Helen Sarita and I are on poem 13. Getting closer to our worldwide book... This write is called "Sea of Love"    I will read this on Facebook Live this week..... Cheers to our future book... Sea of Love We met one day on a sandy white shore. Full of blue waves and pretty white seagulls The sand was so exotic. Exotic as you We walked and walked. Telling sweet romantic stories And singing love songs to each other. We were entirely in love. Enjoying the scenery that was so perfect A tropical beach just for us The time was so right. And so was our love We danced And drank posh wine Looked at each other deeply Never missing a beat. I truly felt you in my heart and soul. You were my lady My love The one I wanted for the rest of my days We had a great time Walked along the beach As the sun was about to set We saw God’s great beauty he created And the beauty of love we created in each other hearts. I knew from that time, love would live in us forever. No...

The Fabric of my life John Kavanagh: I gave to you my heart, my soul. Because I love you, dear. I never questioned right or wrong. For you were always here. So I proposed the marriage vows. I hope you'd be my wife. I told you who you are to me. The fabric of my life Helen Sarita: You are a fine mate of my soul. Loving me without condition You took away my tears of sorrow. With love's one faithful rendition. Come take me, let us be as one. I will love you till the end. Bring me to the wonderland. Where soul mates do descend John Kavanagh: We've seen Heaven in its glory. In many different ways We've both seen hell and some things gory. Whilst together all our day's We have danced and shared in laughter. We've cried tears in times of pain. In the strength of one and other We would do it all again. Helen Sarita: I am filled with Heaven's passion. Blissful in life's joy You're my lust, my dream, my confidence. The owner of my ...

When the right time will be? My pen cries to utter what my heart silently murmurs. Would it cover what my thoughts wished to speak for? Would there be an ending to this abyss of distress  that somehow would change to unity and happiness? Would be the writer's inks have enough power  to transform the dusk into love and light vastness? Nothing impossible...that's the believers are standing for Would the little ink left in our pens show its own essence? Would be the calling of our passion be also a part of uniting nations? Can we speak out not to bash but access to peace? Why can't we pray for every race, culture, and belief? That we aren't here to fight and towards each principle, we do have respect That whenever we talk softly and not harshly, we can mellow down hatreds That it is futile to use our fingers to point out others faults or mistakes Why are we so inclined to side with whom we stand for? It's time to look for the lives of our brethren and not...

Thank you, my beloved children... I am so delighted on this Mothers' day. Your messages of love overwhelmed me. It’s like a sweet caress carried by a  gleeful breeze. A  whisper to my ears how much you all care To my lovely sons and their pretty wives I dream your love day by day will rise. Happy to see you all in peace and harmony Nothing I could ask for more. It’s a glory. To my beautiful and smart daughter Shek Thank you for making me proud and great Do not pressure much of yourself. God has prepared for you the best. To my young gentleman, my little King Thanks for your sweet voice this morning The fortune of yours is now kindly lingering. Just continue to be smart and be loving. To my wonderful and sweet angel in  heaven Sushmita Rose is your beautiful name. I don’t know why my tears flow this very moment. I just miss you. Thank you for greeting me in silence... Helen Sarita

YOU are the most beautiful rose even if it is blue don't ever think you not Your beauty outshines us all... You are an Angel in disguise. You see, I  met an angel. I looked into her eyes. I saw a vision of love that pierces the beauty she indeed was I saw Comfort and compassion for all... This Angel sings a song of inspiration The words as I close my eyes... Dreams a melody of joyfulness I met an angel that smiled brightly. in amazement, I did stand Glowing as I looked into her eyes... This Angel is one of my best friends. always so happy ready to pray for me at the drop of a hat... And I Love this Angel for that..... My sweet Helen...

Helen A. Sarita and I have finished Poem #12 now... We are working toward our goal of a book together at the end of the year. The title of this poem is "Twilight Sky." Twilight sky Two people together Eyes to eyes love to love Looking up at the stars Wishing upon millions of lights Holding hands Feeling the warm air and love in d air. Never wanting this to end. As our night is perfect Perfect for us Because time together is a million lights Lights of Love and Life To never ever fade away... Daniel. The treasured moment we celebrate at night Our rendezvous beneath the moonlight Staring at your lovely and romantic eyes Speechless, you're wonderful, by my sight. You hold my hands with so much meaning. Your embrace is so tight on this lovely evening. I dream for a longer time to enjoy my night with you. As  the warmth of your love graces my life through  Helen A. Sarita

Author Helen Sarita and I have now written 11 poems... Our book goal is 30, then we will publish it and hope to get a book signing after that..... We keep writing..... Love Across Many Miles No land or ocean will stop our love Because our love is stronger than lands or miles Because True love is True love Nothing can make this love fizzle out It's a burning light One to never go out Because we love each other greatly Always wishing upon stars Enjoying the moments together Pledged to make this work And to love each other for life Because True Love is True Love And we will find a way to make it happen Daniel Franklin A wonderful dreams of two lovers at far Separated by big lands and wide oceans Knowing love has never known any boundaries You dream I dream, we both dream of our dreams Our hearts are fueled with an unstoppable desire Having each other in an intimate calling of time. It is forever nevertheless the change of wind's direction The breeze of l...