If it's love that you want
then come get it.
If it's love that you need,
I'm here for you.
Talk to me,
find out what I need from you.
Before we take off our clothes
and explore
let me know
what I'm in for!
Give me what I need first.
Tell me that you won't hurt me.
I need for your love to be free.
Don't want to compete with your past.
If it's love that you want
then come get it.
If it's love that you need,
I'm here honey.
Life is too short
to be arguing.
Oh, love should be growing!
I want you in my life.
But I need to be sure that
you love me.
Nicholl McGuire
Note to readers: This is a poem that is really meant to be sung. Enjoy!
Original love poetry by blogger Nicholl McGuire featuring romance, relationships, emotions, inspiration, faith, healing, and reflection blog posts.
I Got Love for You Baby
I got love for you baby,
no longer your lady.
Been around for awhile,
have your number on speed dial.
We have been through so much,
you have been my crutch.
When tired legs, could no longer stand,
you grabbed hold of my hand.
I love when you come around,
keep my feet on solid ground.
When my foes tempt me to show out,
I know you have my back--no doubt!
I think of all you have done,
think of our boy, we call, Son.
I got love for you baby,
oh so much love--
the kind that comes from above.
You are my sun shining,
with you I see a silver lining.
Hope for the future is what you give me,
my love, my light, you are all that I see!
Happy Valentine's Day, Readers!
Nicholl McGuire
no longer your lady.
Been around for awhile,
have your number on speed dial.
We have been through so much,
you have been my crutch.
When tired legs, could no longer stand,
you grabbed hold of my hand.
I love when you come around,
keep my feet on solid ground.
When my foes tempt me to show out,
I know you have my back--no doubt!
I think of all you have done,
think of our boy, we call, Son.
I got love for you baby,
oh so much love--
the kind that comes from above.
You are my sun shining,
with you I see a silver lining.
Hope for the future is what you give me,
my love, my light, you are all that I see!
Happy Valentine's Day, Readers!
Nicholl McGuire
Old Flame
Tall trees,
tall love
we walked along yet another wooded path.
I held your hand.
We talked much.
You stopped.
Held me close.
Whispered in your ear.
It had been over a year.
"Blue eyes,
promise me no lies.
I have grew up to become very wise.
You have long been in my thoughts.
I sought, I got...
nothing to replace
your innocent face."
She shared her heart.
They were off to a good start.
He wasn't letting her leave this time,
for that would have been a crime.
He had endured much--
had to break free from a Clutch.
Ran away from a Stalker and
got trapped with a Street Walker.
But he had returned in the hopes of
rekindling love.
Desired to be what she had prayed him to be,
the man that could rescue thee...
from a self who missed out on many things
one who had worn many mens' diamond rings.
They weren't right for her, this he knew,
he was a little late to take a clue.
But now it was time to prove love too.
He was far above all the others,
and like them, he had lost his mother.
She was the light in a blind man's eyes.
He had to come clean and expose lies.
With so much to gain and nothing to lose,
this time he wouldn't dare refuse,
a love like this,
a once in a lifetime bliss.
He jumped at the chance to rekindle a lost romance.
Nicholl McGuire
tall love
we walked along yet another wooded path.
I held your hand.
We talked much.
You stopped.
Held me close.
Whispered in your ear.
It had been over a year.
"Blue eyes,
promise me no lies.
I have grew up to become very wise.
You have long been in my thoughts.
I sought, I got...
nothing to replace
your innocent face."
She shared her heart.
They were off to a good start.
He wasn't letting her leave this time,
for that would have been a crime.
He had endured much--
had to break free from a Clutch.
Ran away from a Stalker and
got trapped with a Street Walker.
But he had returned in the hopes of
rekindling love.
Desired to be what she had prayed him to be,
the man that could rescue thee...
from a self who missed out on many things
one who had worn many mens' diamond rings.
They weren't right for her, this he knew,
he was a little late to take a clue.
But now it was time to prove love too.
