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934 · May 2015
Brighter than before
Chris May 2015
-

I draped your moonbeam heart
in a misty clouded veil
and sat on the dark side
keeping all of it its light to myself

Happily I waited for the stars to take notice
as I gazed out across the ebony skies
that now stared back in an empty silence…
suddenly I felt all alone

But I had the light, this beautiful,
loving, warming and enchanting glow all to myself
How could I feel alone, I had you,
what more could I need

Then I saw you were crying but I didn’t know why…
The light became dimmer with each tear that flowed
until it was now so dark I could barely see
“Please tell me why you are so sad?”

“My darling, it is true, the light of my heart
shines brightest for you, but there are others
who need its light as well and without it
their sadness becomes my sadness”

A chill ran across my skin at a speed not previously known
My heart began to break as I realized my error…
I felt selfish and ashamed, so I quickly lifted the veil
to share her wondrous light once again

When there before my eyes a billion stars began to glow
and so did her heart, brighter than before
We were contented as the universe rejoiced
for finally I could see…the dark side all along was me
932 · Jul 2015
Eternally ingrained
Chris Jul 2015
~

She touched
my heart
leaving forever
imprints
eternally ingrained
in swirling
patterns
of my every
dream coming
*true
932 · Aug 2015
Head in the clouds
Chris Aug 2015
~

I’m wandering about the sky
My head up in the clouds
Often looking down below
At the large unruly crowds

Pointing up and laughing
Calling out my name
They think that I might listen
Now that is such a shame

Someone ought to tell them
It’s nicer up above
There aren’t as many people
So little push and shove

Perhaps a wayward sparrow
A balloon not held that tight
And yes indeed it gets quite dark
When day turns into night

There also is an angel
That I have come to know
Up here in the atmosphere
I truly love her so

Another way to see things
A different point of view
One that’s filled with happiness
Among these skies of blue

So you can keep your city
It’s too much of a chore
I like it up here in the clouds
With the one that I adore
Good morning beautiful
932 · Mar 2015
Faded sheet music
Chris Mar 2015
Tear drops fall
between silent lines
carrying the tune
of this weeping melody
written on my heart’s
faded sheet music

Scales cry in sharpened flats
twisting treble clef sorrows
Candelabras drip pain
on withered fingers
roaming ivory slivers bleeding
out of tune syncopation

Unheard choruses
in three quarter sadness
wasted on black and white keys
played long after
the lid was closed
on our love


Where is that sustain pedal
when you need it?
932 · Jun 2015
A spring kissed morning
Chris Jun 2015
~

Magnolia breezes scent the day
as dawn wakes in hushed sighs
neath a sprawling sycamore
where we watch the sunrise
paint a yawning eastern sky
in sunflower brushstrokes

I gaze into dark tawny eyes
reflecting heaven’s tapestry
awakening our earth, aglow
in soft petal effervescence  
upon your face illuminating
the radiance of your beauty

The embrace of tender lips,
sweet pastry bliss lifts me,
heightening my senses
as once again I breathe in
the aroma of your love on a
*spring kissed morning
Good morning Beautiful
Chris Dec 2015
~

*Here all alone as I’m walking,
heading away from my dream
Questioning why this has happened,
what could this possibly mean

How is it love could embrace me,
fill me with every desire
Colour my world with a passion,
hotter than flames in a fire

Lifting my heart to the heavens,
so it may touch every star
Starting my day with a sunrise,
bringing her near from afar

Touching me soft as a feather,
upon my skin in a song
Poems of whispered affection,
longings that can not be wrong

So tell me why is it leaving,
now as I stand here this eve
Wondering what is the meaning,
this is so hard to believe

Just then I notice behind me,
there’s not one shadow, but two
What was once love is now friendship,
I’m not alone, I’m with you

I guess that answers my question,
how this could possibly be
Falling in love was important,
so it could be “you and me”

Now as we head to the future,
I know I’ve nothing to hide
Every day will be perfect,
with my best friend by my side

Still I will forever love you,
that you can always depend
Who says it’s only for lovers
and can’t be shared with a friend
And who says when the "love" relationship ends it has to be ugly and hateful and spiteful? I have proof that is not the case. No need for name calling and hurtful words, friendship is the best gift ever.
925 · Apr 2015
Our Way Back Home
Chris Apr 2015
.

