Love Songs

By Karl Hicken

This is a high school yearbook entry to my best friend. Soul prints in the sand, seasons forever lost, soul mates coming homelove songs.

This is a note from the author to his best friend:

Dear Deb,

Most things I have to say to you dont look good written, and my feelings arent transcribed too well through a pen. But thanks for the year, or most of it anyway. It couldnt have been better. The things I have gained and how I have grown wouldnt be the same, Im sure. Whatever you do, remember that I will support you. Whatever will always have for you. If I ever come home this summer, I will you give you a call. Okay?

Karl

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: May 24, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524692162

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Published by AuthorHouse 05/18/2017

ISBN: 978-1-5246-9217-9 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5246-9216-2 (e)

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Contents

bliss

my sweetest friend

sweetest debbie,

sweetest deb

romantic

you

happy reading

words of love

words for you

love you more

love you so much

shower your heart

midnight love song

afternooner

for you my afternoon delight

i love you

love you

i can think of nothing else

omg

just a love song

this is for you love

love you more darlin’

just love k

me to you….just us

may i have this dance love

omg deb

a true afternoon delight i hope

afternooner and a midnighter?

i might not let you go…

love eclipses expectation

tribute to a beautiful mother

oh my love

quiet rain

forever dance

colors of sunlight

wings of creation

i can no longer live without you

more silent than a whisper

more love darlin’

love is at home with you

can I sing love

romance me

colors of love

my perfect you

angelic love

what love is

on eagles wings

stars within our reach

you are my beautiful

our immortal soul

courageous love

depths of love

universe of love

my darling

forgive and forget

love to covet

whisper softly

union of realms

true and sanctified

forevermore

image of love

pinkie promise

touch me

never ever

beauty grace and mercy

flying without wings

i do - forever

mate of my soul

poignant love songs

perfect admiration

love and life

never hold back

love to love

grow old along with me

a whispering world

no day but today

inside your heaven

love to be loved

who could love you more

never good bye

take me away

some beach

love is

take me home

tomorrows

bliss

note on a queued score, a smear of pigment splashed on parchment, a single utterance on the ears of the impassioned…to touch the ethereal plane. lifting the spirit, immortalizing the secret winds, soaring on an author unknown, only felt in the folds of dreams. this place, this ray of zealous warmth, sought, only to fringe, never to enter fully, reside. to softly rap at the gate, to plead and stretch, strain. i know you, not the person, but the persona, take me with you. and i am taken by you, to become the wings, the breath beneath. the sweet scent of the nocturne sky carrying the trades of the climes pales to you. a quiver, a gentle soul shudder, heights unrivaled, not recognized, known. this kiss, this love affair of words, the lips that utter,

enchantment

euphoria

pleasure

elation

bliss

sent with love

my sweetest friend

to stay with your thoughts and what we shared last night made me teary. this place, this place of zealous warmth, sought, without finding residence is not that of brick and mortar, but of love and acceptance. you are enveloping me in such beauty. looking for you and the persona that you are. take me with you. i am taken by you. it is an invitation to be how i see and always saw you to be. this love, this kiss, this love affair of words, the lips that utter. i don’t want to scare you. i need you to know the last thing i want to do is scare you. yes, we have always been in love. it is life and bumps and disappointments and hurtful relationships and events that have found residence where the innocence of who we were and maybe who we are. my sweetest friend, journey 35 has found has offered ownership to you. it was written for you in a time when love was make believe and empty. 35 has beauty, it is tender, is it you? i have penned for you. i am not for looking for your commitment, contrary, love would never do that. i can’t remember 48 hours that have thrilled my soul. thank you. where this goes, WOW, there is truth and better still i know i love you.

love you more

sweetest debbie,

softly indulgent, symphonies of thought, brushed with velvet strokes onto the canvas of the soul. immersed in the solitude of a resounding score, each note a shiver, each strain an echo undulating. billowing, swelling, bursting onto a floodplain of desire, each parched sensory receptor melting