Opportunity gently knocks
  Whereas temptation demands to be let in

I yearn for your touch
To be held tightly
Within your grasp
So I may stroke
The blank page before us
As my ink expresses
Your thoughts
and splatters your emotions
Across blank's page
Please hear my cries
And clasp me in your hand
Oh, just image
The magic we create
If only....
How I yearn for your touch
Defeat your writer's block
and see me yearning for
Your touch

I crave for that dance,
You, sweetly entwined betwixt my fingers,
Filled with the ink of enchantment,
The delicate nib are your lips,
Adorning your sublime silhouette,
Let me move you in cursive swirls,
sprinkling all the letters,
Forming a beauteous verse of love,
Dancing upon the stage of paper,
How wondrous is the fact,
That you fathom my inner being,
And splash it upon the sheets,
Like pearls from a sentiments' string,
Help me rise again,
From all the worldly pain,
I lovingly desire,
Your touch......

Collaboration with Shilpa Sandesh
(c) January 31, 2017
Kelly Rose
Shilpa Sandesh

What is life if not a tiny speck of light
between nothingness and death.

Please do not think I will run from your anxieties.
In fact I will do entirely the opposite.
I will open the door,
I will invite them in,
And I will stand there, strong, steadfast, stouthearted
And I will stare them in the face.
Not for you, but with you, hand in hand.
I will be there at the end of the day to tell you you're amazing.
And that all those things you think make you weak, prove just how strong you are.
I'm not saying we'll move mountains together, I am telling you that despite the rain, the sunshine, the rocky terrain, the laughter, the tears, the heartache, the pain, I will be here, time and time again.
To remind you
That every time you walk into a room, you don't just light it up,
You set it on fire.

I won't ever stop trying to build bridges over the canyons in your soul.