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  • 39th Anniversary of Marrying the Lady of My Dreams

    39th Anniversary of Marrying the Lady of My Dreams

    39th  Anniversary – Love Poems and Stories

    My life has always had a fairy tale aspect to it. The central mystery of my life has always been how I met and married the girl of my dreams. I first met her in 1974 when I fell asleep in a  high school physics class in Berkeley, California. Then I had the “dream” as I quickly dubbed it, week after week until one day she walked off a bus and into my life in South Korea where I had gone in the Peace Corps to find her because I knew that she would be waiting there. I had the last dream the day I had decided to give notice and return to the United States to go to graduate school and give up on the foolish dream quest of mine.  That morning she came to me and said

    “Don’t worry we will meet soon.”

    곧 만날 테니 걱정하지 마

    god mannal teni geogjeonghaji ma

    She walked off a bus and into my life that day. That night was September 7th,  39 years ago. We married seven weeks later.

    Here then are my love poems, and stories, all dedicated to my lady of my dreams, Angela Lee.

    Index of First Lines

    Stories

    Dream Girl
    Married My Dream Girl

    Poems

    A Million Ways to Say I Love You
    Ode To Love on Valentine’s Day
    Chains That Bind Us
    Where Do You and I Begin
    Fragments Of a Dream
    The Story of How We Met
    Fate Intertwined
    Darling, My Love of My Life
    Eternal Love
    One Morning -Memories of You
    You Still Haunt My Life
    Till The End of Time
    Angel Of Desire
    Sae Young Ji Ma
    You
    Your Love Conquers the Darkness
    Then One Day
    My Spirits Soared and Flew Up
    Like A Bee to A Flower
    And This Time
    10,000 Miles Can’t Separate Us
    Me And My Angela Lee
    I Love You
    You Forever?
    A Ray of Light
    Fear Of Being Alone
    My Only Lady Love
    One Fine Day
    Your Smile
    Eyes
    18 Years of Love
    Love Jones
    Angela Lee Was Her Name Acrostic Poem
    I Like to Drink Hot Coffee in The Morning Italian
    Drinking My Hot Coffee in the Morning Italian Forms
    Drinking My Hot Coffee in The Morning Light Italian Forms
    Nighttime Love Blues
    Met My Soul Mate
    Love
    Soul Mate Soul Mate
    Morning Greets Me Soul Mate
    Eternal Puzzle
    Red Wine Not Tea
    Decisive Decision  Changed My Life
    15 Versions of Angela

    Begin Stories and Poems

    Dream Girl

    You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.

    The dreams started when I was a senior at Berkeley High School in 1974. About a month before I graduated, I fell asleep in a physics class after lunch and had the first dream:

    A beautiful Asian woman was standing next to me, talking in a strange language. She was stunning—the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She was in her early twenties, with long black hair, and piercing black eyes. She had the look of royalty. She looked at me and then disappeared, beamed out of my dream like in Star Trek. I fell out of my chair screaming, “Who are you?” She did not answer.

    About a month went by, and then I started having the dream repeatedly. Always the same pattern. Early morning, she would stand next to me talking. I would ask who she was, and she would disappear. She was the most beautiful, alluring woman I had ever seen. I was struck speechless every time I had the dream.

    I had the dream every month during the eight years during which I went to college and served in the Peace Corps. In fact, when I joined the Peace Corps, I had to decide whether to go Korea or Thailand. The night before I had to submit my decision, I had the dream again and she made me sure that I knew she was in Korea waiting for me.

    All she said was when I asked again as always who are you? Where are you?”

    “I am in Korea”

    After the Peace Corps, I still hadn’t met my dream woman. I got a job working for the U.S. Army as an instructor and stayed in Korea. I kept having the dream, until I had the very last one: She was standing next to me, speaking to me in Korean, but I finally understood her. She said, “Don’t worry, we will be together soon.”

    Why was that the last time I had the dream?

    Because the very next night, the girl in my dream got off the bus in front of me. She went on to the base with an acquaintance of mine, a fellow teacher, and they went to see a movie. I saw her and found the courage to speak with her.

    We exchanged phone numbers and agreed to meet that weekend.

    The next night, she was waiting for me as I entered the Army base to teach a class. She told me she was a college senior and she had something to tell me. I signed her on to the base and left her at the library to study while I taught, and then we went out for coffee after class.

    She told me she was madly in love with me, and that I was the man for her. I told her not to worry as I felt the same.

    That weekend, we met Saturday and Sunday and hung out all day. On Sunday night, I proposed to her. It was only three days after we had met, but for me it felt like we had met eight years ago. I had been waiting all my life for her to walk out of my dreams and into my life, and here she was.

    Her mother did not want her to marry a foreigner. One day, about a month after we met, she invited me to meet her parents. I brought a bottle of Jack Daniels for her father and drank the entire bottle with him. He approved of me, but her mother still had reservations.

    After a Buddhist priest told her my future wife and I were a perfect astrological combination, she agreed, and we planned our wedding.

    The wedding was a media sensation in South Korea. My wife explained it to me years later. At the time, I was overwhelmed just by the fact that we were getting married and I didn’t fully understand how unusual this was.

    My wife was of the old royal clan, distant relatives to the former kings of Korea. In the clan’s history, only two people had ever married foreigners: my
    wife, and Rhee Syngman, who was the first President of South Korea. My father, who was a former Undersecretary of Labor, came out for the wedding, which fueled even more media interest.

    Our marriage defied the stereotypical Korean-foreign marriage where the women
    married some hapless GI just to escape poverty and immigrate to the U.S. We were the first foreign/Korean couple to get married at a Korean Army base. Over 1,000 people came to the wedding, and my father was interviewed on the morning news programs.

    This all happened thirty-nine years ago, and I am still married to the girl in my dreams. Now in my dreams she watches over me when we are apart.

    Dreamgirls re-publishedlove Poems

    Love Poems from Snarling Cup of Coffee Chapbook Collection, 2nd posting

    Medium published love poems

    City Limits Publishes Love Poems

    City Limits Publishing has published an anthology of love stories and poems called Loving Words, which feature two of my stories and poems, “Chains that Bind Me” and “Dream Girl” re-printed at the end of this entry. Order information follows. My work appears in volumes one and three but order all three volumes. The Cost is $16.00 and shipping is $4.00. I don’t believe that they have a kindle friendly version. You may take advantage of the 25% contributor’s discount below.

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    Dream Girl – A True Love Story

    The dreams started when Sam was a senior at Berkeley high school in 1974, around Maria’s birthday in late May, perhaps.   About a month before Sam graduated, he fell asleep in a physics class after lunch and had the first dream:

    About a month before Sam graduated, he fell asleep in a physics class after lunch and had the first dream:

    A beautiful Asian woman was standing next to him talking in a strange language.  She was stunning – the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.  She was in her early twenties, with long black hair, and piercing black eyes. She had the look of royalty.  She looked at me and then disappeared, beamed out of his dreamlike in “Star Trek.”  He fell out of my chair screaming, “Who are you?”  She did not answer.

    Later that day Sam told his best friend, Robert Sicular who was in the class with him about the dream.  He also told them that he knew that he would meet her someday and that was the woman he was destined to marry.

    Robert said,

    “Man, that is crazy shit, dude. You had best quit smoking weed before class man. You be high. Have any of that shit?

    Nah smoked it all up. But dude the dream is real.

    Sure.

    Sam told Robert’s parents, Bob, and Ruth about the dream. Bob and Ruth were close to Sam. Sam hung out at their house a lot to escape his parents as he had grown up in a very dysfunctional family.

    Bob said,

    “Well, that is the craziest love story I have ever heard so it must be true.”

    Ruth said

    “Follow your dreams. You will have to meet her someday, but you may have to go to Asia to find her. Where do you think she is?”

    “Maybe Japan, maybe Korea, maybe Mongolia, Thailand, Vietnam? The Philippines? But not China because whatever she is speaking is not Chinese.”

    Sam tells them that he had the dream again.