Walk with me, this path does lead us
Curved and twisted thru the fields
Tempting is the destination
And the secrets it may yield

Around the bend an entrance beckons
Long before the skies turn grey
Shrouded by the lost horizon
Wishing us to come and play

Golden grasses form the boundary
Step between the flowing lines
Quickly now the leaves are blowing
Listen as the wind it whines

Nestled in a frame like forest
Set amongst the view we see
Love awaits our storm chased folly
Calling out to you and me

Fade the darkness from your vision
Follow me to where I roam
Needless now to brave the weather
*For we have found our way back home
924 · Aug 2015
Sweet love
Chris Aug 2015
~

French toast
kisses drizzle
upon me in
maple syrup
shimmers,
coating my
yearning lips
with the sweet
cinnamon butter
*love of you
Good morning beautiful
922 · Jul 2015
Hoping on Constellations
Chris Jul 2015
~
This humid night lingers,
along weeping fence lines
of tear drop perspiration
peppered in glistening spider webs
and I am missing you

Staring up at a melancholy sky,
counting hours on the face of the moon
while minute hand comets
slowly float by in orbiting arcs
getting nowhere fast

I see shadows reach beyond
June bug buzzings
to far away borders
of maple leaf pathways
and cherry blossom whispers,

And I know this is
where my heart longs to be
as I walk towards the North Star
hoping constellations
*will guide me home to you
Good night beautiful
Chris May 2015
.

Clear mountain streams rush
in waterfall seduction
flowing desires upon perfect *******,
shimmering on dewdrop shoulders,
saturating lips embraced,
glistening skin bared to a bashful sky
neath aquamarine dreams
where we bathe
drenched in the cascading love
*of one another
This is a repost
915 · Apr 2015
Spring is overdue
Chris Apr 2015
.

.

Reflections on the water
Skies above are blue
Flowers will be blooming
Spring is overdue

Winter it may linger
But soon your eyes will see
Nature will bring warmer days
*To run through happily
Thank you for reading
Chris Apr 2015
>

Another rainy morning spent staring through
a wiper smeared windshield
hoping to beat the next light, no such luck
When that song, our song or what used to be our song
sneaks in through these worn out speakers…again
and I listen…like a fool…again
  
The emptiness returns full force and I feel sick
It happens every time and every time I sound like a broken record
“Turn the **** thing off”, my mind shouts at me,
but still I am unable to hear over the singing sadness
and the sound of my heart breaking all over again,
God I’m pathetic

So here I am heading to the station earlier than usual
at least the traffic isn’t so bad, I guess because roosters can’t drive
Who schedules meetings this early in the morning?
Obviously someone unaware of the benefits of a good night’s sleep
Well look there, maybe my luck is changing, a parking spot right up front
But still, I have a feeling this is going to be a bad day

Ducking from the rain I pause at an advertisement for the rail line,
“Where the hell is the sunshine and blue skies that poster is showing?”
I think as I enter the car and find a seat, which wasn’t hard,
there are only three people on here at this hour,
two old ladies dressed for church or the doctor
and a kid with headphones, sleeping, now why didn’t I think of that?

I pull out my notebook when I see her hurrying for the already closing doors.
I jump up and hold them open so she can enter.
She is soaking wet, but ****, she is drop dead gorgeous,
dark hair and beautiful light brown eyes, she looks up and says “thank you”
with a smile that melts me right where I stand
“My pleasure” I answer as she takes the seat across from mine

She opens her ipad, I pretend to look at mine, but can’t take my eyes off of her
Now engrossed in whatever she's reading, swiping a finger across the screen  
and then that smile appears again, I can barely breathe as my
heart tries to beat its way out of my chest. Dressed in a black skirt and top,
she looks like she’s just stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine…
“Oh crap, she just caught me staring”

I quickly glance down to her ipad then back up to her gorgeous eyes.  
I feel like an idiot, or worse. When she giggles and says, “Poetry.”  
“Poetry?” I ask in a voice stuttering from embarrassment
Waving her device she replies, "I’m reading poetry, do you like poetry?”
“Umm, yes, I, uh, do like poetry.”  She pats the seat next to her and says,
“Come, sit here. Let me read you one.”