He was far above all the others,
and like them, he had lost his mother.
She was the light in a blind man's eyes.
He had to come clean and expose lies.
With so much to gain and nothing to lose,
this time he wouldn't dare refuse,
a love like this,
a once in a lifetime bliss.
He jumped at the chance to rekindle a lost romance.
Nicholl McGuire
Love Had New Meaning
New Love walked into my life.
Gave my days meaning,
my heart was gleaning.
Harvesting memories,
pushing out old glories.
Happy to have met you.
Took a chance,
with you
and remained true.
Did all that I could do.
Romance was fast.
Prayed for happiness to last.
Believed in you.
But one day I awoke
to a harsh reality--
disturbed my mentality.
You were forbidden,
thought my friend was kiddin.'
He's seeing someone else.
Nicholl McGuire
Gave my days meaning,
my heart was gleaning.
Harvesting memories,
pushing out old glories.
Happy to have met you.
Took a chance,
with you
and remained true.
Did all that I could do.
Romance was fast.
Prayed for happiness to last.
Believed in you.
But one day I awoke
to a harsh reality--
disturbed my mentality.
You were forbidden,
thought my friend was kiddin.'
He's seeing someone else.
Nicholl McGuire
Crazy Boys
Crazy boy
staring at me,
"What do you see? What do you see?
Why are you always looking at me?"
Crazy boy looking for a toy,
hoping I would be The One,
to give him a baby boy.
Too young was I,
I rather die.
Didn't want any baby,
not until I was an old lady.
Crazy boy promised me things,
like a wedding ring, and then he would sing.
I melted when I heard that voice,
but still I had made my choice.
"No baby, I said, no baby. You won't
make me an old lady!"
Romance tempts you to chance,
makes you lose your pants.
You forget about life,
and all the strife.
Head rolling in bliss,
after a kiss.
Then he wants to tell you,
"Oh, how much I miss..."
You think everything is so nice,
sex is like rolling some dice.
Hope he loves me, maybe not,
Cupid's arrow doesn't make the shot.
Crazy boy thinks he can trap you,
thinks he can make you do The Do.
Weak girls give up their toys
for crazy, lost, ignorant boys.
When all is given, boys are done,
off they run to seek more fun.
Good girls try to keep them around,
but bad boys drown out their sound.
Miserable boys they become,
when they have a baby Mum.
Evil they are,
when money doesn't go far!
Pay for this and pay for that,
crazy boy had no control
over his bat.
Making home runs,
now he's done.
Should have listened to wisdom
when you had the chance,
should have avoided the second glance.
Nicholl McGuire
staring at me,
"What do you see? What do you see?
Why are you always looking at me?"
Crazy boy looking for a toy,
hoping I would be The One,
to give him a baby boy.
Too young was I,
I rather die.
Didn't want any baby,
not until I was an old lady.
Crazy boy promised me things,
like a wedding ring, and then he would sing.
I melted when I heard that voice,
but still I had made my choice.
"No baby, I said, no baby. You won't
make me an old lady!"
Romance tempts you to chance,
makes you lose your pants.
You forget about life,
and all the strife.
Head rolling in bliss,
after a kiss.
Then he wants to tell you,
"Oh, how much I miss..."
You think everything is so nice,
sex is like rolling some dice.
Hope he loves me, maybe not,
Cupid's arrow doesn't make the shot.
Crazy boy thinks he can trap you,
thinks he can make you do The Do.
Weak girls give up their toys
for crazy, lost, ignorant boys.
When all is given, boys are done,
off they run to seek more fun.
Good girls try to keep them around,
but bad boys drown out their sound.
Miserable boys they become,
when they have a baby Mum.
Evil they are,
when money doesn't go far!
Pay for this and pay for that,
crazy boy had no control
over his bat.
Making home runs,
now he's done.
Should have listened to wisdom
when you had the chance,
should have avoided the second glance.
Nicholl McGuire
Say Goodbye
Note: This is dedicated to my readers who have lost loved ones.
