I searched for a Sunrise
     And found it in the light of your Eyes
          Gazing deeply into mine
     Brightening my darkest days.

I searched for Comfort
     And found it in the warmth of your Hand
          Sliding gently down my spine
     Easing me just a little closer.

I searched for Happiness
     And found it in the round of your Lips
          Smiling sweetly, intensely my way
     Inviting me to kiss.

I searched for Peace
     And found it in the sound of your Voice
          Soothing me with the words you say
     Making me blush.

I searched for Life
     And found it in the depth of your Love
          Unleashing all mental and physical holds
     You freed me.

I searched for Heaven on earth
     And found it intertwined in your Arms
          Weaving bodies into one mold
     Losing myself

I searched for You
     The other half that makes me whole
          The missing mate to my lonely soul
    My greatest Discovery.


© Tina Thompson

I love being in Love
     Love seeing you, breathing you, tasting you

I love being in Love
     Love planning my days around you
     Love doing new things with you
     Love sharing my life with you

I love being in Love
     Love watching you, touching you, knowing you

I love being in Love
     Love loving you
     Love Love with you
     Love you



©Tina Thompson 2004

The pressures of the day dissipate
     Worries of tomorrow retreat.
Tensions take flight in the stratosphere
     Vaporized by the heat in the air.
Psychological armor melts away
     Veils and covers are kept at Bay.
The frigid world begins to thaw
     Threatening crisis withdraw.

All from the warmth of your arms.



© Tina Thompson

There's but one indulgence
     One delicacy.
That will ease my hunger
     Please my appetite.

It is a sweetness
     No baker can provide.
A delicious treat
     A most Savory delight.

The aroma visits me daily
     Dismantling all self control.
I can taste it by thought
     But that won't soothe my soul.
    
These cravings are possessing me
     My mind and body can't rest.
In order to cease my desire
     I must Feast upon your flesh.

© Tina Thompson

Sunny afternoon

75 degrees

Breeze
     Flowing
          Blowing softly through the slightly cracked window

Trees
     Swaying
          Laying rhythmic undertones to lyrical chirping

Me
     Smiling
Snuggled so tightly
     Pressed against your skin
Entangled limbs
     Indistinguishable as to where you end and I begin

Our
     Hearts and Breaths
Synced
     Collaborating
Producing a soothing lullaby as we drift off to...
      Sleep

I miss afternoon naps

     With you

In

     The afterglow

                                   after...



© Tina Thompson

I am here...
  
Waiting...

          Patiently...

Patiently...

          Waiting...

For You...

     to come...

Fall
     in Love
          with me.


Be
    Loved
         By me.


Enjoy
     Love
         With me.

©Tina Thompson

My arms are your refuge
My kisses will wash away your troubles
Come lay with me and leave the world behind
Replenish yourself in my *****
Return to the new day armored with Love.


© Tina Thompson 2012

For my young princes,

don't start your searches in a swamp:
toads kissed and coddled are still toads,
broken mirrors draped with silk are still broken,
the knife sticky with love is still a knife

sorry, so sorry, my sons
but a story you love is still a story
don't ask me for magic books,
maps to the underworld,
a talking horse

a broken girl is still a girl,
also still broken;
sorry about the locks
they won't magically open

Life is so boring
Myself is a ****
But then you came
And now I'm back
You gave the life to me
You gave me light so I can see

You are my everything
You are my sun and moon
You gave me everything
My everything

Everyday is so wonderful
Now that you're here with me
Everyday I'm so thankful
For being here beside  me.

Here you are again knocking on my door
Asking me again to love you once more
Here you are again begging on my knees
Telling me your sorry and you can't set me free.

Don't you know it's so hard to tell you those words
Don't you know it feels bad, it makes my whole world collide.

I was choke when I told you
I love you no more and go
I was trembled as you walk through
when all I ever want is to love you.

I'm sorry my darling can't you see
I'm the most hurt can't you feel
I don't know what to do
I don't have a choice but to let you go.

a guy sits here
hair a twist
no ordinary man
but a case
whatever prefix fits

he knows no limitations
seeks no thrill but fear
holds no memory dear
brains grasp simply too frail
such a broken outside
and gargoyles pier
however
he tranquilizes them
anytime someone comes near
yet the people abstain still
no shame, no cheer

they simply cannot see what purity
he has in his crypt
intimidated
severe

so let us move forward and glaze over the thick
move towards the misery which anguishes him

nonsense is sensical, whimsy at best
rational is of logic and dreary
detest

******* and thumbing
he frantically does his best
pulls his hair out
pulls his hair out
closed fist
punches chest

"where is she
where is her
name i cannot confess
for it escapes me...
not because
but rather-"

due to his distress

he stopped and sighed
violence
cried
broke down
then bled
red from his eyes

i want her
the sad one
shy

hurt inside

abused, accursed
diseased but undisguised

she'll love me

she will
there's nothing there to hide
she'll make me forget myself
sing or dance or
romanticize

"i want her...
a baby's friend
the neighbor's newborn daughter
the baby friend that came over
as an infant, i saw her
i kept the same heart
but its been through a lot
and now its done with slaughter

i kept the same heart
its growing apart
i need the neighbor's daughter"

it seems as though convinced
he truly had the heart of a newborn
ambivalent
knowing no complexity
purely hurt or comfort
either way's a shoulder
diamond or dirt
seemed to be bipolar

so he seeks the same
not the opposite
that would be a shame

because no one else can relate
to someone who feels the world
has turned its back on fate

he seeks out this girl
overlooking
all the beasts in his way

with evil colors they mask their face
appear to appeal, they may

but he knows better
their defenses fragile
they attract a plethora

to which they expose
like a sinister rose
the black rock in frame

the black rock so hard
shapely carved
to which its "blacksmith"
inscribes no name

a black heart
he sighs
which holds no light

might as well not exist

Traces of you line every moment silver,
     even in my darkest day
Traces of you can make the empty linger,
     the second you walk away

Traces of you are my hidden treasure,
     a joy that is all my own
Traces of you are too fine to measure,
     yet brighten my darkness alone

Traces of you make life worth living,
     the birth of my very smile
Traces of you make ease of forgiving,  
     though memories tend to beguile

Traces of you turn hell into glory,  
     then turn back the other way
Traces of you rewrite the story,
     every second of every day