I I remember meeting you during the Christmas holidays many years ago. A fire burned in the fireplace but you had a glow that tugged at the moth–in-me. Behind your cherub mask your dark eyes darted, searching, I suspect, for...
Love Poems
My Thighs
"...my love resides on my thighs."
My friend, my love resides on my thighs. Living withinthe restricted dimensions ofthe height,the width, andthe depth of my screen there is you. Although confined,the friendship, the laughs,the sharing, and the emotions are as real as possible. At timesthe words,the...
What holds you
"Gathering of clouds"
Fear took hold of you Fear holds you close Your vision blurred Visions you have are blurred, Heart beats steady Yet the rhythm fluctuatesFear of the unknown You galloped towards it.That sleeve of emotion Readily you held out Collecting your...
Let us dance
"Let our destiny be guided, by the starlight from above"
Let us dance beneath the stars On a carpet made of sandLet us shimmer in the moonlightAs we wander, hand in hand Let our hearts be bound together An eternity of loveLet our destiny be guidedBy the starlight from above Let...
Good Morning baby
"To Jane, with love"
Every morning as I awake I turn and watch you sleep.I slide out of bed and go to the kitchen without making a peep. Coffee, toast and fresh fruit I place on your breakfast tray.I walk back in and I...
Temptation – Sin At The Station
"A story told for titillation"
Sin is not found in temptation, Neither in a girl's flirtation. A wistful look across a station?A sexy thought in gestation. Eyes meeting with fascination,Hearts flutter - fibrillation. Walking quickly, no deviation,Come together - gravitation. Words exchanged - explanation,Suddenly an expectation!...
I Am A Lover Of Words
"A word after a word after a word is..."
I am a lover of words. I like What they do to my tongue.Each letter Whispers its own tune To me, When spoken together A song. Like love, How it opens the lips, Extends the tongue, Closes with a kiss, ...
Could I be?
"Could I be all this...?"
Could I be The first thing dawning on your mind The morning sun as you draw the blind The first words upon your lips The touch beneath your fingertips The easing of your furrowed brow The skipped beat that your...
