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	<title>Tarringo T. Vaughan &#187; Love Poems</title>
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		<title>All I Need</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2015 14:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; My heart &#8211; once silenced &#8211; has been captured and these dreams &#8211; once lonely &#8211; are now shared with your love.  You taught me how to rise above as I was once lost inside a shell of emptiness, afraid to be me, afraid to expose myself to this world because I was so [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/All-I-Need.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-641" alt="All I Need" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/All-I-Need-300x199.jpg" width="300" height="199" /></a>My heart &#8211; once silenced &#8211; has been captured</p>
<p>and these dreams &#8211; once lonely &#8211; are now shared</p>
<p>with your love.  You taught me how to rise above</p>
<p>as</p>
<p>I was once lost inside a shell</p>
<p>of emptiness, afraid to be me,</p>
<p>afraid to expose myself to this world</p>
<p>because I was so ashamed of what</p>
<p>they would see.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Words once silence and broken</p>
<p>have now become my strength</p>
<p>as</p>
<p>in the shadows of my own emptiness</p>
<p>I have learned that I don&#8217;t need the world</p>
<p>to accept all of me,</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t even need the bigotry of perception</p>
<p>to understand my love/this love</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>All I need is to become someone&#8217;s difference -</p>
<p>that person who inspires</p>
<p>and ignites the flame that warms up the soul</p>
<p>of another.  All I need is to be someone&#8217;s completeness-</p>
<p>that person who finishes the sentence</p>
<p>within the paragraphs of desired passion.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>All I need is to allow these rough hands</p>
<p>to embrace the softness of joy that true love</p>
<p>explores;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>for all I need</p>
<p>is you.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>(c) 2015</p>
<p>Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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		<title>A Street With No Exit</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2014 22:41:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Heartbreak has had me afraid to travel down side streets where the possibilities of love were parked close to the curbs of my heart I was afraid of another flat tire leaving me stranded on the roads of loneliness with no one ever stopping to give me that lift I needed to refuel the engine [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/A-Street-With-No-Exit.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-613" alt="A Street With No Exit" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/A-Street-With-No-Exit-300x252.jpg" width="300" height="252" /></a>Heartbreak has had me afraid to travel<br />
down side streets where the possibilities of love<br />
were parked close to the curbs of my heart</p>
<p>I was afraid of another flat tire<br />
leaving me stranded on the roads of loneliness<br />
with no one ever stopping to give me that lift<br />
I needed to refuel the engine of my passion</p>
<p>But one day I took a turn</p>
<p><em>on a street with no exit</em></p>
<p>Where</p>
<p>There was no end of a road<br />
but a beginning to a natural</p>
<p>feeling of connection</p>
<p>that served as the spark plugs reigniting<br />
my broken down emotions with the renewed<br />
energy of romantic discovery.</p>
<p>© 2009<br />
Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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		<title>Release</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2014 12:29:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Look at me, &#160; standing here at the place we first met looking out at the rolling waves as the ocean breeze blows against my face. Thinking of you paints the masterpiece of our love as I gazed into your eyes at this very special place. &#160; &#160; Look at me, &#160; sitting here in [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/Sand_by_mrabanal.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-536" alt="Sand_by_mrabanal" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/Sand_by_mrabanal-300x300.jpg" width="300" height="300" /></a>Look at me,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>standing here at the place we first met</p>
<p>looking out at the rolling waves</p>
<p>as the ocean breeze blows against my face.</p>
<p>Thinking of you paints the masterpiece of our love</p>
<p>as I gazed into your eyes at this very special place.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Look at me,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>sitting here in the sand</p>
<p>where I first felt the warmth of your tender hand</p>
<p>as we watched the seagull’s flying up above.</p>
<p>I can still feel that tender touch of your soul</p>
<p>as you massaged my heart with your undying love.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Look at me,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>crying as I hold you in my hands</p>
<p>caressing you as I once did before;</p>
<p>an everlasting feeling inside surely to be missed.</p>
<p>I long to feel those soft lips again</p>
