Angel

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    Angel

    yet forever, how long shall I await?
    her beauty that captures my very soul.
    as if to hold this once forgotten heart,
    endlessly, in an enternity of passion...

    cast unto me thye breath so, that together
    we shall take part in this distant flame,
    which has returned to our imprisoned hearts!

    envisioned in your eyes as brilliantly as the sky which paints the mirrored sea, your prescence has involved me...

    instead led my spirit, flooded my tounge with pleasent
    words...

    how sweet this taste...

    to be alive,

    my Angel !

    by: Donald Cannon
    to: my new found wife Sharon B. Cannon

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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