The truest love is clean and simple– Sacrificing, without reserve. Pure hearts having made a connection, Remembering times well spent; Recounting quiet whispers to each other. A quick passing glance, Can be remarkably understood. For the two shall become one; Perhaps the oneness, Makes all this possible. The two lovers, Having etched into their minds, [...]
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Love As Is
Posted in Terry Conte, tagged Conte, Love, Poetry, Terry on March 18, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Where are the Bombs?
Posted in Terry Conte, tagged Bombs, Conte, Poetry, Terry, Where on March 18, 2010 | 1 Comment »
Sirens pierce our sensitive ears, Quick, out of the building…….run. Run, the bombs are about to explode, Run, this is war. The enemies are lurking about. Where are they? Who are they? Could they be one of our own? Fear strikes like a hammer. Heartbeats pound like drums. Sweat beads form Like raindrops glistening. The [...]
