Tell me,Am I to be compared to a flower On a summers Morn.Laid down in the softness of grassy banks,My petals, slowly unfoldAs your stalk, grows strong and demanding.Glimpses of each otherAcross inches of spaceAccompanied by a hint of desperation,And a...

From Alan

"A poem for a Lost Friend"

"Write what you know you think you feel, write just for yourself. Write the way you learned from me, and write for everyone else. Sometimes they will love it, most often they will not... Worry about that later, but for now just give...

I want to speak of passionand all of its untold edges, the barely tangible ones that touch like a summer mist,the ones that spring forth to take us in a furious storm.But to speak in such a waywhere all sings of intimacy and the...

Just the taste of your skin, like steam rising from a raging river,it's a heart helplessly on fire,the sound of a star roaring through a still night sky.Whatever passes through here,I can promise this,you have woven all seasons into me.Your delicate fingers once...

The words I love youEscaped his lipsWithout emotion.It was just an utteranceMeant to captureAnd invade my heart,With thoughtless lies,False truths,And shattered promises.I should have known,As I danced in the shadows That the reality heOffered was a dream,A nightmare actually Leaving meUnable to trust,Unable...

My Loving Addiction

"How I love her."

I'm addicted to this feeling, My need to have you near.Like a soothing warmth, it's in my heart,and it casts aside my fears.I'm enchanted by your smile, and your sweet and tender eyesThey keep the darkness from my soul Even in the darkest...

Undeniable love and affectionIs felt where feeling is found.Two people discover connection andExplore a love profound.Strong feelings consume them.Love and passion are felt.Love forms at the stem.Together their hearts melt...Heat and desireBurn in their hearts,Calescent, just like fire...Slowly, then faster,...

Forlorn Lover

"When promises are made to be broken... A heart..."

By the shore in the middle of the night,She always sits at the big rocks,Waiting for her lover to come, Who promised to be there.By the shore in the middle of the night,She is always singing sad songs,That would make herself...

The one I write about and the one I don’t are still mineYou were there standing tall and confident signifying the symbolism of seaThe child that I am, I see and feel you in every waveTrying to reach me through...