Our love is pieced
Together like
A perfectly surreal puzzle
Or painted with
Absolute precision
Art that leads
To magical dreams
Picturesque views
Of oceanic scenes
That seem to creep
Into My imagination
Trying to lift
And drag us
Into The Sun,
Moon, and Stars above
Romantic it might seem
Hard to believe
What I see when
I look into your eyes
Anne is the Woman
Of my Dreams,
Schemes,
Goals,
And Reality
Incredibly Fantastic
To me as it seems
She Fantasizes
In her dreams about me
Living with her in reality
As she plots and schemes
To build our dreams
With the levels we have
Conquered
And darkness we’ve
Vanquished
Throughout the world
Blessed and Ordained
Since before we were created
In his Image and before
Mankind invented labels
Such as Heaven and Hell
Good or bad we just were
Even after birth
Angels and Demons
Men and Women
Believers and Non believers
All made up by Someone
Somewhere
Anyone can
Create Build and Grow
Forever and ever
While near and
Dear to each other
It hurts less
Defending & Protecting
The less fortunate
And too weak
To help themselves
God's word is if anything
A Testimony and Inspiration
Of someone's
Story or Encounters



© The War Torn Poet