Maybe this day won’t be so bad after all…
Just a day dream I was having. Thank you for reading
911 · Jun 2015
Ticklish Dawn
Chris Jun 2015
~

A playful sun
  peeks over
   a slumbering
  horizon,
     tickling the
   dawn with
      daffodil giggles
  and flirtatious
   touches,
    awaking the
      new day
         with a smile

Just as I do
  when opening
    my eyes
     to see this
     same cheerful
   sunrise glowing
      through
   our window,
      illuminating
        my beautiful
          new day
            *that is you
Good morning Beautiful
909 · Jan 2016
Without the warmth
Chris Jan 2016
Spring is not that far ahead,
yet the  sidewalks are empty
as a cold rain falls and I wander
alone, hands in my pockets,
my head hung low

Staring at the puddles,
as my reflection stares back,
between the constant ripples
and I don't recognize
the sorrowed face that I see

Winter touches everything,
dripping from awnings
of the places we used to share,
now closed and boarded up,
empty like my heart

But still I keep walking
nowhere to be,
no one who wants me,
nothing to look forward to
as hope is now frozen

Spring is not that far ahead
though I will not find it
for winter is me and my world
will forever be cold without
the warmth of your love
907 · Apr 2015
Lucky Stars
Chris Apr 2015
-

She tells me I’m lucky
And **** she is right
I count those stars
Almost every night

Thanking each one
As they glow up above
For sending this woman
And showing me love

They twinkle and glisten
So many I see
All of these lucky stars
Shining for me

She tells me I’m lucky
But she needn’t say
For that’s how I feel
In her arms everyday
899 · May 2015
I posted my dream
Chris May 2015
.

I posted my dream
on the side of a lamp post
In hopes she would see it
as she wandered by

Taking a moment
to realize the subject
Wearing a smile
and a gleam in her eye

A beautiful dream
filled with flowers and sunshine
Wonderful moments
I just have to share

Moonlight and poems
and walks through the country
Happiness found
every time I am there

So now I wait
down the street on a corner
On my front porch
that I just painted green

Waving to neighbors
who think I am crazy
They can't believe
that I posted my dream

That's when I see you
your chocolate hair flowing
Riding your bike
that looks like it's brand new

You stop and look
then you smile my direction
The message I posted
said my dream is you
Your are my dream come true
895 · Aug 2015
I make a wish
Chris Aug 2015
~

Sitting on this lonely shore
between sandcastles built
earlier in the day
by happy fingers
with buckets of sand,
seashells and laughter

I can almost hear
their echoes on the surf
as it moves closer,
white frothy foam
reminders that each day
must come to an end

I watch as lights
sail out towards the horizon
becoming lost among
the multitude of stars
now twinkling cheerfully
on the quiet evening sky

A reclusive blue moon
weeps a doleful glow
and I can feel its
desperate pull
thinking aloud
I know how it feels

And as the silhouette
of a ship, not one that
passes in the night
but it feels the same,
slowly disappears,
a tear falls my cheek

I sigh and wave
a half hearted farewell,
knowing it’s not forever
though it might as well be
because I am missing
you already

When I see a shooting star
streak across the sky
and I make a wish
that you have a
safe travels,
endless smiles
and you hurry back...
*to me
Good night beautiful
Chris Apr 2015
-

With merely words
strung together in hurtful fashion,
he formed a noose
tightly around her neck

She gasped for air
as evil eyes watched,
happily from twin shadows
cast by her broken heart

Thrashing legs and
pleading expressions
in the heat of this day
curved a wicked smile upon his face

Tears burned lines on her cheeks
as she desperately searched
for a way out, she was losing hope,
just about to give up

When she managed with her final ounce of energy
to reach the keyboard and hit delete,
removing his email and him forever…
Once again she could breathe
Inspired by things I have heard and read.  Please remember...words can hurt very badly.

And no, this is not about me.  :)
881 · Mar 2015
He has you
Chris Mar 2015
I sat there watching you and him,
wondering what has he got
that I don’t have
and then it hits me,
he has you
881 · Apr 2015
Another rainy Saturday
Chris Apr 2015
.