    One day Sam was late for his summer job working in the parks department. He had the dream again about 6 am and it woke him up.  The same thing occurs.  She is standing there talking to him and she has love in her eyes for him.  She reaches out to touch him and then disappears.  He felt electricity flowing from her as she touched him. Sam got up and accidentally breaks the mirror in the bathroom.  Sam tells his mother who said that he will have seven years of bad luck as a result of breaking a mirror and later Sam thought that he had endured seven years of failed relationships and missed romantic opportunities because fate was conspiring to prevent him from getting seriously involved with anyone else because the universe was saving him for his one true soul mate.

    A few days later, Sam is hanging out with his friends Matt and Mark playing pool at his house downstairs in the basement. Sam tells them he had the dream again.

    Matt says,

    “Dude! That is just too creepy to believe. You should not be telling people that shit, they might think that you are some sort of nutter.  I mean we know you are nuts but in a good way and we love ya for its bro, but others, well they might think you are certifiable.”

    Mark looked at Sam and said,

    “Yeah dude, that is crazy shit, I mean shit like that ain’t real you know what I mean?”

    “Matt, Mark, I swear to god it is too. I had the dream again. And I know I am going to meet her and marry her someday.”

    “Right on dude. Party on! We believe you.”

    About a month went by and then Sam started having the “dream”, as he called it, repeatedly.  Always the same pattern – early morning, she would stand next to me talking, I would ask who she was, and she would disappear.  She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and she struck him speechless every time he had the dream.

    Going to Korea to find his Dream girl

    One day in late May, about a week before Sam graduated from college, he had been accepted into the Peace Corps.  He had a deadline to respond to whether he would accept the proposed assignment. He had a choice going to Korea as a TB control worker in August or to Thailand as an ESL teacher in a rural school in October.  He was leaning towards Korea.  He had taken Japanese and Chinese history classes in college and he was fascinated with the region and was curious about Korea.   And besides, he was ready to get going.

    On May 18, 1979, at 5:30 Sam had a slightly different dream.  In the dream, she told him when he asked where she was, “Seoul, Korea.” And smiled at him. And disappeared as she usually did”.

    Searching for the Dream Girl in Korea

    In August 1979, Sam arrived in Korea. He looks around and sees thousands of women who look like the girl in the dream, but none of them are her.  He knew he was going to meet her. He started having that dream monthly.  Usually near the end of the month and almost always first thing in the morning.  The dream was always the same.  She would repeat the word Aka which Sam later learned was the Korean word for baby and became her pet name once they met.  The rest of the conversation he could not understand at all.

    One winter while Sam was in the Peace Corps, he went to Taiwan on a personal visit. He met a famous fortuneteller who made three predictions – He would marry an Asian woman; he would marry when he was 27 and he would become a diplomat.  All three predictions turned out to be true.

    After the Peace Corps, Sam took a job in Korea and decided that he would give it one more year. If he did not meet her by then he would return to Seattle to go to Graduate school at the University of Washington in Korean studies.  Sam moved about the entire country. Sam was lonely, dissatisfied, and. Felt that he was wasting his time. He kept having the dream though.

    On Wednesday, August 26, 1982, Sam got on a military bus at Camp Casey near where he lived in Tongduchon in a rented room. He was living basically those days out of a suitcase in a rented room as his employer kept sending him all over the country. He must have moved at least ten times that year.

    That morning he had the last dream. And somehow felt that he was about to meet the girl in the dream. In the dream, she came to him again, but this time, Sam understood her Korean.  She said, “Don’t worry, we will be together soon and once we are together, we will be together forever. I have been waiting for our last life together. And now I have found you.”

    That night, Sam got off the bus in front of Camp Red Cloud where he was teaching.  Sam got off the bus and the girl in the dream walked off the bus, out of his dreams and into his life.  It was the moment he had been waiting for all his life.

    The class went by in a blur.  Sam was still stunned that he had met her.  He came up with a lame excuse that he wanted a language partner, and she could help him with his Korean, and he could help her with her English

    She spoke English well as she was an English Education major at Sungsil Woman’s University and was a senior.  She was 23 years old and he was 27 years old.  He was born in the year of the goat and she was born in the year of the pig. According to fortune-tellers they had a perfect astrological chart and were soul mates.

    That night Sam called his friend Robert, who had been in the room when Sam had first dreamt of meeting Maria, and told him that he had met the girl in the dream.

    “Robert,

    “I have big news; I met the girl in the dream. The girl I have been dreaming about for these last eight years. She is real. I met her on a bus. She is stunning. She is a college senior, and we are meeting tomorrow. “

    “Dude. That is unreal. But whatever you do not tell her about the dream, at least not right away. That might freak her out. It would freak anyone out. Shit like that does not happen you know man. Are you all alright? Been taking drugs? Drinking too much?”

    “Dude. It is all good. It is real. And I am going to marry her!

    “Whatever dude. I believe you because you believe in the dream, I sure hope it is real.”

    “It is real, dude.”

    The next night she was waiting for him at the army base where he was to teach a class.  She told him that she had to see him as she had something to tell him Sam signed her on to the base and left her at the library to study.  She was a college senior she told him. They went out for coffee after class at a classical music cafe.  She told him she was madly in love with him and that he was the man for her.  He told her not to worry as he felt the same.

    Whirlwind Romance

    On Friday, Saturday, and Sunday they met each day and went for a long walk in the mountains near the base and had breakfast, lunch, and dinner together.  She made him kimbap (Korean sushi rolls) every day.

    They talked further about her life and his life so far.  Her English was far better than his Korean, so they mostly talked in English.    She was a senior at Sungmyeong Woman’s University majoring in English Education.  But she wanted to work for a corporation rather than become a high school English teacher.   She was also going to start a graduate degree at Seoul working on an MBA degree in a new program that was taught in English.

    He told her that he had been accepted to go to the University of Washington for a MA degree in Korean studies but would start that in about a year.  He would be teaching for CTC for a few months but wanted to find another teaching job somewhere in Korea as he was tired of teaching on base and the pay was not particularly good. Sam told her that perhaps she could come to Seattle with him and study there.  She looked at him and said that she would love that.

    Maria looked at Sam and said

    “Sam, it is obvious we belong together. You are mine and I am yours.”

    “Maria,

    “I agree. Let us get married, October 29th is my legal birthday. We can do the paperwork then and have a wedding later. What do you think?”

    “Sure. That will work. You have to meet my parents though soon.”

    “Okay”

    In any event, they agreed that they would do the formal paperwork through the embassy on Friday, October 29th, 1982, which was Sam’s birthday.

    They married two months later after a Buddhist priest told her mother that our astrological match was a perfect fit.  Her mother did not want her to marry a foreigner.  One day about a month after they had met, she invited him to meet her parents, but she did not tell them Sam was a foreigner.  Sam brought a bottle of Jack Daniels for his Father-in-Law and Uncle in law and drank the entire bottle with them. He approved of him, but Sam’s Mother-in-Law still had reservations. After the Buddhist Priests told her it was a perfect astrological combination, she agreed, and they planned on getting married.  As she put it, “who am I to go against the will of heaven?”

    And so, they got married.