<p>as it seemed like yesterday, our hearts first kissed.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Look at me,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>letting you go at our special place</p>
<p>as I spread your ashes across the water</p>
<p>where I can still clearly see your face.</p>
<p>Your memory stares back at the tears I cry,</p>
<p>as your release tells my heart it’s time for our final goodbye.</p>
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		<title>On Bended Knee</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2014 21:43:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Love, in the creation of a moment, kneeled down before me on bended knee and within it’s presence the sounds of steady winds drifting in from the rhymes and soul of a timeless sea held us breathless as the deepness of a smile captured me. Love, in the creation of a moment, took my hand [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/the_bayside_by_gsorbs-d5d7mzn.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-474" alt="the_bayside_by_gsorbs-d5d7mzn" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/the_bayside_by_gsorbs-d5d7mzn-300x200.jpg" width="300" height="200" /></a>Love, in the creation of a moment, kneeled<br />
down before me on bended knee</p>
<p>and within it’s presence<br />
the sounds of steady winds<br />
drifting in from the rhymes and soul<br />
of a timeless sea</p>
<p>held us breathless<br />
as the deepness of a smile captured me.</p>
<p>Love, in the creation of a moment, took my hand<br />
as we stood in the sand,<br />
just the two of us</p>
<p>all alone on a crowed beach, the same place<br />
where we once stood together looking out at an endless</p>
<p>ocean where the renewal of passion<br />
again kissed us with waves filled with a promise.</p>
<p>Love, in the creation of a moment, looked up at me</p>
<p>misty eyed, blending in perfectly with a mid-October<br />
ski, the same sky that led us into the arms</p>
<p>of each other’s hearts.</p>
<p>Love, in the creation of a moment, made a promise<br />
that we shall never part</p>
<p>as the resiliency of togetherness proposed<br />
to me and the tears of joy</p>
<p>whispered to this once lonely boy<br />
that I will never again have to spend my</p>
<p>days alone.<br />
Tarringo T. Vaughan<br />
© 2013</p>
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		<title>In Another Lifetime</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Jan 2014 13:34:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>tarringovaughan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[If I shall die tonight, I want to come back as the magic that is your mind and the fascination that is your heart. I want to see the world through the deep browns of your eyes and within those spirals of your love, I want to experience your vision of passion and feel the [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/RJ-0003.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-281" alt="RJ-0003" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/RJ-0003-300x200.jpg" width="300" height="200" /></a>If I shall die tonight, I want to come back as the magic<br />
that is your mind and the fascination that is your heart.<br />
I want to see the world through the deep browns of your eyes<br />
and within those spirals of your love, I want to experience<br />
your vision of passion and feel the stimulation<br />
of your warmth as you freelance the articulation of your caring ways.</p>
<p>If I could come back in any translation, I would want<br />
to be the formation of your thoughts.  I want to be your whisper<br />
when you fulfill the desire of a lover; I want to experience<br />
your pulse when you kiss the lips of sensuality –</p>
<p>and as you lay there/eyes resting peacefully, I wonder<br />
what you think of me; I wonder how your mind works<br />
and how it accelerates the brilliance of your soul because<br />
just knowing you has led to the reincarnation of my being<br />
and tonight as I lay here in the kingdom of your intelligence<br />
I wonder what inspires you to love me.</p>
<p>As I listen to your sleep breathe, I cherish your presence<br />
and want to live inside your dreams because to be your thoughts;<br />
to live within your mind and feel how you see everything around<br />
you is something I explore each time I look into your eyes.</p>
<p>You complete me;</p>
<p>so if I shall die tonight I will always live<br />
‘cause in another life time the strength our togetherness will<br />
be the transcendence<br />
in the recognition of our love.</p>
<p>© 2011<br />
Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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		<title>The Inside Of A Rose</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Dec 2013 23:23:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have found that this is love; I have found that this every touch we share is the formula for passion every time our lips caress – it is this soft tender unity of corruption that our  hearts express that has me able to confess – how lucky I am to have you by my [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/The-inside-of-a-rose.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-248" alt="The inside of a rose" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/The-inside-of-a-rose-300x290.jpg" width="300" height="290" /></a>I have found that this is love; I have found that this every touch<br />
we share is the formula for passion every time our lips caress –<br />
it is this soft tender unity of corruption that our  hearts express<br />
