There is art
In your heart
Painting pictures
When I lay
My head down on your chest

There are songs in your eyes
Singing lullabies
When you hover
Pin me down
With your stare

There is a poem
On the tip
Of your tongue
I taste it
When I kiss you

You are tortured
Stereotyped
My jaded lover
I hear it
When you won't talk

You are the one and only
who’s giving me so much.
A generous heart, a home
true love, a feathery touch.

You are baring your soul.
Even gifting me your sleep
more precious than gems.
Holding me when I weep.

I am whispering secrets
like the wind in your ear.
I embrace you with love
hold you tenderly, near.

You are truth to power
healing love leaving traces
on heartbeats thrilling my soul
every wakening hour.

Poems fill lonely places
as you kiss me gently awake.
Your soft hands on my skin
love to give and love to take.

I see a world in your eyes
every laugh like a wave
of joy wrapped around me,
I feel sheltered and safe.

It is but new words
for resonant songs:
in languages tuned
from old notes.
Imaginations are
rearranged to yield
greater and deeper
human insights,
framed in a
variety of forms.
Truth to  Sincerity
is all.

Nothing in literature
can be compared
to poetry, other
than Beauty.
For, in a word,
Poetry is Perfection.

Tobias.

Your raw material is Humanity:
You ponder - you produce.
You make things beautiful,
You make beautiful things.
You allow them space,
set them in their place,
to be themselves:
Herself – Himself.
This is The Way
The Way to Love.

Tobias

Your love is Spring’s first breath
fragrant on gentle healing hands,
gifting me energy: the will to live.
Your kisses upon my lips are feathery
as leaves drifting in late Autumn.
Your love enfolds my heart
like dew in crystal cascades.
Winter reflects in your eyes,
snowflakes melt on your face.
Your skin is warm
like the Summer sun,
and when you touch me,
new ardours flare.
The moon pulls us together
thrusting away tensions,
moving energy as waves
of emotion through our veins.
You are the breath of Spring.
The kisses of Autumn.

TOBIAS