Poems by Marcia A. Newton

When power meets surrender, a contract is made,
consent is granted to trust and obey.
A willingness to submit, to relinquish control,
to surrender the body, to yield heart and soul.

A contract is sealed with clear intent,
in this kingdom of power where no rules are bent.
A shared understanding that mastery reigns,
with dominance granted and submission contained.

When power meets surrender, dynamics extend.
With safeguards in place, the scene begins.
In this moment as their desire grows,
a thrill of control between them flows.

As limits are set with a safeword as oath,
a rope of trust connects them both.
A collar of devotion to follow commands,
a leash of trust held firm in sir's hands.

In giving control, freedom is surrendered,
a form of strength where needs are centered.
A promise of loyalty, a consent to uphold,
a devotion in submission as the contract unfolds.

I can't be certain, but I believe we have met before.
There's an eerie connection between us; of this I'm very sure.
You seem so familiar like our paths have crossed somehow.
I wonder maybe in a dream or a memory long past now.

I don't recall when or how, but know this has happened before
in another life, another place through a time dimension door.
Could this be a glimpse of a world split into two?
Maybe I am just experiencing a case of déjà vu.

I feel an uncertainty having somehow lived this moment;
remembering echoes of the past though I've never known it.
I'm not sure if this is real or if it's just a feeling.
I seem to sense this moment is from another reality.

I'm uncertain if this is chance or if it's destiny,
or an out of body experience, or the past catching up with me.
I have no clear recollection, but I feel an odd sensation
like a karmic energy is summoning me like an invitation.

Time stands still, yet the clock keeps ticking as the timeline shifts,
a fleeting sense of déjà vu and unaware of how to own it.
In this suspended space like a ghost trapped in a room,
I reach out but I can't touch what I can only presume.

Is what I'm experiencing a gut feeling or intuition;
a fragment of a memory or is it my imagination?
Did our souls once make a pact destined to start anew
or are these just echoes of dreams, memories or déjà vu?

Do you remember me like I remember you
and wonder how our lives might be if we had said “I do”?
If I could hear those three little words that made my life complete,
my heart would know what my ears had heard and probably skip a beat.

Ours was a love story to remember
from the cold dark winters to warm summer weather.
Because of you, memories still linger
of the promise ring you placed on my finger.

You needed to find your place in this world,
even if it meant with some other girl.
I knew I had to let you go
even though I loved you so.

Remember our last sad goodbye?
Our hearts were broken. Tears burned our eyes...
So the hardest thing I’ve ever done was to accept we had to part.
But I hope you will remember you’ll always have my heart.

And so we kissed and we embraced,
and then I memorized your face.
You walked away to catch your flight
but not before we held on tight.

We both moved on and found new lovers.
I married one. You live with another.
Life is not always what is meant to be,
but I will hope, and dream, and always believe.

Imagining you lying next to me
is only a dream, a fantasy.
And only God knows how I’d feel
if all of my dreams could turn out real.

You are always with me. 
You live inside my heart.
And there you will always be
and never would we part.

I will always love you
and I will always care.
You changed my life forever. 
You’re my one true love affair.

You always knew how to ignite the fire. 
You’ll always be my one desire.
It is always you I’m thinking of.
You'll always be my long-lost love.

We both live in the shadows of the past
where we only know hurt and love doesn't last.
We were made to feel that we weren't enough
We were brought to our knees and made to give up.

We both know how easy life falls apart
how easily our wounds broke our hearts.
We remember when we were made to feel small
when criticized for our insecurities and all of our flaws.

Painful pasts poisoned our loving hearts,
but how can we move forward to make a new start?
How can we make peace with all of the pain?
Will pain always haunt us and love be in vain?

Can we ever live in the here and now
and leave yesterday's mistakes in the past somehow?
Can we ever know love means us no harm?
Will we ever feel safe in each other's arms?

