With a kiss that seemed like fire,
Would she inflame cold desire,
This woman whose soul shines,
She moves under cover of night,
Consuming me like an ocean,
Like sailor ships lost at sea under sail,
I am devoured by destiny,
My lungs filled in new breath,
This breath with a scent of desire,
Of that woman whose kiss is of pure fire.
Kiss me slow hold me close,
Brush you lips against mine,
Share this place of ours,
With secret touch caresses,
Under soft whispers.
If you feel you must go,
across miles far away,
Take my love forever,
I will forget you never
Her misty silver blue eyes,
I dream to stare into,
Her soft lips, I crave to taste,
She of my dream, thought, desire,
She is in stars and moon above,
I listen to rhythms of her heart,
Fulfilling my nights alone,
It is this rose I hold so tight,
I whisper softly in dead of night,
Imagining warmth or her skin,
She lives deep within my soul,
It is this memory I will forever keep.
Sometimes,
In a heavy stillness,
Between sleep and waking,
When I am yet unsure,
Of conscious thought,
You creep into secret corners,
That I have sealed from day,
Coaxing dormant my memories awake,
Faded photographs in old picture frames,
Lying in dormant dream,
inside corridors of my mind,
Unsought moments tease,
I hear your laughter,
Seeing knotting flowers in your hair,
Tucking petals beneath,
I feel your fingertips,
Lightly touch my face,
When words were lost,
In sighs caresses,
Your sweet lips taste,
Still lingering on mine.
Mystery of night,
Reflecting,
Street scenes,
With ghosts of,
Neon Light,
Blinking red,
Dark blue night hues,
A mesmerizing stare.
Night sky lies ink black dark tonight,
You are far away,
I am without you in my arms,
it’s not like what I am used to,
Being so far away from you,
I wish my prayers would be,
Answered from Almighty above,
Looking I do not to see your face,
What would I do to feel your embrace,
Times would hard and rough,
Should you not be mine
I feel lonely being without you,
Distance between us leaves me blue.
If I could have you in my arms
Embracing you again;
Holding you from deep within,
I am lonely for you in this time,
Wishing you be forever mine.
Night silence is deafening,
In still of night when all creatures,
Have finished having their say,
No word or touch comes in any form,
Festering my mind, staining our hearts,
How little it would take, with moments to spare,
To fill emptiness a silent night brings,
Clock will tick-tock on never losing momentum,
Days run together as silence sustains,
No word or touch will come,
An endearing night becomes our enemy,
Gnawing away each day making all seem alike,
Warm sunshine tries it's best to hide,
A deafening silence each new day brings,
Without feeling tender moments of you.
Still lies midnight,
On emerald grass,
Where she lay,
She waits,
Her deep green eyes,
Like dazzled light beams,
Enraptured with visions,
Of he who intoxicates,
Unspeakable love does he have,
Absorbing her being,
Her scent sings as wind chimes,
Wrapped around,
His silent ink black cloak,
Feeding her body,
Clothed in white lace,
With waves of tender passion,
Not a single breath,
Can stand between them,
Engulfed in a moment,
Closer than ever touching,
His moist warm lips,
Melt unto her,
Upon their touch
She melts into him,
Caressing open hearts,
Touching their souls,
Kindred spirits,
In soft gentle seduction,
A pleasure bearer of passion.
I confess,
My dream’s desire,
Wanting your caress,
You to be my temptress,
Enchantress of heart,
My dream’s desire,
To give you no rest,
Having all of you, no less,
Your fingertips graze my lips,
Self-control you test,
My wanting you.
For a thousand years of weeks,
Through millions of thousands of miles,
After passing centuries of wind-blown dust,
Somewhere in a galaxy of stars,
Within outer reaches that all can see,
Beyond darkness, yet within light,
I shall always carry a vision of you,
Feel you part of me within my heart,
For you must know I do love you,
Feel you, breathe you, need you,
Feel you surround me tightly,
As we kiss then embrace warmly,
And here we are,
On the edge of our allotted time,
What to do,
What to say,
There is only,
I love you.
For as long as I live,
Whether it be an hour, or weeks of years,
I’ll remember friendship you give,
Of true soul-mate feelings,
Softness of your smile,
Tempered steel of your heart,
Your twinkling silver misty blue eyes,
You a disguised angel, thou art,
Thou our measured time be short or long,
There is a private place,
Waiting deep in my heart,
Where you can turn your face,
Through all our universe of space,
And millions of miles beyond,
Past dust of all time,
Your soul speaks to me.
