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A Passionate Love

And in this time of loneliness,
My thoughts they rest on you,
And then my wandering mind returns
To everything you say and everything you do.

How lost I am without you,
How joyless am I here on my own.
And yet I must of needs go on,
As I carry this burden alone.

And when I lay me down to rest
And close these weary eyes.
It is you I see in the darkness,
For you are where my heart lies.

And as I go through this time alone,
I know that you have not left me.
For you are safely locked in my heart,
And you have set me free

18/09/2000

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And You

Love,
What is love?
The wise men are ignorant of it
They say no such thing exists
Only animal lusts
And carnal desires
No feelings for ones’ fellow
No unselfish actions
Or words
No hope for a better tomorrow
Or brighter today
They sneer at such ideals
If they are right
(And they are wise)
Then I am lost
Lost, alone and frightened.
But if this is true
And they are right
Who, then, are you?

13/07/1990

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I am just

I am just a simple man,
A man who doesn’t always say the right thing,
Who doesn’t always know the right thing to do.
A man who cannot always express himself
Like a gifted speaker
Who sometimes stops
And starts when saying something.
Whose words sometimes like torrents flow forth.
A man whose emotions sometimes overwhelm him
And then like a fool degrades himself
Before those for whom he cares
And forever he then carries a burden of guilt
Of some imagined wrong.

I am just a stupid man,
Who doesn’t always see that someone cares.
Who feels a numbness for the outside world,
And an emptiness within.
Who doesn’t believe that love exists,
For him, only others.
Never for methat simple happiness
Of love requited.

I am just a wanting man,
Crying out for someone to care.
A lonely voice it seems to me,
For no-one answers.
Am I alone?
And you, will you heed my call?
Please.

15/05/1990

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When in the rebellion of mens eyes

When in the rebellion of mens eyes I am alone,
I have a warmth inside that gives me life.
When in the hatred of men’s thoughts I am in danger,
I have no fear for you are with me.
When in the anger of men’s fears I suffer without sound,
I feel no anguish for you strengthen me.
When in the blackness of men’s hearts I stumble blindly,
I worry not for you are there to guide me.
When in the dungeon of men’s dreams I am a captive,
I am in peace for your love frees me.

26/08/1989

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But they’re not

Yes, there are many people
But they’re not you
And yes, they are beautiful
But they’re not you
They may be good company
But they’re not you
Yes, I have some friends
But they’re not you
And yes, they like having me around
But they’re not you
And they may love me
But they’re not you
Yes, I have my family
But they’re not you
And yes, they too love me
But they’re not you
And I have a father and a mother
But they’re not you
Yes, there are many people in this old world
But they’re not you
And yes, there are many that I’ve not met
But they’re not you
Many that I could get to know
But they’re not you
Only you are
You

04/08/1992

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Your Tears

Your tears, like silver raindrops fell
Silent, unchecked, unstoppable.
You think they are a sign of weakness
But they are not.
I sat there and saw you cry,
Saw the child within the woman
And the beauty deep inside.
You have a gift, my friend,
That has not been given to many.
You feel, you care, you love.
You see the mooi in everything
That is a precious thing you have,
Do not lose it or hide it deep within you,
Where no-one can see it
But let it grow with you.
This world has need of that
And of you.

17/01/1990

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