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    waterfalls of love

     

    praise the love of my life

     

    my love beckons me

    next glass of wine is for love

    man plays games with his love

    lucky in love

    5-7-5 love poem

    love cheritas

    A Million Ways to Say I Love You

    They say
    There are a million ways
    To say I love you

    In this day and age
    I could only find
    In my computer’s brain
    The words to say I love you

    In 53 languages of the
    10,000 languages
    Spoken on this planet
    Someday I may be able

    To say the simple words
    I love you
    In all known languages
    This will have to suffice for a start

    So, I will say it
    Loud, and clear
    Just so you understand:

    I love you (English)
    Mein tumse pyar karta hoon (Hindi)

    मैं तुमसे प्यार करता हूँ
    main tumase pyaar karata hoon

    Tu Tane prem karoo chu (Gujarati)

    હું તને પ્રેમ કરું છુ
    Huṁ tanē prēma karuṁ chu

    আমি তোমাকে ভালোবাসি
    Āmi tōmākē bhālōbāsi

    (Bengali)

    Me tula premkarto (Marati)

    मी तुझ्यावर प्रेम करतो
    Mī tujhyāvara prēma karatō

    Me tula premkarto (Marati)

    میں تم سے پیار کرتا ہوں

    Hum apse mohabbat karte hain (Urdu)

    دوستت دارم

    Man Dooset Daram (Persian)

    ਮੈਂ ਤੁਹਾਨੂੰ ਪਿਆਰ ਕਰਦਾ ਹਾਂ
    Maiṁ tuhānū pi’āra karadā hāṁ
    Mein thoda prem karanga (Punjabi)

    انا احبك
    Ana Ahabik Yanooni (Arabic)
    Havala (Hebrew)

    我愛你
    Wǒ ài nǐ
    Yongchon (Chinese)

    愛してます
    Aishitemasu  (Japanese)

    Aloha (Hawaian)

    Cinta (Indonesian)

    Dangshinun sarang hayo (Korean)

    사랑 해요
    salang haeyo

    Kasih (Malay)

    ผมรักคุณ
    P̄hm rạk khuṇ  Thai

    እወድሃለሁ
    iwedihalehu (Ahmaric)

    ຂ້ອຍ​ຮັກ​ເຈົ້າ
    khony hak chao (Lao)

    Akoay Paginghe ikou (Tagalog)

    Toi yeu ong(Vietnamese)

    Renmen (Creole)

    Jesuis l’amour voies(French)

    Liefdle (Flemish)

    Estoy amor tu (Spanish)

    Yosono amore tu (Italian)

    Estou o amore tu (Portugese)

    Dashuri (Albanian)

    Maiteizam (Basque)

    обичам те
    obicham teOBHYAM (Bulgarian)

    Ljubav (Croatian)

    Laska (Czech)

    Jeger en kaerlighed du (Danish)

    Ikben houden van jig (Dutch)

    Gra (Gaelic)

    Ich bin lieben tu (German)

    ε αγαπώ
    Se agapó

    Agape/eros (Greek)

    Ami (esperanto)

    Armastama (Estonian)

    Rakam (Finish)

    Envagyok szeretet te (Hungarian)

    Elska (Icelandic)

    Ejekirin (Kurdish)

    Milestiba (Latvian)

    Meile (Lithuanian)

    Eu dragoste tu (Romanian)

    JHOBOEL Lubush

    Я люблю вас
    YA lyublyu vas (Russian)

    Elske (Norweigan)
    Easka (Slovak)

    Волим те
    Volim te

    JBYBAB (Serbian)

    Jagdan karlek du (Swedish)

    я тебе люблю
    ya tebe lyublyu

    KOYATH (Ukraine)

    Benin sevi sen (Turkish)
    Ahava (Yiddish)
    Ngingu u thando ungu (Zulu)

    Ode To Love on Valentine’s Day

    I love You
    I Love You

     

     

     

     

     

    Ever since I met you my dear
    My life has not been the same

    Before I found you
    I was lost, sad and lonely
    Going nowhere as fast as possible

    I was stuck
    Did not know what direction to pursue

    At the intersection
    watching life go by
    I was lost, lonely
    and full of despair

    Then one day I saw you
    The girl of my dream
    Standing there
    on the side of the road

    I was filled with terror
    Could not speak
    What if you refused to see me
    What if you denied
    my protestations of love

    What if you walked away
    Never to be seen again
    I knew I had to do something
    I had to do it then and there

    And then you came up to me
    Your voice
    The voice of an Angel

    Sweat, full of light
    Fun and entire sunshine
    Ever since the day I met you
    Whenever I feel down
    and depressed

    I look at your picture
    And sunshine fills my heart
    And I am confident, happy, and ready
    To face all of life’s travails

    As long as I have your love
    And your support
    I can overcome all obstacles
    And face all dangers

    Together we can do most anything
    Without you I will be lost
    In the swamp of despair

    So, my dear
    Please stay with me
    Forever to the end of time

    Let us journey forward
    Never looking back
    My love, my life

    The sun in the sky
    The moon that lights
    my dreams at night

    The stars
    that beacon far away
    Thanks to the Gods above
    For bringing you into my life

    And I promise I will love you
    Forever and a day

    Just to see your face
    Is heaven itself

    Just to hear your voice
    Is all that I ever need

    My love, my soul mate
    Hurry back to me

    We have so much loving to do
    So much living to do
    So much to do together

    Walking confidently
    Boldly into the future

    Without you
    All is nothing
    But dust

    With you
    Everything is possible

    My love
    Until I see you again

    A thousand kisses
    And a million thoughts of love
    That will have to suffice

    Until we are reunited
    My love, my darling,
    My life and dreams

    Hurry back to rescue me
    From the despair and darkness
    All around me

    Until then
    I salute you
    Oh, Queen of my Heart
    General of Love
    Captain of my Soul

    Chains That Bind Us

    I realize that my love for you
    Is like a chain of steel
    Unbreakable, Tough as nails

    Yet as your love entangles me
    I realize that I embrace my imprisonment
    Don’t want to venture out of my cell

    Made of our years together
    bit by bit
    We have become entangled

    Where I end,
    and you begin
    Hopelessly entangled

    Even if I wanted
    to break free
    I could not

    For I am you
    and you are me
    My fate is in your hands

    So, I relax
    Decide to Just enjoy
    The ride of my life

    As we move
    Towards the final moments
    Together as we have always been

    Inseparable
    merged into one being
    Staring at each other

    Wondering
    who is that creature
    Of eternal mystery

    That has so captured my soul
    And imprisoned
    it in her love

    I smile thinking
    of your love
    The endless pleasure

    It has brought me
    The endless pain
    I have endured

    Just to be next to you,
    Part of you
    Until the day

    I die
    When we meet
    in the next world

    Where Do You and I Begin  Love Poem

    I woke up one day and realized
    I no longer knew
    where you and I began
    and where you and I ended

    we had become almost one
    We talked in half sentences
    Knowing what the other wanted
    and knowing how it would end

    We ate the same foods with some resistance
    because I still crave an old fashioned American meal
    but still we were becoming more and more the same

    and I was scared of losing myself
    In your embrace
    and becoming you

    and you becoming me
    and this fear of losing me
    in the ocean of us

    overwhelms me at time
    but I know that I will always
    Return to your arms

    because I cannot live
    A moment without you at my side
    and I know you are the same
    we feel each other’s inner pain
    we feel each other’s outer pain

    and our history has merged
    into one

    and is that the secret
    of a long marriage?

    Have I figured it all out
    in the end does it come to this?

    a merging of two souls and two bodies?
    I don’t have the answers
    But I don’t have any more doubts
    or regrets at the path I have taken

    I still look forward
    to waking up each day
    Seeing you there

    and knowing that everyday
    we have together
    is a gift that I will cherish

    Until my dying breath

    Fragments of a Dream
    2-14-2010

    I am a fifty plus man
    Who lives on in his head
    And dreams

    With the libido of an 20 year old
    Full of dreams
    Wild erotic fantasies about this women
    And that women
    All the time

    And desires for his wife
    Who when she is in the mood
    Is the best he ever had

    But getting her in the mood
    Makes him weary
    And frustrated
    And dreaming of sex

    So, what can he do
    Continue the path
    Of least resistance

    Waiting for her to get in the mood
    Or change his game plan

    To get her in the mood more often
    That is the question
    That has no answer

    So, on Valentine’s Day
    He dreams of ultimate sex
    With the one true love of his life

    And waits for her
    To come to him
    When she is in the mood

    The Story of How We Met

    It all began in Berkeley, California
    In the springtime of 1974

    One fateful afternoon
    I was dozing in my high school
    Physics class.

    I looked up and saw
    A tall, beautiful Asian women

    Standing looking at me.

    I screamed out,
    Who are you?

    She disappeared
    Like she was beamed
    away from my dream.

    I knew that someday
    I would meet the girl
    In the dream

    Little did I know
    I would have to wait
    until 1982

    Starting that month
    I began having the same dream
    Month and month and month.

    Always the same.
    She was saying something
    To me in a strange language.

    Then one day I had the dream
    And knew that she was in Korea.

