When you think
Maybe, we ~
Are
Forlorn
For the time-
Being cruel to us
In most heartwrenching
Wonderful impossible
Way

love, Love,            
Never was I yours
To come at your
Thresholds

Blushed a little bit
Over my sunlit cheeks
Holding in my hand

A Damascus Rose
For my beloved~
For you

A jazzy blues done
None plus no one
Gets the whole bush
Unless walking hand in hand
Through garden divine
Loving
Like
Icecold queen n' king
Siddharta within our seams
Yet, I turn in my dreams
And look straight
In those lovely
Flames

Portruding in me
Fireflies lit
For me
To you

Cosmos exists as a play

Of darkness through
Light

Hurting me
Again
No
More
~~~~~~
Please
~~~~~
For a begining
You gently touch
My wrist, holding
It with desire
And say
- Here
You
Are -
My twin~flame!!

A
Long
Awaited
Wonder
This Day Is

Magnetic
Grip
. . .
Unutterly
Unyeilding

Pulling me close within
Your chocolate
Emerald wisdom
Vishnu Inevitability
Embrace

Emitting radiance
Embraced for as long
As we need to please
The almighty & amazing laws
Of physics

Nodding
In approval of
.
.
.
Weeee--omens
*
= =
Woed by
Thunderous pounds
Blood in our veins
Burning like the
Ocean waves
Rhythmic pace

Dreamy foams as
Satin
Lace
Overwhelming Us

Courageous
Navigators of
Our starry midnights

Building the arch of
Invisibility
For the rest
of the
World

Our tent
Under satin~silk
Is heavens
A
Relationship
Beautifully
Playful

Extraordinaire
& Serene

Even the tiniest show
of affection from her
is always the biggest
part of my day

It’s funny how the world does spin
an ever turning way
To bring the sun and then the moon
on any given day

With hours steady passing by
they start and then they end
As if in the blink of an eye
to come around again

But then at times it slows a bit
to down below a crawl
As if the earth is standing still
and doesn’t move at all

The skies just sit there lingering
so calm above your head
When suddenly your heart is filled
by something that she said

A smile forms upon your face
your pulse a rapid beat
As breathing quickly slips away,
now weak upon your feet

It’s funny how the world does spin
an ever turning way
Until she whispers “I love you”
on any given day

One hand on my waist
another in my hair -
when we come together
we're the sweetest of pairs

But even soft-smelling candles
so deceptively sweet
can t i p and quickly grow
into smoldering heat

The curves of my *******
your hands quickly find;
your lips chase a kiss
down my shivering spine

Pulsing Aching
Giving Taking
a symphony of sweat,
ours for the making