Your eyes contain the sky
Vast swirls of blues and greys
Eternal, vital, powerful.
They can be
As clear as a summers day,
As clouded as a winter storm.
Before you I adored
Nature, the dark wooden forests
That trapped me.
But you are of a different kind,
Freedom in its purest essence
Never ending.
Your eyes contain the sky
And I've been falling for so long
That I can no longer remember
The feeling of being on solid ground.

sweetness overwhelms--
          like the pleasant pop of a pomegranate seed.
sweet sharp burst
                    overtaken by a flood of tangy red
                    overcomes the mouth and drips from the corner of the lips.

i stand outside the house
the only thing keeping me warm is the view of the city lights
for they remind me of how perfectly we are capable of shining individually
but my deeper thoughts often recall how blissfully we were
when your hand was within mine
& how we would effortlessly outshine the moon when we were united

lovers write sweet verses
but yours do not compare.
You write ballads with the wind,
and rhymes with the roses.
flowing stanzas with the rivers,
love letters with the stars,
sonnets with the seas.
all You do says ' I love you',
all You do is poetry.

Wonderful Woman
Wonderous Woman
Woman of my imagination's dreams

How did you find me?
How do I know you?

Wonderful Woman
Wonderous Woman

It is you I have longed for
Yet still I long for you

Woman of my imagination's dreams
Wonderful Woman
Wonderous Woman

How you have loved me
Yet how I have loved you

Woman of my dreams




(For S.....)

these three words
In my head
keep screaming
I love you
But i can't
see how
you'd be
Into someone
like me