Love Poems
When sunlight bursts across the page and darkness is assuaged The colours that she brings to me Brings radiance to my grey The humdrum life of day to day Is transformed by her touchHer kisses as they smother meThey mean to me so much She paints her...
The Greatest Gift
"For My Mr Driven"
The greatest of gifts I’ve ever received Is the gift of youOf how you love me We met just by chanceA few emails exchanged Soon we were friendsOur banter beganThe connection was immediateAs our conversation flowedYou just seemed familiarLike someone I’d knownOur friendship accelerated Our phone calls...
I owe you wholeheartedly,with a high-interest rate,my most beautiful lines,my gut-wrenching poems,words like crystal gobletssmashing against stone walls...stories drenched in love,stories hiding passionate joys,characters shaped and builtto fit the city where we met,the city with the dark riverand the old rusty...
The dulcet sound of her voiceA symphony so rich and texturedAccented to perfectionMultilingual in code The sweep of her hairAs she flicks her head to the right.Her blonde locks glinting in the sunshineLight and life within The glint of her eyeThat you...
I Can Love You Like That
"I Can Love You like That"
I can love you like that She had to climb the barbed wire Tear down the wall around his heartBrick by brick He didn't want to trust But she came along and earned his trust She listened to him Showed she cared The friendship grew It bloomed into...
My Favorite Prize
"Ode to Shangri La and the heavenly escapes that once fed my soul and Muse."
I travel to thee to set me free,My passions do arise,Your ecstasies I do believe,They are my favorite prize. In tenderness I give my bliss,While tears they may arise,For loneliness is best expressedWith openness and sighs. In muted glow we seek to...
As the seasons changeMemories that once wereYour existence, now strangeVoices sound like whispersWe used to get alongNow you're an image in a mirrorLong ago we once belongedMy mind is now clearerYou're like furniturePerfectly in placeI'm everyone's caregiverCreating a happy spaceLove...
February Rose
"winter rose raises memories"
That last rose of Summertossing wildly on chilly February breezessadly, the man watchesand lets his thoughts take flightpetals liftingah, as her skirts had liftedrevealing her favoured silken lingerie,orange, as were those fluttering petalsthat single rose survivesharsh frosts, wild rainsand winter...
Turned the Page
"Ghosted again"
The hours turned into daysAnd my concern grew to rage,The realization finally set inYou had already turned the page. You told me days before you leftYou would never give up what we had,Not for anyone, but apparentlyI’m the one that was...