that has me able to confess –</p>
<p>how lucky I am to have you by my side<br />
as our souls collide on this new journey of connection<br />
and as a soft jazz tap dances gently against the window frame<br />
of our magic I can feel the tenderness of your kiss<br />
vibrating in rhythm with the delicacy of my every<br />
desire.</p>
<p>I have found that this is love as I gaze into your embrace;<br />
as I taste the sweet mahogany of your breathe; as I inhale<br />
this fragrance that is us, I feel the blossoming of this  love<br />
like the inside of a rose …a sweet and delicate melody</p>
<p>as we romance the ways of love into a new<br />
nature of devotion.</p>
<p>© 2011<br />
Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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		<title>Where Roses Lay To Rest</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Dec 2013 23:27:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>tarringovaughan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[He knew dreams of her weren’t just imaginations of his heart as he believed that somewhere, far or near the magic of her smile still existed upon the tranquility of the moonlit oceans reflection. Perhaps, within the magic of the stars, the glow of her eyes still sparkled ever so brightly beneath the same gentle [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Profit_In_Your_Poetry_by_woodfaery.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-236" alt="Profit_In_Your_Poetry_by_woodfaery" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Profit_In_Your_Poetry_by_woodfaery-300x225.jpg" width="300" height="225" /></a>He knew dreams of her<br />
weren’t just imaginations of his heart<br />
as he believed that somewhere, far or near<br />
the magic of her smile still existed<br />
upon the tranquility of the moonlit oceans reflection.</p>
<p>Perhaps, within the magic of the stars, the glow of her eyes<br />
still sparkled ever so brightly<br />
beneath the same gentle illuminated sky<br />
as he illustrated the sight of her<br />
by the artistic yearning of his loneliness.</p>
<p>For it was her, his reason, who occupied his mind<br />
with thoughts of their togetherness past;</p>
<p>dreams of twirling in each other’s arms<br />
amongst the rose gardens that journey down lover’s lane<br />
and memories of dancing gently in the music of each other’s eyes<br />
in the stillness of passion where lover’s wane</p>
<p>for it was her, his angel, whose bosom he sought comfort<br />
as he laid his head down upon the pillows of night<br />
wishing she could once again arise<br />
just moments of his passion’s embrace.</p>
<p>Happiness for him was the joy of her;<br />
the elegant pleasance of her smile<br />
that still caressed his tears through all the years<br />
her recognition has fulfilled<br />
his hearts renewal<br />
and happiness was just knowing<br />
her being and beauty<br />
would always be recognized in the reflection<br />
of his purpose as close to his chest</p>
<p>will always be the living soul of her journal<br />
planted every so gently<br />
where roses lay to rest.</p>
<p>© 2012<br />
Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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		<title>A Letter To Love</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Nov 2013 13:57:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[written as I think of you (for Dominic Basile-Vaughan) &#160; &#160; Dear Love, You were delivered to me through the gentleness of his eyes.  You were the warm tenderness – the healing I needed four years ago as my tears flowed silently on the heels of a sudden lost. &#160; You came to me through [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p><i>written as I think of you</i></p>
<p>(for Dominic Basile-Vaughan)</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Dear Love,</p>
<p>You were delivered to me through the gentleness</p>
<p>of his eyes.  You were the warm tenderness – the healing</p>
<p>I needed four years ago as my tears flowed</p>
<p>silently on the heels of a sudden lost.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>You came to me through the beauty of his heart</p>
<p>on a night my mind tried with all its might</p>
<p>to shut out the pain I was feeling, a night in which I tried</p>
<p>so hard to fight the loneliness</p>
<p>that for so many years was never before</p>
<p>so revealing.  As I look back, it was the moment of that night</p>
<p>that showed me a new existence,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>within him, through you, I felt myself matter</p>
<p>as our connection shared a new conversation both in words</p>
<p>and through our physical energy.  We have come together</p>
<p>as an unbreakable form of you, the bond created</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>during a time neither one of us expected</p>
<p>but a time that changed our lives.  Now every time I look</p>
<p>into his eyes,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I am reminded of the passion I have found</p>
<p>within that was always there waiting for just the right person</p>
<p>to share it with.  I am reminded of the thoughtfulness</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>and the togetherness I’ve found; the emotional foundation</p>
<p>and support I have gained from every touch of his embrace –</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>as he has given you a face, a body, a soul</p>