    So, I chose to go Korea
    In the Peace Corps,
    Somehow knowing
    That I would meet her there.

    One day I was in a foul mood.
    I had decided to give up
    on dating Korean women,

    And on women in general
    After having had several relationships
    That did not go anywhere.

    I was thinking of returning to the States
    For Graduate school.

    That morning early in the morning
    I had the last of these dreams.

    This time I understood her.
    She said, “Don’t worry.

    We’ll meet soon.”
    That evening
    As I was getting off the bus
    To go to my class

    I saw getting off the bus
    The girl in my dream.

    It was she!
    I was speechless.

    I did not know what to do.
    Over the course of the evening
    I ran into her several times.

    Finally, I was introduced to her.
    I muttered some lame excuse
    About wanting to find a Korean tutor,

    And got her number.
    The next day she came to the gate of my base.
    Where I was teaching ESL to Koreans

    She said that she had to speak with me.
    I told to wait in the library
    for about an hour,

    And I would cancel class
    And meet her then.

    We went out for coffee.
    She told me that she was madly
    In love with me

    And simply had to have me.
    I told her I felt the same way.

    I proposed five days later,
    And got married one month later.

    Does she believe this story?
    She claims she does not believe it

    Because it is impossible to be true.
    But I know that there are other worlds
    And other times.

    In a past life,
    we must have been together somehow.
    and our love was so strong
    That it crossed over the barrier
    of past lives.

    She found me in 1974,
    But it took until 1982
    For us to actually meet.

    And it has been 39 years
    Since we met in the physical sphere
    Or 46 years since the dream began

    And I still recall
    the dream
    And meeting her

    I had no choice
    When I met her

    We were fated to be together
    Until the end of this lifetime
    And the next and the next

    Fate Intertwined
    May 1, 1999

    It was many a year ago
    about 15 years ago

    That I was born again
    When I met the love of my life

    Who took away my sins, my fear
    And my self-doubt

    And I began an adventure
    That has not ended

    Together we have moved
    Down the path of Life

    And together we shall move on
    Forever and a day

    Our souls intertwined
    Our fates bewitched together

    Forever more
    My love

    My hope, my dream,
    my eternity

    Darling, My Love of My Life

    How much pain I feel today
    Because you are in pain

    I cannot rest, cannot sit still
    All I can do is worried and think

    What will I do
    If God takes you away from me?
    What would I do without you by my side?

    I cannot live without you
    You have to be there by my side
    or in my heart
    Forever until the day I die

    I will not live without you
    This world is so cruel and mean

    I need someone like you
    By my side to fight the battles

    And encourage me to stand up
    And be counted

    I have learned so much
    Watching you
    You never back down

    Never give up
    And you win in the end

    With your unique mix of charm, guile and
    Iron will hide within a velvet glove

    Clearly someday you will become
    One of the Masters of the World
    And I will be there by your side

    Your love, your confident
    and your greatest
    Fan of all

    I need you by my side
    Forever and a day
    Say you will be mine
    And I will die a happy man

    If you die before I do
    My life would end

    In a pit of utter despair
    So, get up
    Fight

    Don’t let the bugs get you down
    And I know we will have
    Many more years together

    Before we become an old couple
    Still walking down, the street
    Full of wonder and love for each other
    My love, Forever

    Eternal Love

    I woke up
    And jumped out of my bed
    And stared out wildly

    Into a strange new environment
    Into the middle of it all

    There it stood
    A carbon copy man with no heart

    Starting down the freeways of my mind
    What the Hell can I find

    For years and years
    All I can do is cry

    For months and months
    All I can do is curl up
    and die

    Then overnight
    A vision of radiant beauty
    Awoke me from my stupor
    and drunken bum shows

    The vision
    of my possible future
    Was you

    My love, my life,
    and my dreams
    All I knew I knew alone

    All I can do is love you till
    The end of time

    One Morning -Memories of You
    2/22/01

    One morning
    I awoke with a vicious hangover

    Struggled all day
    Just couldn’t make it at all
    Then I walked out of my gloom
    Into the bright light of the day

    And on that fine morning
    You walked into my life

    You were like a ray of light
    Piercing through the fog of despair

    You were a beacon
    Shinning on through the night

    You were a mightily candle
    In the midst of the darkest night

    Angela, my dear,
    I have no fear

    Wherever you are in this world
    Or the next one

    You have my love
    Till the ends of time

    My shinning beacon of hope
    And good cheer

    You Still Haunt My Life

    You
    Still haunt my life

    You still fill
    Every moment of my thoughts
    With images of you

    Your voice
    Your smile
    Your way of being

    Fills me with awe
    Wonder, amazement
    And grace

    And still, I wonder
    Yes, I wonder

    How did a wretched sinner
    A wretched, vile, no nothing of a man
    A low bum of the lowest order

    Meet such a radiant princess
    Truly

    It is a case of beauty and the beast
    And how and why
    You came into my life

    I do not understand
    But the moment I met you

    All those years ago
    I was filled with power
    Of your love
    Overwhelming me
    Overpowering me
    Rewiring all my circuits
    In my corrupted body
    Turning a mere boy
    Into a Man

    And to you
    I salute you
    And worship you
    And give thanks

    Every day
    To all the gods above
    And the demons deep below
    That you found me

    Till The End of Time

    I wake up out of bed
    And stare out wildly

    Into a strange new environment

    Into the middle of it all

    There it stood

    A carbon copy man with no heart

     

    Staring down the freeways of my mind

    What the hell can I find

     

    For years and years

    All I can do is cry

    For months and months

    All I can do is curl up and die

     

    Then overnight

    A vision of radiant beauty

    Awoke me from my stupor

    And drunken bum shows

    The vision of my possible future

    Was you, my love, my life, my dreams

     

    And all I knew

    I knew alone

     

    Some day

    In the future

    I will meet you my dream girl

     

    Until then

    All I can do is love you

    Till the ends of time

    Angel Of Desire

    One day,
    A long, long, long time ago
    In a distant land and place
    There lived a lonely, wretched man
    He was filled with anger, hatred, and despair
    All was lost, darkness and gloom
    He wandered the world
    Here and there

    Looking for something
    He knew not what

    Then one fine evening
    He looked up and saw

    A vision, an angel of delight
    A woman of divine splendor
    A lady so fantastic
    He thought surely he was dreaming

    He did not know what to say
    He did not what to do
    All he could do

    Was stare at this unearthly vision
    He approached her

    He needed her
    He wanted her
    He knew that if he could not have her
    He would surely die

    His mind was aflutter
    His mind was filled
    With the vision of that beauty

    Overwhelming him with desire
    Soon he met her
    Wooed her, married her

    Life changed forever
    from that moment forward
    The gloom lifted
    The darkness was banished
    Sunshine filled his heart
    And music filled his ears

    Every time he looked at her
    His heart went aflutter
    He could not live without her

    Then one day
    This man was forced to live
    Another life of loneliness
    Despair and Darkness
    All Around him yet again

    The lady of his dreams
    The angel of his desire
    Lives 10,000 miles away

    Leaving him darkness, gloom, and despair
    The only hope he has
    Is that soon, one day
    This separation will end

    Forever more
    And then he will be complete yet again
    With his Angel of Desire

    And the Darkness, gloom, and anger
    Will be banished forever more
    In the brightness of her eternal smile

    So, he lies down to sleep
    And sees his Angel in his Dreams
    Wakes up with a smile

    Knowing soon he will be with her
    Forever more together
    With his Angel of Desire
    Sae Young Ji ma

    Sae Yong Ji Ma

    Inscrutable are the ways of the Gods
    I think of my fate
    often sit and ponder

    Deep, dark, dangerous ambitions
    Burn deep within me

    With a wild never ending flame
    And I lust, cringe, and want
    o then came
    A wonder of the East

    A passionate queen of my fantasy
    So, I dream on and on
    Knowing all along
    She was just another mortal being
    nd not a goddess
    So, I dream on and on
    Someday soon