Sitting,
Watching,
Street people passing,
Inside a dim lit coffee shop,
Neon blue sign blinking,
"Open",
Alone I am,
Wondering,
Have they been in here?
I am in here thinking,
Inhaling fresh coffee scent,
Which fills my lungs,
This is serenity enjoyed,
Peace brought to mind,
My escape from world cares,
Or boring senseless chores always to be done,
Staring into my empty cup on table in front,
A partially consumed memory of steaming coffee,
Looking through a dusty window,
Its Cold,
Dreary,
Now Winter,
Or Summer,
Sometimes spring,
Or mild fall,
Then a voice,
“Let me warm that up for you.”
Years have come then quickly gone,
Life has passed swiftly by,
Experiences forgotten,
Can my heart not feel?
With no feeling, there is no pain,
Where is this world headed?
Though not embarrassed to be human,
I want to escape away to a place,
One of beauty, passion, love and freedom,
Perhaps a soft long night with stars,
A place unlike my own existence,
Allowing myself to slowly drift out in space,
Being a free spirit wandering this life,
Without struggle or heartbreak,
Just to be a wander,
And escape from me.
Your scent lingers leaving,
Breathless thoughts of you,
Which wander through my mind,
Can you feel my heart racing?
Can you hear me whisper your name?
Catching air as I breathe wanting you,
Feeling your skin brush mine,
Wanting to share more than you know,
Thoughts of you become lost,
Traveling corridors in my mind,
With more nights of endless days,
Lonely times seem to never end.
Lord of unseen blackness,
Master of dark night,
Overtures of pure harmony,
From beyond shaded shadows,
Ripples of dappled moonlight,
Upon water’s reflecting sparkle diamonds,
Caress me with soft night light,
Dark knight who slumbers,
Awaken at this midnight hour,
Rise up you Prince of night,
Ruler of ink black night shadows,
It is waiting for you,
Over run with passion,
Feel her breath upon you,
An enchantress awaits,
To seduce you.
A keeper I am,
Keeper of secrets,
Stories and poems,
Holding Friendships,
Love, fantasies,
I hold on to others,
Their lies, desires,
Illusions, delusions,
Dreams, nightmares,
Am I but a mirage?
What of me is kept by anyone?
Or thrown away, but why?
Was I used for what I had?
Or disposed of?
What purpose served?
Do I hold tighter,
Because others let go?
Or because,
I'm not afraid
of what I hold onto.
When bleached bones,
Spring moon rise together,
Faded suns of dusty planet winds,
Weave children’s dreams,
Of summer kites trailing tails travel,
Through old misty evening fog,
Filled heads in half remembered songs,
Hazy memories of an elusive youth,
Laughing, waving, dancing,
Time markers of many springs long past,
Come then suddenly gone,
All waiting till summer’s end,
Waiting until bleached bones,
Autumn moon rise together
I have a vision of you,
Fresh shaved legs,
Smooth as silk,
Nylon stockings,
Gartered neat and snug,
Gliding effortlessly,
Across your skin,
Your slow moving hand,
Feeling your legs curvature,
Clean well-oiled scented skin,
Ready for a soft touch,
Of gentle hands soft caresses,
Velvet black high-heeled shoes,
Slipped upon your feet,
Dressed in black velvet dress,
Clinging like hugs,
Everything is just so,
Hungry red lips,
Outlined perfectly applied,
Disguised a sultry smile,
Of one not yet kissed,
Eyes lined dark,
Shaped like night,
Made up in dim lights,
Bedroom eyes they say,
This way no tears are seen,
Sleek painted red nails fingers,
Reaching for courage,
Brushing across your lips,
Wink of your eye,
Blow soft kisses across backroom,
A fresh spray of perfume
Long strides across a stage,
Music starts to play,
Fresh shaved legs,
With glittered oils,
Gleam with every move,
Closing misty night eyes,
Getting lost in trance,
When music stops,
Open your eyes,
Once again your still waiting it seems,
High-heeled shoes,
You are not alone,
Your smile wide,
When music stops.
Waking with you,
To your touch,
Sippin Black Coffee,
Between sheets,
TV news,
Newspaper,
Sippin, sippin, sippin,
Waking slowly,
Against your skin,
Your silken hair,
To your morning scent,
It’s a brand new day.
Good Morning Sunshine

