She greets the dawn with her cold eyes
Eyes chiseled by ancient architects
Ever so slightly cracked
Forever gazing upon the changing seasons
And the wilting of sanguine roses.

Her still hands forever out stretched
Reaching for something long forgotten
Perhaps a lost love
The gentle rain
Or the birds of spring.

Her fading smile
Forever bringing happiness
To photographs
And paintings lost to time.

Her delicate feet
Fixed upon the dark marble
Walking to imaginary lands.

Dusk comes . . .
She laughs in her still serenity
As the mosses
The darkness
And the chills of the northern winds
Envelop her once more.

And in silence
She drifts in a deep slumber
Awaiting a new dawn
A new day . . .

The ash heart within my chest
Lies grey and charred
Still housing the embers
Of the love that burned it alive.

I watch as pieces of my love
Flake away and shatter , on the cold grounds
Like the snow
From an all too early winter.

I forever walk
On the dark road
Traveled only by the strangers
Who share my sin
Those who share my love.

My dead heart continues to beat
In the hope that
Even though you may not love me in this world
That perhaps you will wait for me
Outside the gates of the heaven.

So that you could rebuild my heart
Piece by piece
In the great gardens of the angels
And so that I can finally share my love with you.

We could forever lay in the warmth of the sun
And forever gaze upon the afterglow of the stars.

I love you , but perhaps
I am a little too naive.

I would just like to say thank you to those who welcomed me to Hello Poetry.
This is really a fantastic group of individuals that we have here and I
am amazed at the love and support that everyone here shows.
I look forward to reading what you all write, some of you are gifted in the arts of poetry.
Again Thank You

May everyone have a blessed day . . .
LOVE AND REGARDS

Slain wolves line the sheets
The sheets strewn across the bed in which we lay
Their disheveled state matters little to us.

With my head upon his chest I listen his heart
The sound sends shivers to the very corners of my being,
if only I could listen forever.

I look up and gaze upon his perfect features
I can only admire his angelic lines , his blazing smile ,
and the beauty of the sparkle in his eyes.

I lean in , our lips meet
Control and restraint become meaningless
We embrace
There we lay chest to chest
Face to face.

In an anarchic mix of love, lust and passion
It began
Passion flowed freely
And our bodies moved as one
The waves of pleasure ravaged us
and we were left clutching onto mere scraps of oxygen.

I gazed upon him and watched as the sweat on his back
became prism-like
Splitting and shattering light
into my all to dark eyes.

Our light turns to shade
And nothing can compare to the love we've made.

We lay now
and close our eyes
as we are enveloped by silence
and everything fades into pure nothingness. . .