
penned her angry thoughts for having trusted him.
a sad end back then
a sad end now
while his music plays on...

Written by Nicholl McGuire

Intertwined

Intertwined we were in each others words over the phone
captivated by memories, hoping for the future
raptured by love.

You spoke with a voice as smooth as silk.
You gave me a reason to open my arms again.

Intertwined we were when I opened the door
your eyes meeting mine, spirits meeting for
the first time.

Intertwined we were, hands embracing
hearts racing, anticipation for what we knew
would be the rest of our lives.

Intertwined we were, our lips grazing
holding on, relaxing, pulsating for
what would come later.

Interwined we were, bodies held close
a rise and fall of love's reaction
more we needed in our passion.

Intertwined we were in each other's company
never wanting the night to end, never wanting
a day to begin without us.

Intertwined, intertwined nothing lost
everything to gain, we were has become
we are...we are intertwined as a book
read line by line by line.

Written by Nicholl McGuire

Distant Love: A Time to Reflect

When I saw your face,
the sadness...
oh how I wanted to erase the pain away.

Yet for only but a moment
miles separate us
reality reminds us.

A time to reflect
to make the most of space,
only to come together again.

With new hope, new direction
we can come to know more
of one another, appreciate
respect, and most of all love.

A foundation to set.
We will dream together
We will build together
and then...

Reality will separate us yet again.
But God will strengthen us,
for these are moments reserved for Him.

What is He saying?
Meditate.
What does He give?
Hold your hand out.
Concentrate.
What is His next move?
Watch.
What is our next move?
Pray.

Written by Nicholl McGuire

Until We Meet Again

Taking a moment out of my day
I sit and pray
writing love letters to God about you.

I pray for a beautiful life
with little if any strife
and hope with every lesson brings love.

Thoughts run through my mind
never enough time
to tell you how much I love you.

Your voice, touch and eyes
disturb my tender thighs
need a moment to breathe...

Looking forward to a call
listening close to it all
the words you bring they so move me.

Thank you for your time
Thank you for being mine.
Until we meet again.

Written by Nicholl McGuire

My Man

Woke my heart up one day
couldn't talk or walk
his hold had me.

Left me on the bed
lost in memories
had to face another day
I'll guess I'll be okay.

Thinking of you ...your soft, supple
lips and what was between your thighs
wanted to take another ride.
I almost called the boss and lied
sick suga
sick, sick off your love!

What did you steal from me?
See they say,
I'm not supposed to feel this way
take it slow, you know
but I can't...for you are my man and I love you so!

You have got a hold on me.
I need a drink to calm down.
I need to take a bath and relax.
I need you, my love
in the worse way!

Babies' eyes wondering why
moma acts different
a pep in her step
they reach for a kiss
no more amiss
cause somebody loves your moma!
My man loves me!

Love is blind, but I can see,
cause my man has found me.
Took hold of my heart, my mind.
We two were so desperate to intertwine
and hope again one day to dine
while looking for a sign
dropping a line
let's bring on God
to tell us a time.

Cause it's coming... oh its coming so fast!
All that heartache will soon be a thing of the past
This time, my love, we will make it last!


Written by Nicholl McGuire

An Internet Romance

Looking forward to another call, another time to be alone on the phone
time has no meaning when all your doing is leaning...
Leaning on someone who desires love
Hoping one day to see a white dove.
A sign of peace, love, a new beginning.
Thoughts of you, I often wonder is your heart locked...
Am I the key to unlock it?
Streams of memories of the past don't wash away easy.
Will one day like a breeze, you'll leave me?
Will her face be the one you see while I yearn for you to complete me.

What I Hadn't Asked...

Almost missed the chance
to start a romance
when I didn't think enough to ask...
Your needs, the things that bring you pleasure
the desires of your heart, your mind
would you attend a play
or stay home all day?
Do you like the rain or prefer the sunshine?
Do you like sports, tv and a book to read?
Would you mind traveling
while coddling me?
Would your lips kiss me,
your tongue surround me?
Would you hold me or roll
over away from me...

I hadn't thought to ask...
What makes you cry or do you cry?
Would you hold my hand for the world to see?
How about a child is there a possibility?
Would your voice comfort or scold me on a wrong...
Would you hang up and give me a dial tone?
Had I asked about your mom, your dad and other family?
Was I listening when you said you want to go out with me...
Do you have female friends or friends who are female?
How would your friends react to me...

I need to only ask these questions and more...
while we have allowed ourselves to be an open door.


Written by Nicholl McGuire, Sept. 2005

Can We Just Be Friends?

Could it be I found a lifetime friend in you?
Don't want to ruin the connection
by forging ahead into a relationship.

For I prefer to dance in this life
to a melody alone in my room
like I did as a child.

No complications
No misconceptions
No lies
No power struggles.

Just a simple cartoon of a happy face with a wink.
Two simple words, "thank you" will do.
Why mess up a great photo album with smiles
that later frown?
Why confuse our minds with a whisper, a touch, a kiss and sex?

