I've slept with an angel.

There once was a lady

we were friends from the start,

we joined our two lips

and she invaded my heart.

Such a grand moment

I just can't forget,

I bless the day

the two of us met.

She's more than a friend

sometimes more like a sister,

but something else looms

with longings as I miss her.

Some years later

I took a destined trip,

and a dream came true

as we joined at the hip.

I can still hear the sound

of her enchanted giggle,

and the cute little way

her body would wiggle.

It's a memory in my mind

that will never fade,

when I'm at my lowest

her vision will invade.

But with all these things

we shared in our past,

it's the touching of our souls

that I will treasure to last.

From here and now to

lives shared in the past,

I know that our love

for each other will last.

There's been highs and lows

in my life but all is well,

because I know that

I've slept with an angel.

Gary Cramer

October 24, 2011

From Deep In The Night

From deep in the night

I did rapidly awaken,

an old familiar voice

that left me shaken.

From so long ago

giving sage advice,

too often I ignored

more than once or twice.

Never a doubt

it was on my side,

but why this reaction

with an urge to hide.

What is the message

with words unclear,

it’s barely audible

a whisper in my ear.

Why has this come

at a time like this,

maybe a lost path

missing a warm kiss.

When will it end

how did it start,

a message so true

“listen to your heart”.

Cannot stop moving

forward progress a must,

don’t doubt the future

you have to trust.

All of my life

I’ve spent in search,

all too often

I’m left in a lurch.

I wasn’t greedy

not looking for gold,

something more precious

a lady to hold.

Not always solo

not always alone,

but in between

my soul would moan.

During those times

when I’d reach out my hand,

together walking a beach

foot prints in the sand.

Places we shared

happily we went,

now life is empty

my soul feeling spent.

For far too long

I’ve given up hope,

no longer searching

on a slippery slope.

I must persevere

I must keep trying,

regardless of my age

feeling like I’m dying.

But there it is

again in my ear,

“listen to your heart”

there’s nothing to fear.

Gary R. Cramer

February 28, 2022

Gentle Touches

Gentle touches and soft light hair

oft wondering “if only you were there”,

my mind is lost with a will of it’s own

in mid-evil times I’d surely be stoned.

My thoughts of fantasy leave me

floating on the wind,

if I were Catholic I’d spend my life

saying “I have sinned”.

Gary R. Cramer

December 12, 1991