Another rainy Saturday...
I watch as it
drips from the eaves,
a rhythmic melody humming
in glistening harmonies
puddling on the lawn,
reflecting my constant thoughts
of your brilliant sunshine smile,
beautiful shade tree eyes
and your forever
blue sky love

You sneak up behind me
and putting your arms
around me say,
"Looks like another rainy Saturday"
I turn and kiss you, then reply,
"I hadn't noticed"
You make every day beautiful to me.
879 · Jun 2015
Inspirational Wishing
Chris Jun 2015


I read a poem today...
it was based on a wonderful dream,
two people were madly in love,
holding each other tenderly as
a lemon sherbet sun rose
beyond a blooming hibiscus
being visited by a hummingbird,
bringing a soft apricot glow
through the white lace curtains
flowing on cool morning breezes
as they kiss passionately,
greeting the new day

It was an extremely beautiful poem,
one that I wish I had written, but...
more than that, I found myself
wishing that the dream
that inspired it...
had been about me
Good morning Beautiful

True story...sort of.
873 · Nov 2015
Then they become…
Chris Nov 2015
~

These lines
are merely words
written by a man
who adores you

Unless they bring
a smile to your face,
then they become…
poetry

~
871 · Jun 2015
To dance upon a moonbeam
Chris Jun 2015
~

The vision of your beauty
surrounds me on this night
So many stars are watching,
we move within their light

To dance upon a moonbeam
with you so close to me
Among the constellations
for all the world to see

Within my arms I hold you,
your heartbeat keeping time
As twilight is upon us
and I do call you mine

Floating soft and slowly
to melodies we hear
The cosmos singing love songs
is music to our ears

So kiss me as we’re dancing,
I’ve never needed more
Than you with me this evening
*the woman I adore
Good Night Beautiful
867 · Dec 2015
Glowing too
Chris Dec 2015
~

*Tonight I watched
as an enchanting
full moon
rose above the
leafless trees,
slowly upon a
slate gray sky

It was beautiful
and glowing bright,
but it was all alone
on Christmas Eve,
then it dawned
on me...
so was I

Then I thought,
I know you love
watching the full moon
and I know you love me,
so maybe neither
of us is truly
alone tonight...

now I am
glowing too
I am never alone when
I have her love
865 · Dec 2015
The Golden Feather
Chris Dec 2015
~

*I watch the days
fly by
on multicolored wings,
each feather
a memory,  
a moment in my life,
that will soon
be over

Dark colored feathers
are bad memories
Blue are sad
memories
Reds and yellows
are the good times,
there are many
of them

But there is one
that is brighter
than all others,
it glimmers gold
as the wind lifts
these wings,
higher and higher
towards my
final day

You see
my time is short
on this earth,
the hours are passing,
and I wonder
will I be able to
take my wings
when I go

For if not,
then I shall demand
that I take
one feather,
the golden one,
for it holds all
of my memories
of you
If I can only take one memory with me when I go, I want it to be my memories of you.
859 · Apr 2015
Of Aqua Tempest
Chris Apr 2015
.

Foaming white as angel’s wing
curls of swift and might
Storm clouds bellow as they bring
a wave on ocean’s fright

Of aqua tempest, current’s deep
on tides of pull and tear
In this moment, now we keep
a watchful eye, beware

Angry hues of sapphire streams
from depths far down below
Horizons call the wanting dreams
in destined cause to flow

And still our hopes remain afloat
with love we shall not fail
When calmer seas do take our boat
*together we will sail
858 · Jul 2015
Love’s letters (10w)
Chris Jul 2015
~
I found poems in my heart
*all written for you
851 · Nov 2015
Inspired wishes
Chris Nov 2015
~  


Inspired wishes
Lingering view
Only one thought
Visions of you
Everyday dreaming  
Yearning your kiss
Offering whispers
Unending bliss




~
I wrote this sitting in the
Endodontists chair today, thinking of someone special, while waiting
for the novocain to take hold
to have a root canal done.
851 · Apr 2015
Perfect Vintage (10W)
Chris Apr 2015
-
If you were wine,
I’d be drunk all the time
842 · May 2015
ending in love
Chris May 2015
.

