With Thee

Not sure how this  would figure
But we could've been closer,
Things...would've been better
Time and circumstances keep us far from each other
Long ago, I sketched this place on paper
It is now etched mentally... permanently,
Here, where long, swaying branches dangle gracefully
A beautiful oasis, where trees surround
Along a placid stream, where crystal waters abound.

This is where i go
When feeling sad, or aglow,
I simply close my eyes
And easily, I am in an isle

A place created by me
Not just YOU or I exist, but WE
Could only be shared WiTH THEE
A place I've aptly named, THE ISLE OF WE

While working on this magical space
My brush strokes just fell into place,
Not two, not one ever strayed,
With lighter hues of aqua-blue...green...never blae.

It matters not if I'm between a dream and reality
It is where you are, it is where I want to be
When I keep to myself, when I close my eyes
I am instantly here, in this isle
Perfectly beside you,
Holding hands, we take in the view...

Paradise is here,
In this, unknown sphere,
From this isle, I would never flee
Where only I, exist.....WITH THEE.


Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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I miss knowing you with touches,
Drinking your breaths,
I miss hearing your lush silences,
Under thrills of moon,
My fingers longing for new emotion,
With eyes unseeing,
Still want of giving light from you.

My ears you kissed,
When I heard the rainbow singing,
My skin you fondled,
Hare in the grasses on end running,
I miss you sweet lad,
Above the sky and below the ocean,
Forever in my dreams.