No, I prefer friendship a million miles away
a wish only inside my head
for me that's true love.

Written by Nicholl McGuire

Baby Love

Baby love
innocent like a white dove.

Sit upon my lap
milk on tap.

Eyes like dad
cries so sad.

Could it be
he is wishing to see
his mommy - me?

In a blink of an eye
he will be walking
talking
singing
a bell in one hand ringing.

Can't believe this child is mine?
A wonder of work so fine!

He falls asleep upon my breast
I lay back to rest.

Nicholl McGuire
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Could I have done anything different?

Could I have done anything different in the way that I love my man?
Soft words to tell him how much I love him.
Glide my hand across his back
Kiss his neck
Stroke his pleasure spots and watch him react.

Could I have done anything different in the way that I love my man?
Lay my head upon his strong shoulder.
Laugh and cry with him.
Even through storms he loves me just the same.

Could I have done anything different in the way that I love my man?
Bore him children that look like him, act like him, adore him.
They greet him at the door with arms open wide.
They learn love, because they see me show love.

Could I have done anything different?

Love Was Love Is

I bought the meat, brought it in from the grocery store, washed and seasoned it.
While he was in the livingroom watching television, I cooked it.
Love was the best piece of meat I could have served him.

Love was when I found the things that he lost, laid his nightclothes at the foot, so that he would be able to find them.

Love was his never having to clean the bathroom, his newspapers stacked, his remote control placed on his nightstand.

Love was the carpet vacuumed and the kitchen floor mopped so that his white socks would never turn brown.

Love was taking care of the children and myself.

Love was when I didn't want to accompany him to his events, but put a smile on my face and did anyway.

Love was the appreciation I showed him and the money I had given him, when we moved into a house.

Love was saving money by not letting the water run, turning off unused lights, clipping coupons, and eating leftovers for lunch.

Love was all the times I didn't tell him what I really wanted for Christmas just to save him money once again.

It was through deeds like these that I learned that love is action.

Love doesn't lie, fight, cheat...

But love does let go.

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Saw the grief upon your face when I said goodbye
we hadn't broken up
we were only going our separate ways but for a moment.

I needed to return to my roots
a reminder of my old life.

Sometimes we allow our new world to change everything about us
including the good.
I couldn't allow that to happen.

So I left and found high up in the sky,
my freedom.

Would I return to familiarity to stay?
Would I leave you for what I knew better than I know myself?

Love is a funny thing when it comes to family.
No matter what you do in life, someone will always embrace you.

But relationships outside of family often do die.
They never seem to love you enough...
forgive enough...
listen enough...
hold on long enough...
before it's time to find someone else.

I'll never know what part of me returned to you,
I'll never know.

So What's the Difference?

I wanted to create memories with you, but you shut me out with a crooked smile.
You looked away as my arms opened wide yelling, "Hold me! Please hold me!"

Thought you wanted the same things I wanted.
Thought you needed me like I needed you.

Too many past memories, keep you from experiencing real joy with me.
Too many promises made to others, but never kept.

I understand.
"But I'm different..." I want to say, but that isn't a good argument.
"But I love you" holds no substance, because I told others the same thing.

I guess, I am like you and you are like me, so what's the difference?

Loving You Loving Me

We saw one another across the room
felt the heat rush upon our bodies
knew that we would meet again.

You took my hand
laughed with me
listened to me
understood me.

I saw you for the first time.
Your beauty within.
The secret place that stores my heart.

You care for me when I am not looking.
Take the time to protect my reputation
when others would rather tarnish it.

Defend me, trust me, motivate me
to do me!

You are my sunrise, my sunset
the air that refreshes me!

I couldn't have done any better when I met you!
Never do I worry over whether you will be true to me.
Never do I wonder whether another will steal your heart from me.
For I know that you are Godsent!

Hold me, tell me that I am not dreaming.
Captivate me with your words, your art, your music, your dance...
for God molded you with his very best.

I love you more than any one I ever met, because you love yourself!


Written by Nicholl McGuire http://www.associatedcontent.com/nichollmcguire

Loving Someone Else But Me

Who do I see before my eyes?
The one I once loved
he was surrounded by a yellow light of happiness I so desired.

He loved me when I thought I couldn't be loved.
For I had spent many years feeling unloved.

No kiss upon the nape of my neck.
No arms that embraced my waist, spun me around,
and kissed me with lips that said, "It will be alright, I love you baby."

I had longed for memories of awaking to a smile.
My body ached for a slow caress that didn't move away
seeking the next body to hold.

I thought I found what I had been wishing for in him,
but I was wrong.

He was attached to another in mind, still heard her voice,
wished that his present would be different, thought far too long
about the past.

He was attached in body too.
At times his stride would go back to a time when he moved
the same with her.

Then the final blow to my heart, his spirit still connected.
He couldn't allow himself to drown in prayer for me,
because he was too busy still praying for her.

So I await my sentence until I am free again...
maybe the next time things will be different.

For more poems and relationship articles written by Nicholl McGuire http://www.associatedcontent.com/nichollmcguire