You're still like a dream to me,I can almost touch those phantom edges,beautiful shapes that have left me longingon the precipice of what I can't understand.And I think I'm almost there again,before winter when I grew too jealous,too passive to...
Love Poems
Tomorrow
"We always have tomorrow"
TomorrowWe steal a few minutes togetherWithout any outside distractionsA few stolen moments of PassionBefore our busy day starts to get crazyA few minutes to cuddle before life gets in the way,A few minutes at night before we say goodnight We know...
Fallin’
"Special moments shared..."
Although we haven’t known each other longI enjoy curling up in your lapListening to you shareStories memories from your past. Each moment sharedLearning something newThat reveal precious detailsAbout the inner workings of your heart. The softly spoken words and gentle caressesAfter standing in...
Blueprints
"For whom my heart requires."
How far we had gone,in ignorance of each othera persistent tugging of the subconscious…we had met long before our birth,two kindred soulsstretched through the miles.We may have had a division, a rifta mere beaten pathrequired for us to followbefore our...
Sand Castle
"Dreams are made of sand..."
Sitting alone by the shore,Doodling names with mine.Dreaming of being with me,Wash away by the waves. Sitting alone by the shoreAnd playing with the sand.Building on my own,A sand castle in the sand. Sitting alone by the shore,He stops by to help...
Your touch once almost told me that creatures must find each other for some comfort,farther than what flesh can fortell,to press beyond where we have grown coldthrough the tender inlet where desire flows.We reach a burning core soon enough,that beautiful, dangerous...
Finding Peace
"Give in to desire or resist temptation?"
The smile of an angel.The eyes of a demon.The voice of sweet harmony.The body of a seductress.The temptations that draw me near,are the same issues that push me away.Fighting internally with my spirit,about giving in to my body’s weakness.My mind...
You're still the reason I wait for winter, why I drive through the dark valley alone, our city merely a distant afterglow, a beautiful and dangerous element rippling through the heart. Perhaps too familiar to hold on to anymore, maybe there's too much painto still carry this...
Love the Old Fashioned Way
"Sometimes it's good to remember that the simple things in life mean so much more"
Baby you make the tea I'll bring the cakesPlay me some musicOur love is all it takes Whispers in my ear A smile upon my face Our fingers entwined Our hands interlaced Gazing in your eyes They look inside of me Passion and strength And love is what I see Your lips...