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A collection of poetic gifts by Archangel
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A TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF
SPENCER CARTER III
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IRON MAN
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Armoured in cold steel To protect him from life,pain and mistrust Untouchable unfeeling uncaring His
heart is cut off from the world
He meets a foe With an unstoppable power She finds the kink in his armour
And
opens it with feelings of caring love understanding and hope He has no defense against her weapons His armour breaks
into rusted pieces
He steps out of it dazed She goes to him and takes him gently into her loving arms
Feeling
love he returns it tenfold And she matches him feeling for feeling
Their love protects them now They live,
love and stand together To face what ever comes
They're strong in their love forever
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GAMES WE PLAY
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Tiny steps made into giant strides to the future unknown
That's how we start life and living Never
knowing that next step
That's the fun of it that's why it's such a game Better when played with two
or
more Possible to play by yourself just not as fun
We need to hold on to the fun parts remembering there's
more joy
than sorrow and without the dark we wouldn't know the light
and that sometimes it's ok to
bend the rules and pieces will be lost
it's not ok however to break the rules destroy the pieces
in
this game chaos maybe the banker but we control the dice
Isn't that right 99?
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COMFORTS
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Pulling up the covers so only your nose is showing Drinking coffee in my old cracked mug I won at the
midway Sticking my tongue out to catch the first falling flake Kissing you on the tip of your nose Watching you
sleep The smile in your eyes The feeling I get when we touch The way my heart beats faster when we kiss The love
we share Comforts
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Mmmmm, HOME
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chocolate cookies, warm from the oven
steamy bathroom when you can still smell the soap
fresh
cut flowers
basil
warm clothes just from the dryer
popped popcorn off the stove
your scent
seasoned
wood
the lotion on your hands
mango
a really nice 95 merlot
your warm breath in my ear
lemon
juice
the sunday newspaper
the scented candle we lit
coffee in the morning
the rain we walked
in
the dinner I burned
you saying you love me
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STANDING
AT THE WOOD ST. STATION
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Flying high A cold bracing wind blowing Catching my wings Lifting me high I dive in between the
canyons Man made mountains of stone concrete and steel I spy my prey Laying in the street And even though I am
not the eagle I swope down from upon high to take what is mine Faster Faster Faster I see the others Moving
to try to take what is mine NEVER I cry out Loud, long and STRONG They flutter away I come down and claim
what is mine and mine alone And up Up I go Back to my kingd-
SMACK!!!!!!!!!!!
"DAMMMMMMNNNNNN! Did
you see that pigeon get hit by that bus."
"Yeah,I always thought they were faster than that. Yikes."
"I know.
Oh well. They'll clean it up. Ekk."
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WHY HE WANT TO MARRY HER
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Fingertip lightly brushing against her hand as she stops him from touching her face
He backs
away from her quickly as she does a hypnotic hand movement that instantly catches his eyes forcing him to follow
Up Down Left Right All
the way straight up and over
He's on his back She stands over him the Victor he loves her and while he
lays in the floor she says those three words he loves to hear
NYUK NYUK NYUK
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SUNDAYS
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Your light touch Sends a thrill Down my spine
Sitting on the couch You gently rubbing My
back
Me feeling Like the outside world Is farther away Than just on the other side of the wall
Hmmmmmmmmmm
Leaning
forward I take your feet Into my hands
You smile As I take off Your shoes And softly caress your feet
Taking
my thumbs And rubbing Back and forward As you sigh
The storm raging outside Of our world Of our safety Can't
touch us On this Sunday Afternoon
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SWEET LOVE
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Everyone stops when you enter the room
They're stunned
Your beauty overwhems them
all
They are in awe of you
I don't blame them
I find myself in awe of you too
Because
you love me
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TREASURE
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Sunset's golden like your hair
Your eyes shine bright when you laugh
But your soul shines
brighter when you show your heart to me
You make me fall in love with you everyday because of
what you are
Beautiful inside and out
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SPENCER, "Archangel"
"I live and learn day by day and the most important thing I've learned:
Love matters Always" - Archangel

send to a
friend
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