Sultry dreams on hot summer evenings,
as wishes on moonbeams take their flight.
Spiraling upward to dance amongst stars,
in a glorious ballet that has no finale.
Ocean’s receding tides cool a body,
heated by a lover’s ardent touch.
With joyful laughter as the couple play,
at the edge of Mother Earth’s bath.
Hand in hand as eyes meet and cling,
hungrily beneath a brightly lit sky.
Passion ignites the fire in their hearts,
setting the embers to glow once more.
Sinking into the sand as hands and lips,
discover each other’s hidden treasures.
Excitement explodes, as love’s scent upon
the breeze is inhaled deliriously by both.
Dawn’s rising sun brings reality, replacing
love’s aftermath with lonely indents in cool,
wet sand, which the tide quickly fills and levels,
Till no sign remains, of a fantasy shared by two.
By Kathleen M. Kohl/Levinski
The Sun's not shining today
Winter casted clouds aren't allowing any light
To warm up a standing dead
Not quite as graceful as I remember it,
Back in the days when I used to hunt rabbits
With my father just to spend time with him;
We'd forgotten our guns at home on every occasion
But it falls,
Under an overcast sky
Tantalizing to the touch
Tactile, white and intricate
Full of holiday, youth and spirit
A reminder now;
Cold, fragile, weak and
Not quite as graceful as before
A perfect metaphor
For what my life has become
I have a friend in Rapid who I haven't seen
In months less than it feels
We used to build tree forts
Bridges across rivers
We used to pretend we had tremendous powers
To control the weather, earth and fire
What I'd do to have them back
Toy story was our favorite
We'd watch it every night
Later on even re-enacting it
I haven't seen him in such a long time
Maybe a foot of snow by now
It's largely all my fault
It's because I'm not sure how
I can explain to him that over the course of a few years,
He's since aged to a happy 15 and I've,
I've somehow hit my mid-life crisis
In the same time period
How does someone to from a vibrant young youth
From 15 to 54?
I'm not sure
And I don't bother with explaining
So I never said goodbye,
I couldn't face him now
"Where have you been?"
I've been attending an on-going funeral
My innocence was found hanging from a tree
I won't tell him that it was found hanging in one of our old forts
He'd go out and look for it
Make an adventure back to when we had tremendous power
I can't have that
I'd break down and cry
I'd become angry knowing I died so early
With so much in my hands
I'd hang myself coming face to face with what I lost;
Be a Doll could you,
Be sure to classify it as a murder will you?
I saw him
I walked towards him
He saw me
He smiled to me
There was a river,
separating our standing spots
I'd swim the river for him
But he'd rather build a bridge
than meet me in the water
I was lost in thoughts
I thought of him all night long
He slept at night
He gave nothing but a simple goodnight
There was a wall I built,
holding him back from seeing me
And he was not brave enough
to break it down for me
So he just stood there
and waited for me
to climb it all the way up for him
when I gave my all to climb for him
but he was not down there to catch me
when I was bravely in love
with him who was not brave enough to love me back
I saw the news today
The headlines were fires in California,
When are those guys gonna learn this angers Smokey!
Another bombing in the Middle East,
Can't these guys just tweet each other bad names?
More kids carrying guns to school.
Where do they get their school supplies?
And during the commercial an epiphany!
Ok , I wrote that for effect, I made a sandwich.
I poured me a glass of wine, or diet coke.
I sat down and put my feet up for more news.
More tornadoes in tornado alley.
Sounds about right.
And so on until the weather came on.
I took this time to take a wiz.
And then sports and I forgot its not football season yet.
I turned off the t.v. and went into deep thought.
I wonder if we have any peanut butter?
So there is real life
And then there's fantasy
And somewhere in the middle
I get it, I think
At least I think I see
But still I wish that you could better explain it to me
I'm caught up in coincidence
Lost in metonymy
Every metaphor I come across
An extension of my being
I'm so lost
A battle that I can't define
Rooted in believing
A date with fate I can't avoid
But have no business seeing
I remember telling my best friend of how I once saw god
He clammed up and got real quiet
Waiting for me to go on
But there was no more to say
And on that day
I knew what it meant to be free
It was frightening
And deeply affected me
My life ever since has been a spiritual tragedy
I don't know how to fix it
I'm not sure what to think
It scares the shit out of people when I tell them
That God is all I see
It's an emotion to raw to put in to words...
I have no place in my heart that rejects this feeling.
I am however looking forward to spending many days with you...
creating memories...adding golden highlights to my life's painting.
I am appreciating this rare gift you've given me.
I am slowly...gently...carefully unwrapping it to fully embrace all that lies within.
Your voice leaves my mind floating on foreign clouds. Your jokes leaves my sides aching...
Our night under the stars...in a park...on the round-about swing...kissing and forgetting the world rotates...just as we were.
Left me smiling from deep within...from areas in my soul I never thought existed.
You have brought to life the sleeping emotions I'd left in a coma after passed hurts.
They are foreign to me...strange and seem to be pushing for space in my heart.
I am still trying to find a comfortable place for them...since I had forgotten how to react to such a euphoric feeling.
The sight of your caller ID sends tingles through my body...my excitement can not be encapsulated...my smile is wide and bright....no phrases can ever describe how I feel whenever I hear from you.
It is very interesting how someone can make a heart so at peace...so inlove...(drastic to mention this...yet I feel this flower is soon blossoming into something that drastic).