Her smile is a
graceful beauty
on an ardent sky
like writing poetry
with a willow leaf
dipped in desire

an eternal verse
of sunrise surprises,
moon shadow promises
and forever truth
in permanent ink,
*forever ending in love
840 · Jul 2015
Beckoning her
Chris Jul 2015
~

She reached for the ribbons of her gown
not knowing why, but she held them in her hand
as she floated through the ever changing mist,
whites and grays in a swirling pattern,
mesmerizing in blends and shifts,
blurred yet possessing a clarity she could not explain
or cared to think about right now

She looked down on herself in her bed sobbing,
clutching tightly a dampened pillow, lonely, missing…
now confused as a peaceful awareness
wrapped about her warmly,

caressing her spirit, washing away the pain,
the sadness, the torment which she fought now to remember
as it drifted below, creating new shadows about her feet
but distant, never forgotten, she couldn’t, it was promised…

Once more the satin ribbons were pulled gently, guided
as if a feather laced kite on a silver string embracing blue skies,
dancing about in the slow rhythm, spun in clouded dreams,
breathless she soars higher, it seems towards the sun
or perhaps a light of a different source, it felt soft, cool
beckoning her and she yearned for it…
for some reason it felt right

Stars swept past her in wiry glistening designs
like a sparkler at a summer cookout waved through the air
in abstract lemonade glowings and apple pie tickles  
and she smiled, for the first time in a long time as the 
moon disappeared on the horizon, embracing this experience
She continued allowing the tender tugs on her ribbons to
move her freely, when she felt something, it was a hand on
hers, helping her hold the ribbons, it felt familiar,
safe, comforting

When she saw his eyes, as clear as she had ever seen anything,
deep and friendly, soothing
just as she had remembered…remembered?
He took her by the hands and he came even more into focus
“Hi there, I have missed you,”  he sighed and she knew it was him
He was here, wherever here was, holding her now as he said,
“I promised I would love you eternally, I couldn't have you then,
so I have waited for you"    
She cried , happy tears as she whispered. “You did, you did, is this…”

“Shhh,” he placed a caring finger to her lips…
*”This is our eternity my love”
Good night beautiful
838 · Jun 2015
Right next to me…
Chris Jun 2015
~

Outside of the window
thrives a large ornamental
pomegranate, its delicate
fragrant flowers

bloom in bright orange,
tiny carnation like buttons
on a lush green coat
in full springtime attire

completely blocking
my view of the gorgeous
spring sunrise glowing
just beyond the glass

But I don’t mind because
the most beautiful vision
my eyes could ever see
is lying right next to me…

and I would have it
*no other way
Good morning Beautiful
Chris Jul 2015
~

A soft breeze rustles through
pine needles swishing
amidst fireflies at play on a warm
enchanting summer night

We sit in quiet anticipation
as a bright full moon keeps watch
from its cosmic perch,
illuminating our magical evening

It is almost time as we see
the big dipper come into view
directing our focus to the grove
behind the chinaberry shrubs

We can hear them giggling
as tiny feet run atop fallen leaves
creating little crackles echoing
beyond the illumined forest canopy

When suddenly crickets and cicadas
perform a mesmerizing melody
wafting from tree to tree
and you point eagerly to the opening

As twelve little pixies appear, dancing in a circle,
singing along with the nighttime tune
Iridescent wings shimmer and flutter
as does our hearts watching

It only last a few moments and then they are gone,
you lean over and kiss me, whispering “I love you”
and I realize once again, this is
*the true magic of the evening
Good night Beautiful
831 · Jul 2015
Once our lips meet
Chris Jul 2015
~

Hand in hand we walk along
this dusk bathed beach,
reaching past sandcastles and starfish,
narrowing beyond the furthest footprints
our path has imprinted in the sand,
bidding farewell to a sun now
painting a twilight masterpiece
on a wavering horizon,
longing the cool evening’s embrace
to caress us in sea breeze bliss,
welcoming the tide’s white foam outlines
silently approaching weathered dunes
where we now pause,
and as I lean in to kiss you
I steal one more glimpse
of nature’s panoramic beauty,
for I know once our lips meet,
*everything else will disappear
Good night beautiful
830 · Mar 2015
Illuminating Friendship
Chris Mar 2015
When all you see is darkness,
please let me be your light
You don't drag good friends down,
they go willingly so you are never alone
Chris May 2015
~

Off in a cabin set deep in the woods
Next to a lake where the fishing does thrive
The opposite shore is another the same
Someone is there, there’s a car in the drive

I hope they are quiet and keep to themselves
I really needed this time for so long
There is some movement, the door opens up
Wow, she is gorgeous, maybe I am wrong  

Off in a cabin set deep in the woods
Where the deer and the squirrels do roam
Across a small lake, a cabin like mine
It appears there is somebody home

A man stands ashore with his hand to his eyes
Squinting, the sun is so bright
He's looking my way, so I give him a wave
I'm glad I won't be alone here tonight

I think she is waving, yes, I’m sure she is
A nice fishing pole in her hand
I start waving back with a smile on my face
This was not part of my plan

That is a problem, I have to admit
I planned this alone, that is true
But here in the woods with a beautiful girl
And it seems that she likes fishing too

Smiling real big, he hops in his boat
Making his way to my side
"Hi there" he says, "he's so handsome" I think
"I'm going fishing, would you like a ride?"

