My Heart I Give

A New Book 

 

 Authored by Deborah Brooks Langford

 

 

 This is a collection of poems written by Deborah Brooks-Langford, mirroring her life, loves and love of God. She always liked to write, but, never thought she could do anything with it. However, after wanting to understand the things that had happened to her, when she was young, she started putting pen to paper and couldn’t stop. This book “My Heart I Give” is Deborah’s first book of Poetry. She is working on her new Novel “Brooke” with a sequel to follow.

“I am a Christian. I owe everything to My Lord Jesus. He saved my life. I belong to the Republican Women and work hard to put Christians in office.

 

 ©Copyright 2012 by POET DEBORAH BROOKS-LANGFORD

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YOU SET MY HEART TO MUSIC

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My Love, My love I say               My heart I do declare

Is set to hear your beautiful words of music
As I rake my fingers through your hair.

To kiss your notes upon my ears
That digs into my soul
Your heart to me is like music so fine.

I lay my head upon your heart
As you set my heart to the rhyme;

My future man is standing now
To hold me oh so dearly

An arrow of Geese is catching the moon
And flying into my heart,

As I empty of truth from your eyes;
But I am a woman of knowledge of you

And your sweet music for my life
Turns my breath to breathe seemly so is,

And Everywhere I turn there are your songs,
And the love of my heart;

As I count my many blessings and
To feel the love of your kiss

All weary from crying, this is too much I say
As Your words of song tears my heart
As you set my heart to music;

The time has come to take my hand and put them on your lips,
To pull me oh so to your heart
Just to hear the words of the music to my ears;

As I looked back to the night
To the love for long,

This is a gift from you to me
The music of the heart
As you set my heart to music;

So kiss my lips and then my hands
And press upon my heart

The need I have for you my love
As you set my heart to music;

BY POET: DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

© 2011 Deborah Brooks-Langford

CARLOS AND ANA..

A beautiful winter moon shown over their lives
As Carlos and Ana standing in the middle of their dream;

Like two hearts together
Loving and sharing

Carlos didn’t think he ever knew
A woman quite like Ana;

With a smile like diamonds
And hair WITH glimmering black colors

With unique slanted eyes of a cat, so bold and bright
That can seduce him.

To the pretty tree in the window sill;
He glanced to his left where she stood so full of light
His Ana so beautiful on this starry night;

Her kiss like angels dipping down on his face and
Kisses liked the stars of the night. Face that is as lovely as all time;
As lights winked and danced around.

He smelled her so lovely like lavender and lace, the touch from her embrace
Made him melt into her beyond; Frost crunched under Carlos boots
As he pulled sweet Ana to him; her presence he couldn’t deny.

With the faint sense of relief, That Ana was his forever.
He saw a flash of her loveliness through the window
The need he had for her so real,
As he reached for her daring hand
To his lips they will go,

As her kisses were hot with fire
The blaze going to his heart

The couple fell madly in love
And was married on November 12, 2011;

As two hearts together
Giving and caring

And in laughter and tears:
That is CARLOS AND ANA

BY: DEBORAH BROOKS-LANGFORD

© 2011 Deborah Brooks-Langford

Jason and Laura

They used to have a special dream

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Cradled deep within their hearts

That someday they would meet
That someone wonderful;

You see it was hidden in their minds
And then right around the corner
They met their love.

He looked and thought ‘what a beauty’
She looked and cried ‘how wonderfully made he is’

Their love made them understand
That their life would be complete
With each other that day;

They had someone that would spend bright days
And lonely times together

With their laughter that brought joy every day;
Their love so special;

The dream they used to dream is now a reality;

A dream that has come true with each other;

Diffused sunlight trickled through her hair,

From the moment they met and the moment they kissed
It was love that first night.

Oh true love is
JASON AND LAURA

BY: POET DEBORAH BROOKS – LANGFORD

© 2011 Deborah Brooks-Langford

IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO

by Poet/Author Deborah Brooks-Langford

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As you came to me in a peninsula of a forest;

In the mid of the night;

With a look and kiss as you were flashing in my life

I knew that you were the one though it hurt a

 Good bit of the time

That was for me so long ago.

Oh Lover boy, I knew so well,

are you waiting at my door?

Whispering where are you my love?

My heart beating so that the whole world could hear,

Anticipating and longing for your touch;

Your hand comes through the door reaching for me,

As I open the door wanting and longing for your kiss.

Your arms encircle me and pull me to you

And our lips meet

In such an explosion of feeling and emotions

That we did not know we had.

The river of love and lust together so sweet and full filling,

 That when we fall so deep into each other

That it is with such a force that we delve so deep within

Onto the bed and we lay and look and touch and kiss

Not quite getting enough of each other.

That’s how I remember you so full of love.

 I do love you and I am so longing for our time.

From so long ago; How long was I supposed to wait I say?

It was the slow night with anticipation

You were like fire color fire of the night and lightening I knew.

Wheels turned behind your blue eyes

The two of us fit well together in the mare of life

As you grabbed me by my waist and pressed my face to your back.

The smell of you made me swell

Midmorning rolled around and there you were saying 

‘Imagine love’ you said ‘where there were no boundaries’

‘To love the night away;’

Then the day I went away was like a fire in my soul

Oh my love, forgive me I say. Let me know I pray

That it was a long time ago. That we may be free;

We beat down the gravel road in dust. To find our perfect spot

The woods spell our words of time

The true spot you know the place so well

The feeling of joy comes so fast

It is a far deeper of feelings to be

The despair may flood higher

As a comet comes blazing across my heart

I sit still blinded.

As it was a long time ago.

©Copyright 2011 Deborah Brooks-Langford

JESSICA

by Deborah Brooks-Langford

Jessica. Meaning GOD EXISTS.

So fresh and vibrant

Full of love

She is new every morning

She is a painting of the colors of tomorrow

So bright and new

With splashes of God’s paint on her life

With lovely pieces of kisses she knows so well

A flower has bloomed from her name

How blessed we are to have this child

As we come to a brighter day

With Jessica

Who is waiting with a bottle of love?

Jessica so simple a flower of God’s plan

This useful lesson we may borrow

From a heart of young buds will grow

As rays of sun form her focus

From so simple a flower

She has a God who hears her

She’ll trust the Lord to teach

Here is a happy and beautiful

Little Jessica.

by Poet: Deborah Brooks-Langford

©Copyright 2011 Deborah Brooks-Langford

FRANCHESCA

by Deborah Brooks-Langford

My darling granddaughter, that I call Franny

Her rainbow bridge makes the sweetness of her

And knows all love abound

She lets us know the rainbows cannot be broken

She stole our hearts in this happy place

My sweet Franchesca That I adore

Rainbows colors are her passion

Lavender, blue, yellow are a few

Of the colors that may describe her inner beauty

Little bright face bobbing in the wind;

What could be more perfect I say to you?

As she glances out the window

As the light pumpkin shines on her face

And then it’s thanksgiving where she gives thanks

The bright lights come and they go

As she looks to learn of the baby

That we call JESUS that is so new.

Those big brown eyes so adorable

They hold you in her hand

When I look at something pink my heart is all a glow.

And thanking my LORD for

GOD knew what HE was doing

When HE gave us a gift

He gave us our little special

FRANCHESCA

©Copyright 2011 Deborah Brooks-Langford