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Love is kind, love is gentle.
Love can be wonderful if taken sentimental.
How can one deny the presence or it's
existence?
If they have never been overwhelmed
by concupiscence!
Precious time and heavy thoughts fill
the needs of it's captor,
while my heart is being held prisoner
by her infatuation with my character, needless to say the innocent will
be well rewarded.
Sense the compassion of
righteousness seeks to be intensely sorted, you have the mind that God
has blessed you with and eye's that say, "Lord have mercy.
Your kisses are sweet as honey and
everything about you enchants me, when my sight becomes focused my strength
becomes bolder.
Friendship is like wine;
It gets better as it grows older, one cannot enjoy their inner self until
the mood is sealed.
Passion is a hot and blazing fire that
cannot be put out at will.
intoxicated by your beauty and innocent
as two newborn doves, if
yellow is the color of sunrays, then
how could it not be love?...
By: Jamal Fahim
Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos
A. Hawthorne
C 1999
This is a wonderful bud, is it not true?
Lovely as it is,
it could never be as beautiful as you!
While my composure awaits your arrival,
I begin to pace the room,
not knowing how you will behave my
dear,
but I shall find out soon.
Your endless charms are distinct and
unique,
anything without substance can never
compete.
My love for you is deeper than the
sea,
and you're the only one for me.
The cause of great joy with a stunning
personality,
A mountain of gifts,
could never replace, the happiness,
on your finely structured face.
You make my heart tremble when you,
tease and taunt me,
so I can chase your love down,
like a lion in the open country.
What is the name of this sweet flower?
If nobody else knows!
I believe I have the answer!
Sense it could only be a rose...
By: Jamal Fahim
Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos
A. Hawthorne
C 1999
Your sweetness is my weakness, and not only do I care, but I enshrine the things we've done together along with the times we've shared.
Reliving the moments of pleasure encased by intensified passion, no hostility or disbelief this is truth in it's proper fashion.
You sometimes astound me by exhibiting an array of clemency, be that as it may,. because you've obtained my deepest sympathy,
How I really feel about you is far beyond human perception, and I suspected I've become your first choice in sole perfection,
Conscious and constantly pondering what I am is that which warrants sophistication, engaging in frolic and play consists of domination and complication, confined in a chasm full of warmth that shall never perish,
Dear Love, it is you
that my train of thought could only cherish...
By: Jamal Fahim
Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos
A. Hawthorne
C 1999
When I look into
your eyes, It reminds me of paradise,
And the exquisiteness
of exposed wishes shall never be ignored,
But yet in still
on the spur of the moment explicitly explored,
The light inside
of my soul leads me to love,
That which is
only sincere, and causes my thoughts to race
wildly when I
reach out to pull you near,
I find a profoundly
passionate affection in hopes of unleashing
my loving serenity,
Because the feeling
of a warm attachment is a satisfying remedy,
Your beauty appeals
to my heart as well as to my eyes,
Taking great
pleasure and precious time like the sun when it begins to rise,
If I'm a lout
for love then a fool I'll just be,
But it is I who
holds the prize and that which is only thee,
By myself all
alone in a brown study to reciprocate and being oblivious to the excitement
that you display could be my only fate.
By: Jamal Fahim
Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos
A. Hawthorne
C 1999
After you dive into the open vessel
you become
aroused with illimitable movement,
surrounded of course
by emotions with no clue on how to
elude it, I'm
convinced that you have shown your
overwhelming opposition,
so I use affection in order to seal
the competition, our
countless moments on a multitude of
occasions, has
placed us in very intimate situations,
so I feed your
fantasy with molten murmur and teasing
touch, while in
every way showing how "I love you"
so very much, how
far will I go? as if you don't
know! Sweetheart in my
stream of conciousness there is no
end, I'm compelled
to believe that now we're much more
than friends, there's
not a thing in this world that
could take your place
or sooth my needs, it is the response
to the attention
I've given is what I choose to achieve...
By: Jamal Fahim
Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos
A. Hawthorne
C 1999
UNKNOWN
Can you tell me what it is
that makes me feel this way?
Is there anything that I can do for
you?
Is there anything I can say?
How can I please you,
if I have tried everything in the book?
And you will not tell me where you
are hiding,
so how will I know where to look.
Could you see, sharing yourself with
me?
Do you like being taken by surprise?
Are you atttracted to an individual
that is
true and sincere? Could you stand
being
stared in your eyes?
Do you believe in love at first sight?
And have you ever been wooed with the
midas touch?
Were you at anytime properly appreciated?
or been told "I love you very much?"
Has anyone ever mentioned that you
are someone special and quite unique?
Is it possible your name is sugar,
because you are so intensely sweet?
By Jamal Fahim Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos A. Hawthorne
C1999
Far, far away in a place,
that was structured as a home.
There planted were two very small buds,
that the world has never known.
As it began to bloom
there was another quite adjacent
Since neither of them uttered a word,
they knew not of each others presence.
That day passed, the next day came,
where one of thembegun to cry.
So, the other bud turned to look at
its' neighbor
making itself known by saying "Hi".
The bud who had suddenly stopped sobbing,
turned around to look and stare.
With the minerals embedded in its'
roots,
that made it realize that something
or someone cared.
As time went by, night after night,
the wind blew and other flowers grew.
There were often many moments,
when there was only just the two.
After they began to mature,
their relationship started to climb.
So, intimacy escalated by obvious hints,
that were acknowledged by simple signs.
Conciously aware of each others needs,
in which the two indulged so they could
fulfill.
When they embraced, their shadows formed
a heart,
therefore, they both knew what they
had was real...
By Jamal Fahim Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos A. Hawthorne
c1999
Seconds after Seconds that
become minutes, slowly slip away.
Only to transform into hours,
that eventually exhibits a day.
The sun, the moon and stars above,
have stood still and maintained their
position.
They have never deviated or failed
in their nature,
displaying an incomplete mission.
By Jamal Fahim Hassan
A.K.A. Carlos A. Hawthorne
C1999
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