I had hoped to talk to you one more time
to tell you that I'm feeling fine.
Had wanted to say
how much I pray
that all would be well, that you would be okay.
But didn't have time to talk that day.
You took your cue,
you knew,
I had alot to do--
minutes I didn't have, not even a few.
But I didn't expect our last phone call
would be The End,
so a simple text I wrote, followed by "Send."
"Talk to u soon...love you"
Then back to the list "To Do."
Never dreaming in a thousand years,
that I would be shedding so many tears.
I could have listened to your voice--
could have made the right choice.
You were the one who helped me combat my fears,
and told me to, "Dry up those tears..."
You had been there when no one else had,
you accepted me even when I was bad.
I love you so much, I love you so!
So soon you had to go.
Some reasons we will never know.
Thank you for listening,
now a spiritual being.
You have given me peace,
my guilt has ceased.
Goodbye, goodbye.
Long-live your love
it will never die.
Nicholl McGuire is author of Laboring to Love Myself and other books.
I had hoped to talk to you one more time
to tell you that I'm feeling fine.
Had wanted to say
how much I pray
that all would be well, that you would be okay.
But didn't have time to talk that day.
You took your cue,
you knew,
I had alot to do--
minutes I didn't have, not even a few.
But I didn't expect our last phone call
would be The End,
so a simple text I wrote, followed by "Send."
"Talk to u soon...love you"
Then back to the list "To Do."
Never dreaming in a thousand years,
that I would be shedding so many tears.
I could have listened to your voice--
could have made the right choice.
You were the one who helped me combat my fears,
and told me to, "Dry up those tears..."
You had been there when no one else had,
you accepted me even when I was bad.
I love you so much, I love you so!
So soon you had to go.
Some reasons we will never know.
Thank you for listening,
now a spiritual being.
You have given me peace,
my guilt has ceased.
Goodbye, goodbye.
Long-live your love
it will never die.
Nicholl McGuire is author of Laboring to Love Myself and other books.
What She Would Have Said...
Note to reader: When I wrote the following poem, I heard a melody in my head. Imagine a piano sound and a series of ooos as if warning the listener the jilted lover has gone half crazy. I envisioned a man first begging for the relationship. Then I thought of a woman and what she might have hoped to hear from a former lover. Enjoy!
I was looking at your face
the other day
thinking if you give me half a chance
to start over--
a new romance.
We had great times.
Everything wasn't bad.
You loved me like no other--
even when you're mad.
You spoke beautiful things,
made me feel like a king.
What happened to us?
Someone came
and destroyed
what we had been trying to build.
Should have known
when you smiled so brightly
it was no longer for me.
Would you give me half a chance?
Remember how we danced?
A two step, then a twirl,
ended with a dip.
Love like ours is a trip--
highs and lows.
You loved me so.
Let me fight for your love,
listen to the words that I give!
You opened yourself to him,
cried the blues,
don't you know you'll lose!
Don't you see the cues?
Give me a half chance!
He's married, oh so married!
I love you more than you know!
I thought our love would grow...
this was an all-time low.
Forget what I told you...
I'll get over you!
Keep your chance!
I'll start a new romance.
I'll find another song, another dance.
No chance.
Nicholl McGuire
I was looking at your face
the other day
thinking if you give me half a chance
to start over--
a new romance.
We had great times.
Everything wasn't bad.
You loved me like no other--
even when you're mad.
You spoke beautiful things,
made me feel like a king.
What happened to us?
Someone came
and destroyed
what we had been trying to build.
Should have known
when you smiled so brightly
it was no longer for me.
Would you give me half a chance?
Remember how we danced?
A two step, then a twirl,
ended with a dip.
Love like ours is a trip--
highs and lows.
You loved me so.
Let me fight for your love,
listen to the words that I give!
You opened yourself to him,
cried the blues,
don't you know you'll lose!
Don't you see the cues?
Give me a half chance!
