Who are you to write such wordsTranscribing them so delicately Bringing wholeness to my body and mind You help me taste the sweetness of dreamsYou help me taste the sweetness of hopeYou help me taste the sweetness of love You fill my atmoshpere with your...
hope
I Gently Praise
"Sexy, sexy poetry!"
I gently praise the private process,prized and ever present:that deeply drumming, flawlesspulse, enlivening all reticentskin,that delicate bloom of trust,unfolding in the jessaminelight of stardustedapproval,that calm conflagration,hastening the removalof presumption, embarrassment,and priggishness.I gently praise the private process,prized and ever present.
Put Your Love in Me
"My heart on fire"
Put Your love in MeMy love races to your heartBecause I can hardly breathePut your love in me Put your love on meIf you think you are losing meYou are crazyI'm never going to let you goEven when you thought it...
In my yesterday'sIt was you that I dreamt of.Not a face, or a body captured my heartBut your essence and warm presence.Your charm,Your grace,Blended with my patience.My passion.In the simple security Of each others time,Together as one,Juices flowing mingled down,over fingers...
When I sit here and ponderIt is you who fill my mindWhat can I say of your heartYour mindYour bodyYour heart is fullOf cares, of pain,And yet in truth a place is born,Of pain set free,Of joy, of hope.With seeds...
I picture youdressed all in whitea veil on your head and unspoiledas a freshly fallen snowdrift.My heart catches in my throat,As I gaze at your ethereal silhouettethrough the Vaseline glazeof tears in my eyes.Frozen in place and not daring to move.Afraid I...
We reached that place Of utter bliss,Devoid of thoughtJust pure unadulterated pleasure!It started oh so simplyWhen late one nightWhen she walked into the roomWhat brought us together?Why was I there in this different place?Questions that remain unanswered.The journey from loneliness to...
Her wish
"Will her wish come true..."
She sat alone on the bankwatching the city lightsFlickering across the rivershe knows her soul mate is somewhere out there She looked towards the skyand wished upon a starKnowing it will take timeFor her wish to come true. Her heart had been...
Dear John–part 4 of 15
"To trust or not to trust "that" was the question."
CHAPTER 10Her tears ran riot for the entire hundred miles back to Phoenix. Her husband would be out of town for the next two days—a sudden business something or other—but he was on the cell and ready to join her...
You can reach out to find meBut I may not be thereThink what you want of meBut I just might not carePut a strain on my heartAnd it just might tearMy body may be hereYet my soul, nowhereNo call for...