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Kevin Aylsworth, 12 february 2012

An Angel's Description

You look at me with eyes like fire,
Beautiful and full of life from afar,
But dangerous and stinging when up to par...

You talk to me with a voice like a superhero with lips as a sidekick,
Saving me, myself, and my life from a depressing end,
And then enchanting me to do it again...

You walk with strides that could steel the show,
And hips that would lighten our swimming trips,
Making this guy lick the drool from his lips...

You swim with the elegance of a swan,
But the intensity of a shark,
Ready to kill and attacking my heart...

You present yourself with a luxuriously serious mood,
Which inhabits my sights of a woman like you,
To cause me to work up to your level too...

You hold your friends closer than revenge,
Making me think we should be more then that,
While holding hands and sharing laughs...

You cringe in a sense which enlightens the two,
Coming not from hands of an angels rest upon your shoulders,
But from a man with feelings lost to slaughter...

You fill the gaps and cracks with your own emotions,
So you can regulate and restrict a man that likes you,
Giving him second chances beyond revenue...

You find ways to make you and I change,
Giving my lonely heart reasons to shake and quake,
Just to have it crack open ending in a heart ache...

I hope you find this poem to be special but true,
And that you realize I have come to really like you,
With me always hoping you feel the same way too......

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Kevin Aylsworth, 12 february 2012

Her Smile

It sucks the breath from my lungs,
And uses it as the wind through her hair.
It lightens the load of a deppressing day,
And lifts your spirits in a magical way.
It weakens the very muscles in my toned body,
And then expects me to perform the most physical of challenges.
It plays with my feelings with a hidden disappointment,
And crushes it as soon as it's trapped by passion.
It throws my concentration in a prison of golden braces,
And cheats it out of any hopeless chance of ever escaping.
It steals the light strait from the moons surface,
And shows it upon a pureless backdrop of neverending white.
It is known to us all as beautiful deception,
And hers' has got me trapped till the end of all happiness....

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Kevin Aylsworth, 12 february 2012

Last Road Home

An explosion went off on the road ahead
My men started screaming and my heart sank low
A couple of their lives hanging by a thread
So I gave the command for everyone to go
And as my men moved into cover
While bullets wizzed by like jets in the sky
Support helicopters came in and started to hover
Causing the wind to blow dust into my eyes
When we closed in on the enemies position
I let the tanks load up and fire
I felt pretty confident with my proposition
If you shoot us up we'll blow you higher
As their surpprise attack upon American troops
Started to close and came to an end
I ordered them to clear buildings without any flooks
We got a perimeter for us to defend
So the helicopters can take us home once again...

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