"Searching for her in Fairyland"
She lives there in your Fairyland of Dreams. She'll be there when you seek her, never fear.Don't worry, you are playing love's sweet games,the ones that keep you living life's pure joy.We realize the trust we give to thosewe love returns to us in manifolddegrees. So...
What's another scar for the collectionRipped by the talons of a careless loverSomething that will heal but somehow remainWhat's another scar for the collectionIt's just another form of tattooSomething to remind me that Love is usually blindWhat's another scar for...
"A spent-love poem"
Look to the stars to find just who you areThat same space runs through your veinsPowered by the sun that shines from afarBurning through the dark and lighting your shameUp and above you, the fire it dancesBrightness captured in sideways...
"Lift your wings unto the winds and rise"
Eyes open slowly,the horizon spreading out.Awaken with joy.Bird songs whistle andfill our ears triumphantly.The prairie is alive.Blue skies above us,scarlets and ambers blending.Blossoms have appeared.Viewing the landscapeas we share the atmosphere.Breathing perfumed air. Hands entwined warmlyfeeling the moisture mixing.Sharing our heartbeats.Breezes carry notes;winds sing happy melodies.Our voices...
"Not quite a love poem..."
We’d drink and we’d laugh and we’d sleep in the stainsfully aware that we’d never remain through the changethe distance betweenso cold and unseenbut felt in our hearts, so young and so cleanyet to be tainted by the lovers diseaseso...
Your warm hello hid the memoryof countless goodbyes,your charming smile hid the tearsyou caused along your cool way,your beloved carefree mannerhid the sadly shuffled stepsof those you coldly discarded.and at some odd meeting pointlust and desire crumbled swiftly,a castle built...
I knew you as a puppy.We grew together and were best friends.Friends forever and our love was to last forever.The smiles you put on my face will never be the same.My soul grew with yours.My heart was yours.The joy you...
She carried with her oceans of goodness,A sea of milk churned for my pleasure.Her ambrosia from deep within, forged by my hunger. Her bed was my table.And she would feed me both fine dining, and fast food.As she opened her legs...
My lines were smooth and clean back then.A careful paint, a cunning bra, a well cut shift,I could pass and raise a tempted brow.You needed no such subterfuge, my lovely beaux.So handsome and strong, you made women weep,thinking they should...
I have seen her move nakedThrough the semi-darknessLike a sphere of pale lightThat wandered off out of a streetlampAnd got lost on the way to a dreamIn which we were coming homeFrom the end of everything that wasn’t thisTo rest...