He's married, oh so married!
I love you more than you know!
I thought our love would grow...
this was an all-time low.
Forget what I told you...
I'll get over you!
Keep your chance!
I'll start a new romance.
I'll find another song, another dance.
No chance.
Nicholl McGuire
Came By to Say Hi
It was a cold day,
he didn't have much to say--
came by to say, "Hi"
I knew this was a lie.
I've got a million things going on
wanted to know how I was
looking to create a buzz.
Where would information about me
end up this time?
Acted as if being alone
was a crime.
Not interested in talking to my Heartache.
He knew I wasn't any good about acting fake.
I had to keep it moving,
his voice wasn't soothing.
"Goodbye!" I said.
"Don't come back to say, 'Hi'.
Leave me alone!
Stay away!"
Next time I will pray...
don't want heartbreaker in my life
causing anymore strife!
So free,
so gone
soon it will be dawn.
Too much time wasted
thinking about the past.
He left me with a tear in his eye,
he knew I told no lie.
I meant what I said,
said what I meant!
"Don't come back to say, 'Hi.'"
Nicholl McGuire
he didn't have much to say--
came by to say, "Hi"
I knew this was a lie.
I've got a million things going on
wanted to know how I was
looking to create a buzz.
Where would information about me
end up this time?
Acted as if being alone
was a crime.
Not interested in talking to my Heartache.
He knew I wasn't any good about acting fake.
I had to keep it moving,
his voice wasn't soothing.
"Goodbye!" I said.
"Don't come back to say, 'Hi'.
Leave me alone!
Stay away!"
Next time I will pray...
don't want heartbreaker in my life
causing anymore strife!
So free,
so gone
soon it will be dawn.
Too much time wasted
thinking about the past.
He left me with a tear in his eye,
he knew I told no lie.
I meant what I said,
said what I meant!
"Don't come back to say, 'Hi.'"
Nicholl McGuire
What Kind of Love Is Making Me...?
What kind of love is making me,
watch you like a hawk.
Wanting to know did the two of you talk.
Why was it that the phone would ring,
then it would hang up?
Did you put some sort of potion in my
coffee cup?
What kind of love is this,
when I don't get any rest,
when every time I am with you
I feel like I am being put to a test?
Yesterday I didn't like your tone,
last week you checked my phone.
Thought I wasn't paying any attention,
and oh, I almost forgot to mention...
I feel so very weary of you,
it's always do, do, do!
Tell me where to go,
always sharing what you know,
but your story-telling is slow.
Someone put a Who Done It? mixture,
over my eyes, because truth
has been replaced with shameful lies.
Lift me up, then he tells me to shut up.
He plays a head game or two,
but I reverse them back on you.
There is no love, no sign from above.
Just a one act show to attempt to bring me down low.
But my feelings are like seasons,
they change for good reasons.
Don't need any excuse for doing anything,
when all it is, is trouble that the Devil brings.
Nicholl McGuire
Listen to her reading poems here.
watch you like a hawk.
Wanting to know did the two of you talk.
Why was it that the phone would ring,
then it would hang up?
Did you put some sort of potion in my
coffee cup?
What kind of love is this,
when I don't get any rest,
when every time I am with you
I feel like I am being put to a test?
Yesterday I didn't like your tone,
last week you checked my phone.
Thought I wasn't paying any attention,
and oh, I almost forgot to mention...
I feel so very weary of you,
it's always do, do, do!
Tell me where to go,
always sharing what you know,
but your story-telling is slow.
Someone put a Who Done It? mixture,
over my eyes, because truth
has been replaced with shameful lies.
Lift me up, then he tells me to shut up.
He plays a head game or two,
but I reverse them back on you.
There is no love, no sign from above.
Just a one act show to attempt to bring me down low.
But my feelings are like seasons,
they change for good reasons.
Don't need any excuse for doing anything,
when all it is, is trouble that the Devil brings.
Nicholl McGuire
Listen to her reading poems here.
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