i come here when i can
to write  
to read
to
find beauty
to find what i need.

there is so much inspiration
       my heart it does fill
by the flow of all thoughts
      it’s pure magic of the quill.

each writer
has a gift, so unique
and all their own
every day
I’m amazed
at the beauty shown.

i’m also very thankful
for you give far more than you know
knowledge, strength, and courage,
are only a few gifts that you bestow.

…and when someone hurtful
                                         comes along
      you stand tall side by side
drying painful tears
      that one’s eyes have cried.

that’s beauty of heart
                      that’s beauty of soul
a beautiful pressure of love
       turning a diamond from coal.
~

Lead my hand
in soft and gentle brush strokes
while
    our
      brush
        dips
           into
             the
               most
                 beautiful
colors of love, crimson tones
     pink
            cherry
                     red
                        and cerise…
glossy hues
                bleeding colors
creating a treasured masterpiece
                       as
bodies blend in bursts of color
fingertips brush the canvas
passion flares
                   glancing eyes
driving hearts into madness.

Fingers linking,
                    in gentle touch
a pure soul and heart attraction
merging colors of crimson hue
    in loves pure satisfaction.

Colors of love
                     crimson tones
    smooth and silky texture
bleeding colors upon the canvas
     as souls blend
                     in forever pleasure….