My Poem “The Reason”

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I want to dance with you again…
I want to hold you close…
I want to touch the face
that I see every moment in my dreams
and kiss the lips that feel as amazing
as raindrops falling upon sunburnt skin…
I want to look into your eyes
and marvel at how they sparkle like stars…
I want to love you with all my heart…
I want to make you happy…
I want you to never have to worry…
I want to walk with you in the sunshine…
I want to stand atop a mountain
and shout up to the heavens that
I am the luckiest man in the entire world
because you are mine…
I never want to lose you…
I would do anything for you…
I would give anything to always be with you…
I wish I could walk on water or fly through the air,
because if I could then I would journey
however many miles I have to travel
so that I can be there with you again
and never have to leave…
I love you with all my heart and all my soul,
my beautiful Angel – and to me you will always be
the reason I live and breathe.

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My Poem “The Greatest Man In The World”

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You are the greatest man I have ever known…
You have been one of the two most influential
and powerful forces in my life
since the day I was born…
You are the star I have been orbiting around
since I was young…
You have given me more than I could ever have wished for,
and you always have been and you always will be
the one who I look up to for strength and wisdom
from dawn ’til dusk, and from dusk ’til dawn.

I have learned so much from you…
to me and to everybody who knows you
you will always be unforgettable…
I have been to so many places
and I have seen so many magical
and incredible things in my life,
and thanks to you all those beautiful memories
live on and can be replayed any time of the day or night
in the form of videos and photographs
that you took when we were kids…
my childhood was a happy and wonderful time
because of you and Mum,
and I cannot thank you both enough,
and I cannot put into words
how lucky I feel to be your son.

Some things do last forever…
some people make you the person who you will be
for the rest of your life from the moment
that you look into their eyes and they look into yours…
I could never ask for a better Dad,
nor a more perfect father,
and when I look at your face,
and I think back on all the memories that we made together,
I know with all that I am
that I am the luckiest son in the world
to have as their Dad the greatest man
the world has ever known.

My Poem “Outside”

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It is so great to be able to wake up,
to be able to get out of bed,
to be able to open the curtains
and let the morning light touch your face
and instantly awaken something new within you…
it is so amazing to have a home, to have a family,
and to have someone who loves you
more than words could ever say
and who to you is beautiful and perfect in every way…
it is so phenomenal to know that you have the freedom
to fulfill your wishes and make your dreams come true…
it is so incredible to be able to wake up every day
surrounded by gifts from near and far away
that mean something to you because they were given to you
by angels who never stop filling your heart and your soul
with miracles of hope that are the sunrises
and the sunsets for you of every day…
there are times in our lives
when we can feel enchained to something
that we wish we could break free of,
there are times in our lives
when we wish we could just live a simple life without worries,
there are times in our lives when things can get so bad
that we put our hands together and we pray to god –
and every day we are all given choices
and opportunities to redeem ourselves,
and precious moments to touch the essence of life
and use the power within our grasp
to change our perspectives on the inside
and the way that we see the world outside.

‘Playing God’ out now on Amazon

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Seven stories… Seven perspectives… Seven experiences… One Man in Black, one Man in White… Seven morality tales of one immortal… Rebel, Hero, Friend, Fan, Father, Son. Playing God takes you on a journey that connects a hero of myth with a modern day hero of music.

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My Poem “American Princess”

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Everybody has dreams when they are young
about who they want to be
and what they want to be when they are older…
everybody hopes and wishes to be happy in the future…
everybody has this perfect image in their mind
of who their perfect person is to them –
and to me the woman who I love is perfect
in every way and incomparable to anybody else,
because to me she is a princess,
and in my eyes she always will be
God’s gift to me and to the entire world.

Across a vast ocean, our eyes met for the first time…
over the vast distance between our two countries,
we first heard each others’ voice
and we first told one another that we loved each other…
I will never forget the moment
I first saw my American princess…
I will never forget how amazing, how magical,
and how incredible it felt when we touched each other
for the first time and we shared our first kiss…
I knew from the moment that I met my true soulmate
that I could never love another
and that we were meant to always be together.

Every day, people from all around the world,
who were born in different countries,
meet, become friends, and fall in love…
every day, people who come from different cultures
and who speak with different accents
find each other and instantly know
that they have found someone who lights up their life
like nobody else can, who they never want to live without…
every day, two people who are meant to be
have their unbreakable bond blessed…
every day, people find the one who for them
is like an angel from above…
every day, people feel things that they have never felt…
every day, people discover the meaning of their lives –
just as I did and just as I do over and over again
every day when I look into the eyes
of my gorgeous and beautiful American princess.

My Poem ‘I’m not going anywhere’

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You can say what you want,
you can say what you’re not –
but I will always love you no matter what…
you can think what you want,
you can believe what you want –
but I am not going anywhere,
because you are my everything
and the only one that I want…
I know you look in the mirror sometimes
and you don’t like who and what you see –
but I am telling you right here and right now
that you are beautiful in every way
and you are always going to be, baby…
I love you like nobody has ever loved anything or anyone…
you are my life and I love you with all my heart…
to me you are perfect and nobody could ever compare to you…
I want you to know that I will never look
at another woman like I look at you,
because I am more in love with you
than words could ever say and more than anybody could ever know…
when you have doubts, when you worry about things,
please think of me and believe what I say,
and remember these words of mine…
what I love about you more than anything
is your big heart and your pure soul,
and every day I fall in love with you
over and over and over again,
because to me who you are is mesmerizing and amazing –
and no matter where I am or what I am doing
your perfect face shines in my mind,
your love for me makes me happier than I have ever felt in my life,
and your voice sings to me and makes me wish
that I was there with you or you were here with me…
I love you like crazy, baby!
Never forget that you are my world, you are a part of me,
I love you, and I am never going anywhere unless it’s to you.

My Poem “Always be a rebel”

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Inspiration is the lightning,
thunder is the art…
writers and creators are constantly playing god,
creating new worlds, creating new people,
and giving reason and meaning to people
looking for an answer at a time
when they are willing to do anything,
to leap into anything, to experience everything,
no matter the cost…
every artist should be a rebel…
every artist should not fear going
where they have never been before…
every artist should take any and every idea
that comes to them and run, shape,
and make something with that idea
that burns within them like a flame…
that first idea is but the start, the spark,
the initial flash of light in the dark,
and it takes the passion of the beating heart
of a true artist to not be afraid
to watch that idea grow and change,
find its own identity and its own voice…
knowing where to begin with anything is never easy –
but the most important thing to do
is to make a start of any kind
that is significant and sets up
what came before, what is to come,
and why you decided to create something in the first place…
rebels are artists, and artists should always be rebels.