    I will meet
    The girl of my dreams

    Wild, passionate, and free
    And we will soar into the sun

    Flying forever
    on the wings of our cosmic love

    Yeah,

    Sae Yong Ji Ma

    The gods themselves wanted her
    Because of her beauty

    Tanta potentia forma est
    They came to Earth
    Out of clouds of mists

    They poisoned my queen
    And left me alone

    A broken man on a misty beach
    Suspended forever between the blinks
    Of time’s eternal laughter

    You

    5/7/83

    You are the fresh wind
    Blowing from the ocean
    To wash away the grime of my soul
    You are the wildflowers
    That freshens the alpine
    Desolation of my soul

    You are all that I crave
    In the darkest hours of night

    At five a.m. I awake
    Screaming with loneliness
    It is then that I need you

    It is then that
    I crave your company
    You are the Moon leading me on
    You are the star
    Twinkling with a devilish grin

    You are my devil and my angel
    You are my everything at once

    How could I have helped myself
    From falling for your charms
    And so, I dream on and on

    This time is special
    This time you won’t fly
    Far, far away

    So, I dream, hope and cry
    This time

    The Meaning of Love
    At long last
    I feel in the bones

    I understand and know
    The meaning
    and substance of my love

    Your Love Conquers the Darkness

    Many a year ago
    I wondered the world
    Lost, without purpose
    Without meaning,

    My life was empty
    Full of gloom, and darkness
    All around

    I tried to see through the fog
    But failed to see a way
    through the thick illusions

    Covering everything, coloring everything
    The darkest gloom of night all around me

    Love Cheritas

    Then one day

    Then one day

    I saw your face
    You lit up my life

    You changed my fate
    The darkness was lifted
    he sunlight rushed in

    My spirits soared and flew up

    My spirits soared and flew up

    To the heavens themselves
    and I rejoiced in my love

    In my freedom and my glory
    Happiness and peace
    descended upon my Soul

    I am still drawn to your light

    Like a bee to a flower
    Like a bear to honey

    Nothing can keep
    me away
    I need you

    Cherish You and Worship You

    Cherish you and worship you

    For you are my sunshine
    Moon shine and light of my universe

    If you ever left me
    Never to return
    The darkness will come back

    And this time

    And this time

    There will be no escape
    From the ever present gloom

    All around me
    Waiting for our love
    to fail

    10,000 Miles Can’t Separate Us

    In the early light of the rising sun
    And underneath the dying
    cadences of a decadent moon
    I arise out of my light slumbers

    Dreaming of my past and of you
    A vista of happiness fills my mind
    As I realized
    That 10,000 miles can’t separate us

    Me and My Angela Lee

    Fills my mind with regrets
    Regret at the 10,000 miles
    that lie between our souls

    After all
    One cannot make love
    across a 10,000 mile gap

    For my organs
    cannot travel that far
    Only in the memories of you
    And me

    Together can I be satisfied
    Until the distance between us
    Is overcome
    And we are together
    Once more

    I Love You

    I am still

    The most madly in love person
    I love you more and more

    I love you more
    than mere words could ever say
    I love you so much I cannot say

    When first ever I saw your face
    My heart went beep
    And my legs went numb

    And the words for the first time
    Failed me

    If you had not
    Seen me that way
    I would not have been able to live again
    My life began when I first saw your face
    And now, my love
    I pledge to you
    that I shall always be true
    And never will a day past
    In which I fail to show
    My undying love for you
    My queen, my princess,
    My life and my hope
    How can I express in mere words
    The thousand torrents
    of my love crazed thoughts about you
    Truly, life began when I met you

    You Forever

    Mystical moment
    Divine silences
    Overwhelm me
    With wonder, awe, and fear
    The fear of losing control
    The fear of destroying myself
    In the vain hope of gaining your soul
    And all along
    I know it is a false dream
    That I dare to dream
    Wat can I do?
    I sit, dream, and think
    And in the depths
    of my mercurial soul
    I can see
    You need to be free
    Free as a bird
    To sail away
    Am I holding you back
    Imprisoning you
    Or am I guarding you
    Saving you
    Loving you
    Hating you
    Because I love you

    What is it?

    What’ll it be?
    We’re two people
    Joined by unhappy
    yet happy fate

    Can we be happy together
    Living in separate hells
    Or occasional heavens
    Thus, I cry out
    Don’t leave me

    Knowing full well
    That you will
    Maybe sooner, maybe later
    Maybe forever

    My life began when I met you

    And will surely end if you leave me

    So, we go on
    Living our life
    Intertwined so much
    We can’t leave

    And we are fated
    To be together

    And so, I have my answer
    And I smile

    A Ray of Light

    In the darkest day of gloom
    When all I could do
    Was to grab a broom

    And vainly sweep away
    At the ever present gloom
    All I could see

    in the fog shrouded doom
    Was the cosmic ray of light
    Searching the mists of the moores

    I arose from my campfires
    In search of this
    light from afar

    Through forests and fountains
    I traversed
    All I could see was
    still more gloom
    In the end of the trail

    Near where I stored my mail
    I came upon the source of the light
    I climbed the final step

    And opened my mail
    And out of it poured
    a bright radiant light

    Which chased away my gloom
    And destroyed my doom
    And flew away on my broom

    And into my life
    This beautiful radiant maiden
    This beam of cosmic light was you
    My dear

    Fear Of Being Alone

    Now my dear
    More than ever
    My mind returns to you in fear
    The fear of being
    left out in the cold
    Alone mounts day by day

    Mankind is but a timid ant
    Pretending to be a wolf
    Alone on a celestial stage
    No one cares to watch our folly
    Somehow with your presence near
    I lose this all-pervading fear
    And I feel I am truly human again
    Yet my feelings for you
    Run as deep as all of creation
    And are as profound as a single bell
    Chiming lonely in the purple crystalline sky
    My love for you
    Is as pure as a virgin bottle of wine
    Yet my carnal desires are blatant
    As youporn.com
    My respect for you
    Is greater than my respect for God
    For a god can’t be loved as a woman can

    My Only Lady Love

    In the dying decaying luminance
    Of the falling
    dying setting western sun
    I sat under
    the fragrance of a pine tree
    And watched the real world fly by
    In the maddened urge to succeed
    One can sometimes
    lose track of what success is
    With these gloomy thoughts on hand
    My mind wrenched itself back to the place
    And engaged in reveries
    Of my life
    My love, and my dreams
    My one and only Lady Love

    One Fine Day

    One day
    I awoke
    Saw you there
    All my pain
    Wiped away
    A dream comes true
    Your Smile
    Your smile
    Lights up the room
    And dispels the gloom
    And lifts the fog
    Your smile
    Shines in the night
    Like a diamond
    In the sky

    Eyes
    Eyes do not die
    Eyes do not lie
    They do not tell
    The time of day

    Nor scream
    The pain of nights

    Eyes merely reveal
    The inner secrets
    Of the Soul

    Your eyes
    Are the very secrets
    Of the Universe

    Your eyes
    Bore into my soul

    And root out
    All corruption

    Leaving me
    Free and strong

    Your eyes
    Are more beautiful
    Than the dearest diamond

    Sparkling in the silver sky
    Your eyes
    Are like the very essence
    Of God

    Staring out at me
    Driving me insane
    With love

    Your eyes are the key
    To the deep
    Secrets of my own soul

    Your eyes
    Are beyond words to describe

    18 Years of Love

     

    After 18 years of marriage
    One knows a few things
    About this thing called Love

    At first love
    Is a wild, euphoric high
    It comes over you

    Like a drug
    Love strikes you
    And it goes straight
    to your heart

    Like a drug junkie
    Mainlined
    to the heart

    Love destroys
    All reason
    All rationality

    You must have
    The object of your love
    You must
    Overcome all barriers

    That people put in your way
    Then one day
    You achieve your love

    And your love
    Changes, subtly over the years

    Gradually changing
    From a hot passionate fire
    To a mellow, smooth flame
    a flickering candle
    in the wind of passion

    Sustained, steady, lower heat
    With occasional flare ups

    Now and then
    The wild passionate nature
    Of the beast called love
    Comes back to the foreground

    And overwhelms the conscious mind
    But the love you felt fades
    Away

    Replaced by the second phase of love
    Contentment, peace,
    Happiness

    And all you need
    Is to be
    With the one you love

    After ten years
    This too changes

    And it becomes
    Yet another creature
    Altogether
    You begin to wonder
    You begin to doubt
    You begin to question

    You say is this
    All that there is
    This mellow, smooth feeling

    Has the wild passionate
    Flavor of my love
    Turned from a sharp
    Biting bite of a fiery
    Bolt of whisky

    To that of a more refined
    Smoother blend of drink?
    Do I crave that first rush
    Of love yet again
    Somewhere

    At this point
    The danger arises
    That one begins to look
    Around

    And think
    Is this it
    Am I doomed

    To be with my love
    Forever and ever

    You begin to find fault
    Your love is too fat
    Your love is too thin
    Your love is too serious
    Your love is too silly
    She is just too much
    To deal with any more

    And you begin
    To say
    Do I really still love
    This lady

    Is it still real?
    And you look around

    And see around you
    Many other women

    And you think
    What about her
    What about her
    What about her and her and her?

