early morning i got bit

clearing up your mess .



i had thought that i could not manage,

it was  just all  in my head.



some one came and told me

that i could do it myself.



so i have and cleared up  your mess.

Words By: Melancholy Of Innocence
A place where love awakens with silent truth un-binding

A breath a speechless word whispered by an eye's caress
anchored deep within inside my naked soul's undress.  
Here lies the force of my love, in truth I must confess,  

I am a butterfly in flight, a rose drenched in morning dew
awakened by your innocence I cannot help but love you
Like the flowers need the rain, I need you too

One touch one blink and this moment turns to air  
softer than perfume gentler than a whisper barely there
Like stars of heaven, you're beyond compare !!!

Sun and heat beyond
simile
and metaphor

open bar

and the Groom and Mom's dance
caused tears to mix with
flowing Spirits

soon

night will fall
and with just two steps to August
Cicadas

will be here

The coffee dripped
Into my mouth,
little droplets of life;
The rich, dark roast
Layered my tongue
Like velvet;
So sensual —
I could wrap it around my shoulders like
Helen’s, my Nan, foxy-red fur coat,
From the 1920’s and 30’s,
I am back there with her now —
With each drip,
And the zoot, zoot, zip
Of the trumpet
Bleating out
As dancers flapped about.

“To tie someone down”
Such negative connotation
Like love will always drown
It’s victims, no hesitation

To love is to find
A shooting star while gazing
To burn so very hard
And to fall so very blazing

To love is to be anchored  
Kept safe from the strong waves
And never to be wavered,
A torch in this dark place

To be tied down, to be held safe
It’s your choice how you see
Love changes with each person’s gaze
But I know what it means to me

In the twilight’s hush, where shadows play
I’ll hold your words, and cherish every way
You weave a tapestry of love and time
A bittersweet reminder of life’s rhyme

Memories of whispers, laughter and tears
Echoes of moments, through all the years
The velvet curtain, a gentle farewell
A promise of remembrance, that will forever dwell

In the realm’s beyond, where love remains
Our bond will whisper, through joy and pains
Though mortal frames, may fade and decay
In memory’s garden, our love will stay