<p>that has become my partner for life.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Sincerely,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>a man in love.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>(c) 2013</p>
<p>Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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		<title>Someone To Love Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Sep 2013 22:59:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For so long I’ve searched for someone to see me—someone to look deep beyond these eyes and capture the true meaning of me; someone who can trace the true beauty of my heart and recognize the freedom in which I feel. I want someone who doesn’t need me to change to fulfill their own vision [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/Gay_love_is_love_by_sweet163.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-89" alt="Gay_love_is_love_by_sweet163" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/Gay_love_is_love_by_sweet163-300x225.jpg" width="300" height="225" /></a>For so long I’ve searched for someone to see me—someone<br />
to look deep beyond these eyes and capture the true meaning<br />
of me; someone who can trace the true beauty of my heart<br />
and recognize the freedom in which I feel. I want someone<br />
who doesn’t need me to change to fulfill their own vision<br />
but embraces sculpture of my being because the true attraction<br />
is what’s inside of me,</p>
<p>for long I’ve yearned for someone to hear me—someone<br />
who hears every heartbeat of my tears and can translate everything<br />
I fear into a true communication of understanding; someone who<br />
can understand the soft spoken language of my desire and speak<br />
the many tones my mind may conspire because it is my voice<br />
that sings the harmony of every song that describes me</p>
<p>and for so long I’ve reached out for someone to believe in me – someone<br />
to bring fourth everything I can give within every foundation<br />
of this soul; someone who will help me rise when sadness pulls me down<br />
and will help me heal when hurt shatters trust and pain<br />
buries me in anger. I want someone give me a reason to breathe<br />
when life threatens to drown me…because for so long</p>
<p>I’ve felt alone inside; I’ve felt invisible to the many senses<br />
emotion. For so long I held everything deep inside<br />
and refused to make eye contact with the human elements<br />
of affection…for so long I was not ready or able to confess<br />
the sorrow only I created by hiding in a closet so dark and deep<br />
that no one was able to find me. For so long I felt empty/with no<br />
definition to my purpose and carried a numbness to feeling<br />
until I allowed someone to find me and show me the way out<br />
of the darkness.</p>
<p>It just took someone to love me to find the path back towards<br />
self-love and help me hear the cry of my own heart. It took someone<br />
to love me to realize that I could be very visible<br />
in another’s eyes and heard even if I was a million miles away<br />
and it just took someone to love me to find that belief in everything<br />
I could release and everything I was able to inhale because for so long<br />
I just needed to feel complete.<br />
© 2011<br />
Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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		<title>This Time Tomorrow</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Sep 2013 00:15:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>tarringovaughan</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Love Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Our hearts ticked in a rhythmic passion as time slowly drifted into the deep hours of our eye’s embrace and as we admired every trace of each other’s face we danced; we danced to the music of soft whispers as the magic of the night became our playground – an exploration of a new found [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/broken_clock_by_ifsantag2-d5ecmpi.png"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-50" alt="broken_clock_by_ifsantag2-d5ecmpi" src="http://tarringovaughan.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/broken_clock_by_ifsantag2-d5ecmpi-300x300.png" width="300" height="300" /></a>Our hearts ticked in a rhythmic passion<br />
as time slowly drifted into the deep<br />
hours of our eye’s embrace<br />
and as we admired every trace<br />
of each other’s face we danced;</p>
<p>we danced to the music of soft whispers<br />
as the magic of the night became our playground – an</p>
<p>exploration of a new found love.<br />
It was the warmth of your hands that welted my desire<br />
with a passion that had us pulsating in heat<br />
as the nakedness of our lust<br />
melted under the burning flames<br />
of sensual fire.</p>
<p>But then our night faded into the emptiness<br />
of morning’s loneliness<br />
as your body became a shadow of warmth<br />
inside of deserted arms.</p>
<p>In that moment I knew love found me<br />
Because I couldn’t wait to reach for you again;<br />
the sweet taste of your breath left me waiting<br />
just for the chance to taste the smile of your lips</p>
<p>as the sweat of our bodies drip. As I lay without you<br />
I am hypnotized by the memory<br />
of our togetherness but I wonder</p>
<p>was it real or just a dream? Will we meet again<br />
and share the same temperature of romance</p>
<p>or will you fade into just a glimpse of a connection</p>
<p>this time tomorrow?</p>
<p>© 2012<br />
Tarringo T. Vaughan</p>
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