    Do I want another flavor
    do I want another altogether?
    Do I want a different drink?

    And then it happens
    That crazed bitch called love
    Comes back at you

    A million miles a minute
    And you realize
    That Love once achieved
    Is never far away

    That old feeling
    Comes back with a vengeance

    The love you felt
    Once before
    Like a hurricane
    like an tornado
    like an earthquake
    Is still there

    Buried under years
    Of living together
    Of years of compromises

    Doing it this way
    Because it is her way

    And all along
    You wanted her

    And the dreams come back
    The wild crazy days

    Begin to come back
    And you say

    She is the way she is
    And I love her
    The way she is

    And whatever may come
    I still want her
    I still need her

    She is still mine
    And I am still hers

    And the desire to look
    For another
    kind of flavor
    Fades away

    Back into the dark corners
    Of your mind

    And you say
    To all the world

    I still love you

    Won’t you be mine?
    Won’t you be with me?

    I still want
    To make wild passionate love

    Every night of the year
    I still want to experience

    The wildness of your love
    I still want to get freaky

    Deaky and meaky with you
    Oh God
    How I want you

    How I want to express
    My feelings for you

    Bottled up deep inside
    All these years
    We grow apart

    We live in different places
    Different times and places
    And then when we are together

    Sometimes
    The love gets missed
    Among the arguments
    And the disagreements

    And the different attitudes
    And I know
    That you are you

    And I am me
    And that we are
    As opposite
    As two lovers could ever be
    And it is hard
    For the heat of love
    To survive

    The cooling down of the flame
    Of love that occurs with time
    But, babe, the love
    We shared can come back
    To life

    And we can be
    As wild young lovers
    Again

    All we have to do is try
    So won’t you be
    My lover again for me
    Won’t you let our love
    Blossom forth
    And let us
    Run wild, naked, and free
    And become
    As wild as we wana be

    18 years of love
    Can survive
    18 years of marriage

    can become 28 years
    can become 39 years
    of love and madness

    And I want to be
    With you again
    For another 40 years of life
    I cannot conceive
    Of a life without you

    Even though we are separated
    Thousands of miles between us
    There is not a moment
    That goes by
    When I don’t think
    Of something that makes me smile

    People here
    Ask me

    How come
    You can be always
    So cheerful and upbeat

    Every day
    You burst through

    The office
    Like a ray
    Of sunshine

    Boosting through the clouds
    Radiating joy to all around

    And I had no answer
    Until it dawned on me

    My love for you
    My dear
    Transforms me

    And everytime I think of you
    The power of your love

    Overwhelms me
    And I am filled
    With an inexplicable happiness

    Joy and passion
    Please hurry back to me
    My dear

    Let me your lover boy
    Let us be wild and crazy lovers
    Again, and again

    Even though I am now
    Older, and more decrepit
    And much fatter

    And slower, with less hair
    The physical body is decaying
    Starting to show

    The effect of age
    But underneath it all
    There still beats

    The passionate heart
    That first met you
    So, my love

    My love I met in a dream
    Those many years ago
    Will you be mine again
    Will you let the wine of our love
    Become hot and wild again?

    Or are we doomed to slowly
    Let the love we felt
    Fade away
    Into a shadow of itself?

    A taste remains of what once was
    And we no longer have
    That passion for each other

    Like so many other
    Couples
    Married, with the passion gone

    Too resigned to each other
    To want to break free
    But the thrill has gone

    Away for good
    Let’s us resolve
    To find that thrill again

    Refire that spark
    Of love
    Turn on the passion

    And ride it out
    The tiger of love
    Is running in my heart

    And we must tame it
    And channel it
    And make sure it
    Is running after you

    That is what
    One learns
    After 18 years of love

    Love Jones

    I got the Love Jones, baby
    And it won’t leave me alone
    I got the Love Jones, baby

    And it won’t leave me alone
    I’ve been writing these love poems
    All day long

    And I have been dreaming
    Of all the ways I could make love
    To my secret lover

    If only she will let me be
    If only she will open her heart

    And let me in
    Perhaps the love Jones
    Might leave me along

    But I got the love Jones
    Bad baby
    Can’t you tell?

    That the love Jones
    Has grabbed my Soul
    Twisted it up into little pieces
    And I need you

    To unravel the Love Jones
    I need you to answer the call
    Of the Love Jones Baby

    I need you
    To let me be free
    Of the spell
    Of the Love Jones

    I got the Love Jones
    Baby
    I got it bad

    And only you can
    Put a stop to the love Jones
    Baby
    Let me enter your life

    Put out the fire of desire
    Send the Love Jones packing
    And let me make sweat love to you

    Oh, Love Jones
    Go away
    Let me be in peace

    Love Jones
    Leave me be

    Baby
    I got the love Jones
    For you
    Can’t you see?
    What you do to me?

    I got the Love Jones
    Baby and it ain’t going away

    Until I get to make love to you
    Then perhaps this Love Jones
    Will leave me be

    Love Jones

    Angela Lee was her Name Acrostic Poem

    Angela Lee
    Name of an angel

    Gone from Heaven
    entered the earth
    Looking for me
    Angela
    Lee
    Even now
    Everywhere I go
    Was she heaven sent?
    Always appearing in my dreams
    She was there one day
    Here she stood
    Ever in my mind
    Rarely gone away
    No matter what
    Always by my side
    Married her
    Ever since that date
    I met my fate

    I Like to Drink Hot Coffee in the Morning Italian

    I like to drink hot coffee in the morning
    Drinking hot coffee makes it a good morning
    As I drink my coffee no more mourning
    But in the afternoon I like to drink my iced tea
    Just like to sit there drinking being one with me

    That is all that I want or need just to be
    As the day turns into the night I drink wine
    Looking at my lovely wife she is just mine

    Filling me with love, my heart begins to shine
    Drinking My Hot Coffee in The Morning Italian Forms

    Drinking coffee in the morning
    Makes my day a goodmorning
    Drinking tea in the afternoon
    Just with her by my side
    Recalling that date I met my fate
    39 years ago, today

    Drinking My Hot Coffee in The Morning Light Italian Forms
    I like to drink hot coffee in the morning
    Drinking hot coffee makes it a good morning
    As I drink my coffee no more mourning

    But in the afternoon I like to drink my iced tea
    Just like to sit there drinking being one with me
    That is all that I want or need just to be

    As the day turns into the night I drink wine
    Looking at my lovely wife she is just mine
    Filling me with love, my heart begins to shine
    Nighttime blues Poetic Bloomings

     

    At night
    As the sun sets
    In the west
    Over my veranda
    I sit contemplating the sunset
    Drinking a glass of red wine
    With the love of my life
    By my side
    Saying to my wife
    Ah, this is life.

