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Love and All Sorts
  bullet   A Celestial Fantasy   bullet   When I am with you   bullet   An Old Love Viewed...
  bullet   Valentine   bullet   Eternal Love   bullet   A Flight of Fancy
  bullet   Being There   bullet   The Last Love Song   bullet   End of the Affair
  bullet   Ode to Missed Love   bullet   An Ode to First Love   bullet   A Lovelorn Welshman
by Thomas Vaughan


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A Celestial Fantasy
An Angel cried beside my bed last night.
I held her face and wiped away a tear,
I opened up my arms and held her tight,
And never dreamed that Paradise was near.
Her perfect form, her first sweet earthbound kiss
Creating such exotic harmony.
Ethereal enchantment gave such bliss
That Heaven opened wide its gates to me.

Warm is the love that mends this aching heart.
Impassioned fires that make my body whole!
Begin the dance and let Love's music start
And weave your web around my long lost soul.

For I am you, and you, Sweet Love, are me;
Entwined together in our Poetry.

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When I am with you
It isn't that my heart 
seems so much lighter;
Nor does a songbird 
flute a different trill.
There is no reason
why the world is brighter;
No lonely place is here
for me to fill.
So why do senses
dance in desperation?
What is this stirring
that I feel inside,
a sense of gain,
a joyous jubilation;
An ecstasy I can
no longer hide.
Could it just be 
a chemical attraction?
Electrons in the 
heart of cyberspace.
A trick of light; 
an optical refraction
that paints the smile
transfiguring your face
We have no substance
in this time or season.
Mere molecules 
within a master plan;
But stronger yet
than any valid reason.
You are a woman.
I would be your man.

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An Old Love Viewed By Candlelight
That flicker finds the corner of my eye.
A golden glow that brightens up this place 
then hurries, scurries through the waiting house 
to rest against the sunshine of your face.

A face of somber sweetness, yet serene 
in true affection, quizzical but kind. 
So gentle in those tenets held so dear 
that fortitude was never undermined.

When poetry has strummed its final chord 
and words dissolve into eternal night, 
my world will still retain that tiny glow 
of your reflection, warmed by candle light.

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Valentine
Let’s venture to our special hiding place
Where gentle layered passions hold us fast.
As willing thralls who hold each other’s hearts
Secluded from the world and lovers past.

There are few words to tell you how I feel
There are no reasons I can comprehend
Why you can raise me up to boundless joy
No other joy or pleasure could transcend.

I treasure you in all the things you do.
Although I know you never could be mine,
My pleasure comes from simply loving you
Existing as your secret Valentine.

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Eternal Love
No love can last forever; 
No love remains sublime.
But sometimes there's a moment
in the canopy of time.

A fleeting, precious moment
when all the world stands still;
That subtle special second
that only love can fill.

Small minutes of seclusion
that only lovers share;
Mere temporal diffusions
may never  venture there.

A place of perfect passion, 
a glade of joy and tears,
Where love may reign, enduring,
throughout the passing years.

Then when our time is ended,
and days are judged complete,
There may be, in the Cosmos,
a place where lovers meet.

So why should we be troubled
For who can question why,
if spirits are immortal
Then how can true love die?

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A Flight of Fancy
Come spread your wings and fly with me, my love;
Let earthly passions swiftly pass us by.
And as we soar above an errant world
We'll sing a song to make the angels sigh.

A song that forces mortals to recall
That spiritual strength can set us free.
Though feeble flesh may falter or may fall
Our love can last for all eternity

Little by little, time erodes our youth,
But some emotions never fade away.
If you will only stretch out for my hand
Sufficient to our ethos is the day.

Oceans and seas may change to barren rock
Meadows and clouds may meld in endless night
Mountains may crumble into fallow ground
But for our time we'll keep our endless flight.

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Being There
The fireside chair sits empty,
I hear no more your song.
Each summer day is stagnant;
Each night is cold and long.

I have no arm to lean on
The way I leaned on you;
And no more funny stories;
Who would I tell them to.

God knows how much I miss you
The love light in your face
The sounds of your night music
The warmth of your embrace

But this is my endeavour
These memories we share
A lifetime full of treasures
Thank you for being there.

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The Last Love Song
Time has spun its mystery
The world falls fast away
Descending in a turning ball
Returning into clay
Please sing me one more love song
Enchant these waiting ears
Revive that magic melody
To serenade our years
Hold out your hand and touch me
So that my heart will know
The songs we sang together
Once more, before we go.

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End of the Affair
If it were so that Love should die
Then why should my heart break?
Love was a stranger passing by
That bid me pleasure take.

So casual a grip and glance
Does not true love declare,
But simply shades of circumstance
Dictated that we care.

And yet, my heart is heavy now.
My soul feels so bereft;
Whose teardrop stains my fevered brow?
Since Love was here, but left.

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Ode to Missed Love
Remember running barefoot through the park,
speeding our fleeting footsteps in the grass?
If we had let Love’s arrow find it’s mark,
what wondrous things might then have come to pass.

We might have shared long hours of sweet delight,
living a life of splendour to the full.
Holding our shield of passion every night
against a world found desolate and dull.

We might have lived a life of high romance,
with love’s elixir sifting through our days;
but loyalty and duty stayed our chance.
So we just looked; then went our separate ways.

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An Ode to First Love
We dream of love, when love is lost,
though Time would steal old love away;
that passions and emotions tossed
may ease with every passing day.

Can tears wash clean the aching heart
and flush away that searing pain?
Tomorrow brings a brand new start
when love, reborn, can live again.

Will each love be the love we knew
when all the world was young?
Is there a corner in the heart 
where Love’s sweet song is sung?

Those softened lips, that breathless kiss,
the lovers’ touch and mingling sighs:
Each new love brings ecstatic bliss,
and love lives on, though all else dies.

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A Lovelorn Welshman
Oh Cariad! My Cariad!
My soul is black with loss
remembering those moments
 that we shared;
but now you're gone forever,
and my eyes are drowned in tears.
For Love is dead!
and all else seems absurd.

Once, you and I were wild winds
who could ride a cloudless sky;
Immortals in our magic wonderland
while secret whispers sang for us
our own sweet lullaby,
in words that only we could understand.

You left me in one moment,
and the world turned cold and grey.
Our Summer sunshine 
turned to Autumn rain;
my life is in suspension
since the day you went away;
and love must pause
till you return again.

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Copyright © 2003 Thomas Vaughan
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