Why do our memories hurt us from long ago?
Are we reliving the past by not letting go?
Are we doomed to a life of pain and brokenness?
Can we make peace with the past and the emptiness?

Maybe we can make each other better
by being kind to one another whenever together,
by listening, by supporting and making the other feel whole,
by taking care of each other's heart and soul.

Maybe we can be each other's peace,
be tomorrow's hope where the past is released.
Maybe we can take a deep breath and make it last
when we realize we're free from the shadows of the past.

The stars shone bright one silent night when shepherds saw a brilliant light.
They heard the angels sing their song, "The Lord, the Savior has been born.
In swaddling clothes You'll find the babe within a manger filled with hay."
The angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day."

On hearing news that Christ was born, the shepherds traveled into town.
They found the babe who was foretold inside a stable to behold.
They knelt and prayed before the child and gazed in awe and then they smiled
when angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day."

Then Mary heard what they were told that night by angels in the cold.
They spoke of light and heaven's song. They spoke of searching for the One.
Then Mary pondered all these things. Her child was Lord, the King of Kings.
The angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day."

Then they returned to watch their fields. Their lives were changed, a message revealed.
Go spread the word of all you've seen, that Christ is born, the Savior King.
Go spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Go spread the love this Christmas Day.
The angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day".

Go spread the love this Christmas Day.

The pull of my heart is too strong to ignore.
You hold me by the heartstrings like no one before.
Whenever I'm near you my heart skips a beat.
My heart is tied to yours to make it complete.

Heartstrings knot our lives together,
yesterday, today, tomorrow, and forever.
An instant recognition that we're connected together
by heart, by soul, and by love for one another

Our lives are transformed in a natural connection.
We see each other in our own reflection.
Heartstrings have fastened our souls together.
We only see home in the eyes of each other.

Heartstrings ignite the fire in our hearts
knowing its eternal flame will never burn out.
A bond created by the forces of nature,
which only grows stronger and significantly greater.

We blend with each other in perfect harmony
like lyrics and music of a song voices sing
When our souls take flight like the birds of spring,
we'll be joined together by love's heartstrings.

C - Christ is born in Bethlehem this night.
H - Holy Child, God's Heavenly Light.
R - Rejoicing in song by angels at His birth.
I - Illumination of a star from Heaven to Earth.
S - Shepherds came from their fields afar.
T - Treasures from kings who followed a star.
M - Mary, His mother, made a bed from the straw.
A - Adoring her Son, kneeling before Him in awe.
S - Story of Christmas as told from the start, keeps the spirit of Christmas alive in our hearts.

Just one more look to remember you by.
One more kiss before we say goodbye.
Just one more smile to remember your charms
while caressing you with loving arms.

Just one more night of pleasurable passion.
One more day where anything can happen.
Just one more dream of staying together.
One more memory that stays with us forever.

Just one more touch as we embrace
as we lie together joined face to face.
Just one more dance as we hold each other
to a song we enjoyed when once as lovers.

Just one more word of love on our lips
while holding on to the remains of bliss.
Just one more minute of our worlds colliding
before our worlds begin dividing.

Just one more star to wish upon.
One more rainbow before our time is gone.
Just one more "I love you" to last a lifetime
before our broken hearts search for the sunshine.

Just one more glimpse of a life not chosen;
a life of love, happiness, and devotion.
Just one more chapter to complete our story
so our hearts can rest after saying, I'm sorry.

Picture this: 
being my someone special to love
being the one I want to take care of
being a part of my very soul
to be the one I'd never let go.

Picture this:
being a companion day or night
being a partner in my life
being a friend that I can trust
to be a lover that I can lust.

Picture this:
being the reason I want to breathe
being the one I want and need.
being the reason my heart beats
to be my everything when our lips meet.

Picture this:
being the love I was destined to find
being the music that soothes my mind
being my shelter when I need calm
to be my home when in your arms.

Picture this:
being the one who holds my heart
being together when each day starts
being the one in my life's next chapter
or to be my happily ever after.