Uncoil his fingers’ grasp
Exhibit this exceptional spoil
With a Magpie’s glinting eye;
Espy this rarest of rare stamp

your loveliness so quickens my heart
with satin skin in black satin lace;
such curves tease my anticipation,
beguiled with the beauty of your face

I just want to mean something to you

A colour, a scent or ache for a kiss
Nothing too fancy; it’s such a little a wish

Forever my desire de te faire l'amour
And you abandon me, behind this bedroom door

I just want to mean something to you

Dancing in candlelight,
Silhouettes of burning desire,
Her curves of satin skin
Rising gentle to his touch

In melting caresses escapes,
Her sighs on waves of ecstasy
Passions breathlessly collide
In love’s eternal embrace

Why do I desire you so?
And hunger, for you meanwhile,
Marking time to our rendezvous,
For your panacea of a smile

In a restaurant, I see you,
And so a wave of a hand,
Why take a chance? I know better,
Than to be your seduction plan

The scent, of a tender trap,
As you breeze, or brush by,
The femme fatale with raven hair,
What kind of fool, am I?

We lay in an unforgiving bed
But you toss and turn in self-reproach
embracing thoughts on your leaving, to
escape my tears from which I should flee
Like moth to light I’m beguiled by you
Should I fly to another bright smile
when our wishes are just self-denial
steeped in hurt in mirrored roles

You’re everything so bewitching,
Such loveliness quickens my heart
Your curves slip around my defences
And your satin skin in black satin lace

A glimpse of the curve of her smile,
The flicker of brown eyes,
A strand of ash blonde hair,
As fingers quickened to her veil
Such elegant lips, once secret—
Vows seal with a kiss

Love’s gentle touch,  
On moonbeams from afar
Reach beyond my wildest dreams..
And forever in a whisper,
You answer my heart..
In waves of love;
Gift wrapped, with you..

Moments

slip into hours, each second anew,
like the very first ..
still, i ache for your touch, your voice ..
precious moments, memories
shared, so cherished in the calm of night
love entwines our heart's whisper,
desires collide, as i breathe you in ,
in moments together .. i so want ..

                                                   With You

Thought and deed coalesced
Weaved a spiritual-bridge,
Rhythms of friendship
Embraced, tantalizing years;
Yet in a heartbeat: it dissolved

Noggin ferments the senses in mire
Ruby-wrapped in friendship or desire
Nurtures Dutch courage, kisses and amour
Furtive affairs distant, fading more

At the wheel, oh, he’s in control
He’s a mate, a real card, a party soul
His friends ahead had one for the road
They’ll be safe; they walked as told

Windscreen shatters, crimson-smeared
Carved mosaics of friends without tears
Tanked up on noggin and that extra jar
Crimson-wrapped denial in a twisted car

It’s not of love once desired,
It’s not of love once special,
It is of ecstasy unimagined:
The love I have found in you

The warmth of your breath
In a morning kiss,
Gliding over my skin
A perfect wave of love,
Whelms in a teardrop,
Of a thousand tiny kisses within;
And about to fall, in a heartbeat

A kiss then she slips away; I am annulled
Her contrary life is ever forging strife
Behold what ricochet love desires hold
Good riddance my would-be—wife!

Love is woven by its own wisdom,
And of ecstasy in such sweet longing
Cupid’s arrow; love’s purpose,
Isn’t a mortal’s question..
But hearts will truly touch; and be
Blessed with love immeasurable

Your voice breaks a thought
Tempered like a shard of glass;
A caveat marinade in a smile

The brain is a piece
Of hardware acquiring the
Best software—takes time

Earth’s verge seeking the sun,
And morning splendour intensifies
Life stirs, and flowers look skyward
And the honey bees come to feast

How do I imagine it isn’t so?
To quell love, and deny its being:
It’s simpler to sway the impossible,
Than to stop loving you
And what of this love, your heart sings?
Remember!  Fate's sojourn leads
You to mine; and rejoices for you only,
And from my love, you must flee!
There's little comfort to be had
In reckoning broken hearts ─
Let compassion weave her spell;
To sooth these falling tears

If you were to ask of my love,
‘What does this love feel like?’
It would be silent
For there are no words that could compare
Such ecstasy and harmony,
Being in love with you..

Thoughts cloud your eyes like a raging wind;
A frown like storm clouds colliding with the horizon
It’s a wild touch of love: drowning in a sea of you,
This world in which you alone dwell
But now your season is passing; it’s the final tempest

I wondered of apple in blossom
In such radiance caressing a breeze
When did it first flourish?
And I kept an admiring eye
Same is true of my love for you
When did it blossom?
I am unable to say

I’m calling your name
searching, crying hopelessly
trying to find you
hidden by the trees
you are lost in the forest
scared that you were seen
praying it will stop
the evil which still invades
taunting every day
no escape, can’t run
your mind wishing it were dead
buzzing, buzzing, head
from out of nowhere
running to my open arms
you’re calling my name

Your love lingers..

    in tiny caresses upon my skin
           You are the one my heart aches for,
                 who will always hold me close..

                            Our colliding hearts, beat as one
              .. and in these precious moments,
                                                                of  You ..

Remember here, we first made love?
I asked you, why do you love me?
Was it again, to break my heart;
In our secluded place, under this tree?

Your face, I saw in shadows of night,
And smiling that smile, just for me
The promises made, the love we shared..
I asked again, why do you love me?

I hurried in moonlight, to surprise tonight;
Your love, summoned on every breeze
Now tell me why ─ beneath our tree..
You’re loving her! And didn’t, expect me!

I asked of my tear, "why do you fall?"  
        .. a soft sigh replied,
                   "for the love, that leaves you breathless.."

When my heart breaks;
it’s because i miss you so..
and the wildness of which it beats,
is when you whisper my name..
all my longing
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              and always, you touch..
the very depth of me..