The springtime
come so slowly
Like you
in a flowing dress
The breezes soft
Clouds aloft
Wind
playing in your hair
You run to me
slow motion
As I watch
With no regrets
Against the waving grains
Of summer
I watch your silhouette
You spin
and twirl
to unheard tunes
Playing all around
Like a child's dream
Or a ferry tale
You float upon
The ground
Your body bathed in
Sunlight
Your soul the Moonlight
Holds
Your lips
They're touched with
morning dew
Your heart
that few will know
The colors of your kindness
Like falling leaves
Are spread
Around Like many
Butterflies
They Dance
about your head
Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 9:44 PM UTC
She lays back
On sheets so soft
The stars they shine
Into the ceilings loft
Her mind it wanders
Through memories past
A bottle of wine
And an empty glass
Dressed in satin
On her body lies
Clings to *******
Hips and thighs
Matching *******
Shear to skin
Hides her mysteries
There within
Without a lover
With her tonight
She's on her own
With her delights
She pours her wine
And takes a sip
Passing over
Ruby lips
Fingers moist
On silky skin
Feels the wettness
From within
Exploring the hard
Hallowed spot
A deep breath
It's hard to stop
Faster still
Her hand it moves
Rubbing,caressing
Her swollen jewel
****** comes
As her back curves
Bright colors flashes
Without a word
Sweat pours out
In drops like dew
Each time the sensation
Feels anew
Written by
Clay Smith
(60/M/06518)
24
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC
If words were pastels colors
And my pen a painters brush
I'd write for you
A masterpiece
On my canvas
Stark and white
A canopy
In shades of blue
High clouds
In wisps of white
No threat of rain
Do they hold
Nor filter out the sun
Then the background...
An Ocean vast
far as eye can see
It offers no colors of its own
But steals from sky above
Next some sail boats
in the wind.
Some near,
some far from shore
With bright and playful
Bellowed sails
Just like a child's toy
Adding depth
To canvas' still
I'd paint some waves
in rhyme
Reaching forth
with frothy brows
Curling towards
The beckoning shore
A gull or two,
or five or more
Black streaks
on unseen breeze
No details needed
To Them defined
Painted free in flight are they
While others aves
when tide is low
Search for shells or *****
A feast
Are painted not as streaks
Of black
But in details to be seen
But still my painting's
Though sublime, and grand
As you might read it's lines
There's something lacking
For your minds eye
That would add
A personal touch
Ah, it's you
On sand of white
Your dress catching
breezes soft
A woven hat to block
sun's rays
Being held
by your right hand
Arms, legs
And feet so tan
Beach chair
Umbrella furled
Glistening lotion
Though applied
Goes Unnoticeable to reader's eyes
So now that my palette 's
Job is done
brushstrokes of ink had dried
I stand back eyes closed
Take a breath
And sigh a sigh of why
Why we write in words and pose
Instead of paint and brush
It's because our minds
And thoughts are more
Then a canvas can ever hold
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 11:20 AM UTC
They come unwelcome
day and night
they sting my soul
like a scorpions
bite
they turn my eyes
a bright red hue
and get in the way
of missing you
they drip
and run
down my cheeks
if I let them continue
they'd wash my feet
first one eye
then the other
I wipe them away
but why do I bother
they won't stop
God knows they've tried
they just won't stop
til the well is dried
of sadness' they speak
to the empty sky
maybe they'll stop
the day I die
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 10:26 PM UTC
Beneath the shallow
Winter Moon
i watch lowly
from distant hill
pallets colors of
muted light
paints the
landscape
in shades
of
grays
lifeless trees
guard
lifeless hills
reaching up
like
bony limbs
fingers
forearms
stretching forth
to pull the moon
from high aloft
bitter cold
gropes winter's
night
still as death
beneath a grave
snow and ice
shackles earth
in cold
shadows pale
from orbs
dim light
creeping slowly
overhead
disc it arches
through
blackened sky
shadows shrink
elongating
again
sphere retreats
or' yonder ridge
once more
moon
finds a place
to rest
'til darkness
awakes
It once again
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
A setting sun
A crackling fire
Friends and family
A heart's desire
Another day
A welcome night
A shooting star
Dims in flight
We'll sleep and dream
about these days
Until our memories
Time betrays
But even though
Time passes by
We'll sit and watch
This star filled sky
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
Dancing sun
On lake reflects
The passing day
With no regrets
With heart in tune
To solemn call
Of night time breeze
For one and all
We rest and watch
Heaven's dance
If maybe someday
If by chance
We grow older
Lose our way
We'll look back
On this day
Remember times
Of dancing hues
On lake so still
And dream anew
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC
Before the morning
With sun it brings
Before the birds
Their songs they sing
Before we rise
With life anew
Think of friends
And family too
And say a prayer
For health and love
And thank your God
In heaven above
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:42 PM UTC
Eyes reflecting
Moonlit hues
Dancing beams
Known by few
On your lips
Wet with the wine
On your face
A smile I find
I stroke your hair
Look in your eyes
Reflections soft
Of midnight skies
I taste your lips
Touched by wine
A welcome kiss
So divine
Moon now setting
Beams they fade
Ending still
Another day
With magic gone
And if by chance
We'll watch in wonder
Moonlight's dance
Another day
To hold you tight
A taste of wine
Tomorrow night
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:40 PM UTC
A summer breeze
A lazy moon
The crickets sing
Their fimilar tune
We sit and watch
As day retreats
As sun's last light
In slumber, sleeps
The waves now play
With golden hue
No longer reflecting
Sky of blue
The fire dances
Sparks arise
Turning into stars
In cloudless sky
We laugh with friends
And family too
A glass of wine
Or familiar brew
Tapping glasses
Bottles, cups
Here's to life
So bottoms up
With those we love
We join in song
We're out of tune
It sounds so wrong
But we don't care
It times like this
That fill our hearts
Like your first kiss
So if you ask me
What I miss
It's not a place
That I could list
But times in life
With those I know
And laugh with
Them as I grow old
Enjoy
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC