By you

Looking at my dream
More beautiful than
I could have imagined
I am rich in love
All because of you
Excited with anticipation
The longing has been filled
My chocolate love
Tattooed in my heart
Painted in my mind
Stained in my soul
I am loved
By you

Deborah R Shaw.
The Silent Stalker

Can you See It?

In the ugliest
Of him
I saw
His Softness
His warmth
His compassion
His tears
His tender soul
Pouring out
As he
Crabs his
Grandson
From the nightmare
Screaming and kicking
He holds him
Comforting the small
Fragile boy
I saw his humanness
Can you see it?
Even thugs
Have a heart.
Can you see it?
Embarrassed
For his moment of
Defenseless and powerless
Emotions
He take the boy
In the room
And closes the door
Only mumbles
Of you'll be okay
Echo through the
Door.
Can you hear it?
The love of a
Human soul
Touching
Another soul
We're all connected
Can you see it?

New Words

These are new words
But we know them
They are new because
Of this
 Today
I love you today
I dedicate  myself
To you
Today
My words seem
Repetitive
You've heard them
Before
Yesterday
And a year
Ago
 But
Today I say
I love you
I can see clear
My mind is fresh
With new
Thoughts
Feelings
Emotions
And
Love
For only you
These are my
New words
For you
Today
I love you

Deborah R. Shaw

Bonding Time

I love my dad.
Or is it I'm in love with my hero dad. He has always seem to know the right things to say and do. Deciding to spend my vacation with him and his wife was one of my better decisions in a long time. It's been a long time since I have seen him and spent this much time with him since I was an early teen. I always tell my parents if I had come back to another life I would chose them both again. My dad is a man among men. I'm not just saying that because he is my dad but his action over the last 52 years of my life has proven that to me.  I know I'm not the best daughter but I will try from this point to be a better daughter. I can't really put my feelings into words about how special he and his wife have made me feel since I have arrived here to their home in Texas. But the one thing I can truely see in my father's eyes when he looks at me is LOVE.  And for me that's all I need.
He is my friend, my Dad and my Hero.
It's couldn't get any better than that.
Thought I might write this note just to share I am grateful for them even when I take him for granted.
I love you Dad.
Deborah

Taste of Heaven

I can see heaven through the clouds.

Mother's Day

Happy mother's Day to the beautiful mothers who have chosen to hang it there with their children regardless of their circumstances. Regardless of their financial situation. Regardless of whether the father staying or abandoning you.
You have been there though thin and thin. No matter what the child has done you are there.
I say thank you.
I'm talking about my mother. I can't never say thank you enough for being my all.
And I love you for that.
I love you forever.

Deborah.

Faded Giggles

That giggle of yours is 

what I miss most

Not seeing you 

Sometimes grieves me

The pain of being without you.

My memory 

Eludes my feelings 

Abandoning this heart of mine

Leaving my soul empty

Yet I can't stop breathing you

Caught in a trap

Caged when I'm free

Let me go

I'm hurting

You're missing

It's 4:47 am 

And I'm thinking of you

I love you

That silly giggle is what

I miss most

When you're 

Not here 

With me.

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker

Stolen Childhood

Stolen Childhood 

Who stole my childhood?
Where is my mom?
Who stole my childhood?
My daddy is gone
Who stole my childhood?
The baby is crying
Who stole my childhood?
Mommy has aids she’s dying
Who stole my childhood?
How will I eat?
Who stole my childhood?
No shoes on my feet
Who stole my childhood?
Stop hitting me it hurts
Who stole my childhood?
Your hand up my skirt
Who stole my childhood?
Acting all grown
Who stole my childhood?
Out here on my own
Who stole my childhood?
Losing my mind
Who stole my childhood?
God give me a sign
Who stole my childhood?
Having another baby
Who stole my childhood?
Somebody save me
Who stole my childhood?
You could have aborted me
Who stole my childhood?
Instead you sold me

Who stole my childhood?
Don’t you miss me?

Who stole my childhood?
Bruised and battered

Who stole my childhood?

I really don't matter

Who stole my childhood?
Powered by your own rage

Who stole my childhood?
You live in a haze

Who stole your childhood?
Of what should been

Who stole your childhood?
When it all begins
Who stole your childhood?
Will it ever end?
Who?

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

(c) 2014

Different Worlds

We come from two
Different worlds
Yet
We're here
I love you
You loving me
Making a different
Holding together
Making flowers
Out of
Weeds
Building mountains
From dirt
We are dirfferent
Yet
The same
In love
In trust
In spirit
We come
From two
Different worlds
Our love brings
Magic and wholeness
To once was emptiness
I'm your prize
You're my sunshine
Transcending
Into
One
Lifetime of
Heaven
We come from two
Different worlds
Yet
We became
One

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Love Note 10:56 am

Hey baby,
I know I just spoke with you but it seems I miss you already. Sitting here looking at your picture thinking how much I love you. Lately our days have been long and difficult but I still love you through it all. I'm on your team for life.
Just you and I
All these days.
I love you
Deborah

First Blog video

Love Is

I have a mental disease

And it's call LOVE

Not sure where it came from

Or how I got it

But I know it's here 

I embrace it.

I'm infected 

I accept it

I'm going to spread it

I'm going in live with it

I'm going to wear it daily

For the rest of my life

When I forget I have it

I have  too go know 

Further than the 

Mirror

I am the disease

I am love

Love is me

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker

My Love is Cloudy

Shades of gray
Color my vision
I've created about
The feelings
Known as love
Not being enough
Appears be the only
Memory
Heart begging for
Wholeness
Dismissed by
Unspoken conversations
Without invite
To defend
All doubts
My pain
Covered
By sweet talks
And
I care
Trying to shake
These emotions
Of
Nothingness
That seems to
Ease between the
Cracks
Weaving and strangling
Me
Confused and unsure
Knowing not what to do
My love is cloudy
Even when
I love you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Life Is To Short

You don't need
Permission
Or
Approval
To live your life
Let yourself
Be free in you
Grow wings
And
Fly high above
The clouds
Don't forget to
Smile and wave
When you see
Me
I shall meet
You near
The stars


Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

It's Three O'clock

It's three o'clock in the morning
And I am frighten
I am alone with my insecurities
Lingering around my head
You say you love me
But I'm alone
Wherever you go
I promise I will follow you
It's three o'clock in the morning
Where are you?
My mind is racing
With doubt and it's pacing
What is wrong with me?
Say something
I love you for the
Both of us
It's three o'clock in the moring
She amazing
I'm feeling crazy
I'm so gone
Loving you
Can you feel
My heart

Beating
It's three o'clock in the morning
And I'm thinking of you
I'm afraid
You've say it before
You love me too.
But I'm alone
It's three o'clock
And I can't see
I'm blind to my
Own pain
It's three o'clock in the morning
I'm still loving you
But I'm scare.

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Good Morning

It's a beautiful day. I see your pretty face as you stand at the kitchen window.
My vision of you burns into my memory like tulips in springtime.
My heart says yes to you
My mind searches for ways to make sure you have any and all that you need emotionally.
I am limited to the fact I am human.
Yet I desire to give you all you should want and need.
This craving for you grows
I'm stuck in my addiction with you
Come save me
It's a beautiful day
To be
In love
Good morning

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
(c) 2014