I’d love to of course but I’ve just now arrived
“Would you like to come in for a while?
I just need to unpack and have a quick bite”
“Let me help you” he offers with a smile

I gather her bag from out of the car
And set it just inside the door
The fishing can wait, we’ve plenty of time
There’s something else now to explore

She’s wearing shorts and a light emerald T
And green Converse All-Stars that match
I never thought as I drove up today
Something this perfect I’d catch

I think he looks a bit familiar,
Is it possible that he might be
The same boy I kissed that summer
When I turned seventeen

I turn to unpack my groceries
Not over thinking things much
When the tap on my shoulder startles me
I jump in his arms, and our lips gently touch  

I really didn’t mean to frighten her
But it was so cute to hear her yelp
And her lips, I think I have felt them before
“Just wondering if I can help?”

She hasn’t let go and neither have I
I stare in her gorgeous brown eyes
And then I remember that time long ago
It’s her, I just realized

He recognizes me now, what does he think
I can feel my face start to blush
I hold onto him still, it feels good in his arms
I could leave but there's no need to rush

The chemistry is there, after all these years
I want to be alone with him here so much
He's grown tall and handsome, into a man
Now I'm dreaming of kisses and such

I never imagined I’d see her again
And definitely not in this way
But now that I have her right here in my arms
I’m thinking right here I will stay

I kiss her again and she doesn’t pull back
It’s much more than I could be wishing
It lasts for a while and that’s okay with me
Who cares if we ever go fishing?
A collaboration with my beautiful girlfriend and yes, she does love to fish.  :)
Her verses in italics
826 · Dec 2015
Only one
Chris Dec 2015
~

*On this chilly
December evening
I stand on my front porch
gazing up at the moon

Hypnotized by its glow
shimmering in the
silent winter sky,
I can not look away

For this is how I see you,
a mesmerizing goddess,
enchanting my heart and
captivating my soul

And like this beautiful moon
glistening in the heavens,
there is only one - for me,
and it is you
There will always only be one for me
and it will always only be you
825 · Jun 2015
I am lost
Chris Jun 2015
~

I am lost…
wandering aimlessly
among towering pines,
sweeping branches
of shaded bliss
leaving pine cone markers
along a soft needled path

The breeze is cool,
fragrant wisps through
clinging vines braided
in abstract patterns
as I try to gather
my bearings

I can see the sun
through the forest
falling lower in the sky
reflecting on the
calm flowing waters
of this small stream
I have been following
for what seems to be hours

Carp and minnows,
orange, black and gray
swim happily
with little care though
I am becoming worried now,
my body aches from the walking
but it feels good
the air is still sweet
as I hear an owl
in the darkness
of the treed canopy
greeting me

I come to a clearing,
tall grasses sway
and I see the sunset
blooming like a prized rose,
petals awash in bright pastels
on the horizon

I sit for a spell
gazing upon the
wonders of nature,
thinking back on
what I have seen,
what I have experienced
and what I am witnessing
right now and finally realize

I am not lost at all…
*I am found
825 · Nov 2015
“I understand”
Chris Nov 2015
.