    Soul Mate Pensively  post on Pensively/Tale weaver

    I met my Soul Mate
    On that date
    I met my fate
    Later she became my classmate

    Just the operation of cosmic fate
    For eight years
    She haunted my life
    Then one day

    She walked off a bus
    Six weeks later
    She became my wife

    That was 39 years ago
    When we met in reality
    47 since the dream
    That started my life

    Love

    true Love
    my Soul Mate
    I dreamt about her
    every day for eight years
    then she came to be my wife

    “Women are meant to be Loved”

    Soul Mate Soul Mate
    I met my Soul Mate
    On that date
    I met my fate

    Later she became my classmate
    Just the operation of cosmic fate
    For eight years
    She haunted my life
    Then one day
    She walked off a bus
    Six weeks later
    She became my wife
    That was 39 years ago
    When we met in reality
    47 since the dream
    That started my life

    Morning Greets Me Soul Mate

    Morning greets me
    As I drink my coffee
    And enjoy herbal flower tea
    I am filled with gratitude
    In the evening drink my wine
    With the love of my life
    By my side

    Eternal Puzzle

    The eternal puzzle
    Of my life
    The central mystery
    Of my fairy tale life
    Has always been
    How I met
    And married
    the lady of my dreams
    How I dreamt of her
    For eight years
    Until that date
    When I met my fate
    She walked into my life
    Became my wife
    39 years later
    We are still together
    As we are soul mates
    Fated to be together
    Until the end of days

    Red Wine Not Tea

    Red Wine Not Tea
    Red wine with the wife
    does it for me
    red wine Not Tea
    Just want to be
    With my hot wife

    Red Wine Not Tea
    Red Wine with Wife

    Decisive decision  Changed my Life

    One day
    I had a decision to make
    I had just met the girl

    Of my dreams
    On a bus

    She walked into my life
    I had to decide whether
    To postpone going back
    To graduate school

    For one year
    To see how things
    Would play out
    With the women

    I knew would be my wife
    It was the best decision
    I ever made in my life

    15 Versions of Angela

    Lee Chongoak
    Born in Korea
    May 28, 1959

    Dream girl

    Came to me

    46 years ago

     

    1. 39 years ago

    Walked off that bus
    Into my life

    Just like that
    My life began
    That date

    I met my dream girl
    She became my wife
    entered into my life

    She quickly took charge
    Ordering my life
    Taking over

    Looking at her
    Love at first sight
    She took over my soul

    ntense black eyes
    Flashing with wit
    Overwhelming my defenses

    She spoke
    With the voice
    Of an angel

    She changed her name
    To Angela Lee
    That is who she became

    She joined the US army
    Rose to the rank of major
    Retired for good measure

    She made me
    Into the man
    I was fated to become

    for 39 years
    She has been there
    Through thick and thin

    I still look at her
    Filled with wild passion
    And lustful desire

    I want to be with her
    Loving her
    Until my dying breath

    The End

  • City Limits Publishes Love Poems

    City Limits Publishes Love Poems

    City Limits Publishing has published an anthology of love stories and poems called Loving Words, which feature two of my stories and poems, “Chains that Bind Me” and “Dream Girl” re-printed at the end of this entry. Order information follows. My work appears in volumes one and three but order all three volumes. The Cost is $16.00 and shipping is $4.00. I don’t believe that they have a kindle friendly version. You may take advantage of the 25% contributor’s discount below.

    Good afternoon!

    I’m delighted to inform you that our poetry anthologies are on sale now, and they’re beautiful! I’m including the covers below Please share on social media, author websites, and anywhere else you’d like, and include the links below!

    You can pre-order copies TODAY for 25% using the coupon code LOVINGWORDS . You can order individual copies or the bundle of all three books! For your friends and family, we’re happy to offer them a discount as well! They can use the discount code LOVINGWORDS15 for 15% off their order! You can share this on social media along with the book covers below! Check out the pages on our website to find where you’re featured!

    Please note: if you had multiple poems published, you might be in multiple anthologies.

    Please note: if you had multiple poems published, you might be in multiple anthologies. It lists the authors featured in each on the pages linked above.

    We’re thrilled to announce that all orders from our contributors will include a copy donated to your local library as part of our commitment to giving back to the community.

    Thank you all for making this such an enjoyable experience! We’re so excited about these books!

    Sincerely,

    Robert Martin | President, Chief Editorial Officer

    Phone: 615-270-2088

    “If there’s a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.” -Toni Morrison

    Through Loving Words: Volume 1 A New Love Blooms

    $14.99

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    In the first volume of Through Loving Words, the poems within describe the joy that can be found in the blossoming of new love.  Each poet describes falling in love in unique and descriptive ways — from meeting someone and slowly falling in love with them through the mundane minutiae of everyday life to the coveted “love at first sight” spark and the resulting explosion of passion and lust.  Pick any poem within the collection and experience anew the fervor of fresh love and lust and let your love bloom!

    The following authors contributed to this collection: Alethia Grishikian, Alexandra Graffeo, Alexia Leigh, Bree Leto, Darren Beaney, Donald James, Ellen R. Grace, Emily D. Xi, Farhan Ali Baloch, Gerald O. Ryan, Ginna Wilkerson, Jake Cosmos Aller, James Alexander, Jasmine Tiera Harrell, John Ling, Jonathan Miller, Kaitlin Richcreek, Kevin Grommersch, Kiara Ash, Liz Taylor, Nick Sweet, Oz Hardwick, Peggy M. Earnest, Robert Fife, Samhita K., Taryn Thuynsma, Terril George, Vinod Pachu

    Foreword by Peter Fenton

    ISBN: 978-1-954403-46-8

    Through Loving Words: Volume 3 A True Love Lasts

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    In the third volume of Through Loving Words, lifelong lovers describe the successes and failures they experience as they face the world together.  The poems describe the richness and depth that love brings to our lives.  Through the voices of the poets, we learn that love only lasts when you work with your partner and appreciate them through all the twists and turns that life throws your way.

    The following authors contributed to this collection of poems: Aziza Aremo, Beatrice de Filippis, Bree Leto, Caitlynn Lowery, Chloe Tonge, Darnini Deer , Lindsey Leggett, Emily Powers, Farhan Ali Baloch, Ginna Wilkerson, Guinevere Schaal, Heidi Guldbaek, Jackson Cass, Jake Cosmos Aller, James Alexander, John Ling, Kate Murray, Kevin Grommersch, Lisa Molina, Liz DeGregorio, Marie McMullin, Melanie Boyd, Nick Sweet, Nina Sparling, Nisa Moazzam Gulzar, Robert Fife, Robert Martin, Stephanie Cotta, Susy Kamber, Tania Przywara, Tori Grant Welhouse

    Foreword by Peter Fenton

    ISBN: 978-1-954403-50-5

    Dream Girl – A True Love Story

    The dreams started when Sam was a senior at Berkeley high school in 1974, around Maria’s birthday in late May, perhaps.   About a month before Sam graduated, he fell asleep in a physics class after lunch and had the first dream:

    About a month before Sam graduated, he fell asleep in a physics class after lunch and had the first dream:

    A beautiful Asian woman was standing next to him talking in a strange language.  She was stunning – the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.  She was in her early twenties, with long black hair, and piercing black eyes. She had the look of royalty.  She looked at me and then disappeared, beamed out of his dreamlike in “Star Trek.”  He fell out of my chair screaming, “Who are you?”  She did not answer.

    Later that day Sam told his best friend, Robert Sicular who was in the class with him about the dream.  He also told them that he knew that he would meet her someday and that was the woman he was destined to marry.

    Robert said,

    “Man, that is crazy shit, dude. You had best quit smoking weed before class man. You be high. have any of that shit?

    Nah smoked it all up. But dude the dream is real.

    sure.

    Sam told Robert’s parents, Bob, and Ruth about the dream. Bob and Ruth were close to Sam. Sam hung out at their house a lot to escape his parents as he had grown up in a very dysfunctional family.

    Bob said,

    “Well, that is the craziest love story I have ever heard so it must be true.”

    Ruth said

    “Follow your dreams. You will have to meet her someday, but you may have to go to Asia to find her. Where do you think she is?”

    “Maybe Japan, maybe Korea, maybe Mongolia, Thailand, Vietnam? The Philippines? But not China because whatever she is speaking is not Chinese.”

    Sam tells them that he had the dream again.

    One day Sam was late for his summer job working in the parks department. He had the dream again about 6 am and it woke him up.  The same thing occurs.  She is standing there talking to him and she has love in her eyes for him.  She reaches out to touch him and then disappears.  He felt electricity flowing from her as she touched him. Sam got up and accidentally breaks the mirror in the bathroom.  Sam tells his mother who said that he will have seven years of bad luck as a result of breaking a mirror and later Sam thought that he had endured seven years of failed relationships and missed romantic opportunities because fate was conspiring to prevent him from getting seriously involved with anyone else because the universe was saving him for his one true soul mate.

    A few days later, Sam is hanging out with his friends Matt and Mark playing pool at his house downstairs in the basement. Sam tells them he had the dream again.

    Matt says,

    “Dude! that is just too creepy to believe. You should not be telling people that shit, they might think that you are some sort of nutter.  I mean we know you are nuts but in a good way and we love ya for its bro, but others, well they might think you are certifiable.”

    Mark looked at Sam and said,

    “Yeah dude, that is crazy shit, I mean shit like that ain’t real you know what I mean?”

    “Matt, Mark, I swear to god it is too. I had the dream again. And I know I am going to meet her and marry her someday.”

    “Right on dude. Party on! We believe you.”

    About a month went by and then Sam started having the “dream”, as he called it, repeatedly.  Always the same pattern – early morning, she would stand next to me talking, I would ask who she was, and she would disappear.  She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and she struck him speechless every time he had the dream.

    Going to Korea to find his Dream girl

    One day in late May, about a week before Sam graduated from college, he had been accepted into the Peace Corps.  He had a deadline to respond to whether he would accept the proposed assignment. He had a choice going to Korea as a TB control worker in August or to Thailand as an ESL teacher in a rural school in October.  He was leaning towards Korea.  He had taken Japanese and Chinese history classes in college and he was fascinated with the region and was curious about Korea.   And besides, he was ready to get going.

    On May 18, 1979, at 5:30 Sam had a slightly different dream.  In the dream, she told him when he asked where she was, “Seoul, Korea.” And smiled at him. And disappeared as she usually did”.

    Searching for the Dream Girl in Korea

    In August 1979, Sam arrived in Korea. He looks around and sees thousands of women who look like the girl in the dream, but none of them are her.  He knew he was going to meet her. He started having that dream monthly.  Usually near the end of the month and almost always first thing in the morning.  The dream was always the same.  She would repeat the word Aka which Sam later learned was the Korean word for baby and became her pet name once they met.  The rest of the conversation he could not understand at all.

    One winter while Sam was in the Peace Corps, he went to Taiwan on a personal visit. He met a famous fortuneteller who made three predictions – He would marry an Asian woman; he would marry when he was 27 and he would become a diplomat.  All three predictions turned out to be true.

    After the Peace Corps, Sam took a job in Korea and decided that he would give it one more year. If he did not meet her by then he would return to Seattle to go to Graduate school at the University of Washington in Korean studies.  Sam moved about the entire country. Sam was lonely, dissatisfied, and. felt that he was wasting his time. He kept having the dream though.

    On Wednesday, August 26, 1982, Sam got on a military bus at Camp Casey near where he lived in Tongduchon in a rented room. He was living basically those days out of a suitcase in a rented room as his employer kept sending him all over the country. He must have moved at least ten times that year.

    That morning he had the last dream. And somehow felt that he was about to meet the girl in the dream. In the dream, she came to him again, but this time, Sam understood her Korean.  She said, “Don’t worry, we will be together soon and once we are together, we will be together forever. I have been waiting for our last life together. And now I have found you.”

    That night, Sam got off the bus in front of Camp Red Cloud where he was teaching.  Sam got off the bus and the girl in the dream walked off the bus, out of his dreams and into his life.  It was the moment he had been waiting for all his life.

    The class went by in a blur.  Sam was still stunned that he had met her.  He came up with a lame excuse that he wanted a language partner, and she could help him with his Korean, and he could help her with her English

    She spoke English well as she was an English Education major at Sungsil Woman’s University and was a senior.  She was 23 years old and he was 27 years old.  He was born in the year of the goat and she was born in the year of the pig. According to fortune-tellers they had a perfect astrological chart and were soul mates.

    That night Sam called his friend Robert, who had been in the room when Sam had first dreamt of meeting Maria, and told him that he had met the girl in the dream.

    “Robert,

    “I have big news; I met the girl in the dream. The girl I have been dreaming about for these last eight years. She is real. I met her on a bus. She is stunning. She is a College senior, and we are meeting tomorrow. “

    “Dude. That is unreal. But whatever you do not tell her about the dream, at least not right away. That might freak her out. It would freak anyone out. Shit like that does not happen you know man. Are you all alright? Been taking drugs? Drinking too much?”

    “Dude. It is all good. It is real. And I am going to marry her!

    “whatever dude. I believe you because you believe in the dream, I sure hope it is real.”

    “It is real, dude.”

    The next night she was waiting for him at the army base where he was to teach a class.  She told him that she had to see him as she had something to tell him Sam signed her on to the base and left her at the library to study.  She was a college senior she told him. They went out for coffee after class at a classical music cafe.  She told him she was madly in love with him and that he was the man for her.  He told her not to worry as he felt the same.

    Whirlwind Romance

    On Friday, Saturday, and Sunday they met each day and went for a long walk in the mountains near the base and had breakfast, lunch, and dinner together.  She made him kimbap (Korean sushi rolls) every day.

    They talked further about her life and his life so far.  Her English was far better than his Korean, so they mostly talked in English.    She was a senior at Sungmyeong Woman’s University majoring in English Education.  But she wanted to work for a corporation rather than become a high school English teacher.   She was also going to start a graduate degree at Seoul working on an MBA degree in a new program that was taught in English.

    He told her that he had been accepted to go to the University of Washington for a MA degree in Korean studies but would start that in about a year.  He would be teaching for CTC for a few months but wanted to find another teaching job somewhere in Korea as he was tired of teaching on base and the pay was not particularly good. Sam told her that perhaps she could come to Seattle with him and study there.  She looked at him and said that she would love that.

    Maria looked at Sam and said

    “Sam, it is obvious we belong together. You are mine and I am yours.”

    “Maria,

    “I agree. Let us get married, October 29th is my legal birthday. We can do the paperwork then and have a wedding later. What do you think?”

    “Sure. That will work. You have to meet my parents though soon.”

    “Okay”

    In any event, they agreed that they would do the formal paperwork through the embassy on Friday, October 29th, 1982 which was Sam’s birthday.

    They married two months later after a Buddhist priest told her Mother that our astrological match was a perfect fit.  Her mother did not want her to marry a foreigner.  One day about a month after they had met, she invited him to meet her parents, but she did not tell them Sam was a foreigner.  Sam brought a bottle of Jack Daniels for his Father-in-Law and Uncle in law and drank the entire bottle with them. He approved of him, but Sam’s Mother-in-Law still had reservations. After the Buddhist Priests told her it was a perfect astrological combination, she agreed, and they planned on getting married.  as she put it, “who am I to go against the will of heaven?”

    And so, they got married.

    The End

    Chains That Bind Us

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    I realize that my love for you
    Is like a chain of steel
    Unbreakable, Tough as nails

    Yet as your love entangles me
    I realize that I embrace my imprisonment
    Don’t want to venture out of my cell

    Made of our years together
    bit by bit
    We have become entangled

    Where I end,
    and you begin
    Hopelessly entangled

    Even if I wanted
    to break free
    I could not

    For I am you
    and you are me
    My fate is in your hands

    So, I relax
    Decide to Just enjoy
    The ride of my life

    As we move
    Towards the final moments
    Together as we have always been

    Inseparable
    merged into one being
    Staring at each other

    Wondering
    who is that creature
    Of eternal mystery

    That has so captured my soul
    And imprisoned
    it in her love

    I smile thinking
    of your love
    The endless pleasure

    it has brought me
    The endless pain
    I have endured

    Just to be next to you,
    Part of you
    Until the day

    I die
    When we meet
    in the next world

    The End