The days have left,
disappeared faster than I could think
Waved goodbye from platforms high above
every dream that never came true,
each wish that remains unfulfilled
Scribbled papers scattered on an abandoned desk,
poetry written in bled out emotions
crumble and tossed…jump shots
missing the goal completely

Though memories in gilded frames,
moments forever frozen in time,
words never to be forgotten
gather warmly in my heart for
I am so fortunate and thankful to  
have had this opportunity
to know you, to love you
and to share…to share our lives

And as I bid farewell to the last chance,
that lost horizon fading
I send sincerely the confirmation,
the truth in whispered hopes
that happiness is abundant,
smiles are forever,
and though it can't be me,
you find the absolute love
you deserve…

because sadly


“I understand”
824 · Jul 2015
Seeing eye to eye (10w)
Chris Jul 2015
~

When my eyes
seek perfect beauty,
they gaze
*into yours
821 · Nov 2015
Every Word (is you)
Chris Nov 2015
~

*When writing a poem
I think about you
That’s pretty much
All I have to do

Thoughts begin turning
Words soon appear
Whispers in stanzas
Emotions are clear

Phrases expressing
Infinite dreams
Penned within verses
Magical scenes

Melodic wishes
Everywhere found
Lines become music
A euphoric sound

Wondrous affection
Written for you
Promising always
My love is true

Now you know why
It's easy for me
You are every word
Of my poetry
Well, the love poems.  :)
815 · Nov 2015
As I wonder
Chris Nov 2015
~

*A chilly morning
greets me beneath
dark November skies
and silent stars
as another new day
finds me
thinking of you

And as I gaze
across somber fields
to the northern horizon
my thoughts change
as I wonder
if you are thinking
of me too
Most mornings for me
815 · Jun 2015
Perfect universe
Chris Jun 2015
~

I gave her
  the moon,
she handed me
  the stars
    and together
  our love
    created a
      *perfect universe
812 · May 2015
Good Morning
Chris May 2015


Sunshine and blue skies
so cool is the breeze
Hummingbirds, butterflies,
green apple trees
Daffodils,  daisies
and irises too
Send all my love
*on this morning to you
Good morning beautiful
811 · Nov 2015
Choices
Chris Nov 2015
~

*Life is filled with choices
so many there to make
Right or wrong we do it,
chances that we take

Often we face failure,
sometimes we succeed
We'll just go on trying
if it's something we believe

Yes mistakes will happen,
we see it everyday
That doesn't mean to worry,
just listen as I say

We've just one life we're living,
we ought to have some fun
So make the choice to smile,
before your time is done

For it is your decision,
it's yours and yours alone
Which path you tend to wander
of everything you've known

And when you say it's final
I hope that I will see
A choice made from within your heart
and you have chosen me
811 · Jul 2015
Composed of love
Chris Jul 2015
~
Piano keys tickled
in soft lullaby melodies
echo in harmonic measures
neath an ivory moon
tuned midst an ebony sky,
shimmering sonatas in
sustained twilight concertos
waft in sensuous tempos,
acoustic sighs sing
as silhouettes on
candlelit curtains,
caliginous shadows of love
sway together in
rhythmic duet motions,
dancing to the ecstasy
of this symphonic evening
*composed of love
Good night beautiful
To my darling Holly, everything that we are, is composed of love
811 · Nov 2015
The light of my mornings
Chris Nov 2015
~
*The light of my mornings
is not in the skies
On the horizon,
a wondrous sunrise
~
Painting the heavens
a light shade of blue
The light of mornings
will always be you
811 · May 2015
That's us (10w)
Chris May 2015
.

Regardless, we are still us
no matter who we are
809 · Jul 2015
An empty throne - part 1
Chris Jul 2015
~

For this of castled velvet throne
A queen does weep a single tear
Bleak shadows of this night have grown
To cast upon her heart this fear

Reflection polished marble floor
Her silhouette of humbled reach
Now shutters via nightmare’s pour
Alone of bridges fought to breach

Beyond the window valleys sleep
Soft candle flame in slumbered night
Flickering her pain felt deep
Burning through in cautioned light

An empty throne aside her heart
Its warmth now chilled of worried feel
That day her love he did depart
Read messages to long conceal

Her single kiss of cherished due
A farewell bid, pled safe return
Lost amidst this sorrowed view
And loneliness again did burn

As if the dawn had been his shield
In misty haze on moor’s harsh breath
Of forest frame it had concealed
A moment quick of arrow’s death

She takes this single tear she’s cried
Into a glass of liquid clear
This droplet of her love applied  
Her broken heart to wish him near

And brings this potion to her lips
Such bitter taste slow going down
A whispered hope in swallowed sips
To then remove her saddened crown

Upon his throne of gold now rests
She breathes one final moment pure
Her eyes now close of wishful quest
*To be with her sweet king once more
806 · May 2015
Phone Puddles (10W)
Chris May 2015
-

I just started melting at the sound of her voice
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