There you are standing in front of me

figment of my imagination in a timeless reverie

Standing there with your glory, so real in flesh

A revelation of a rose unfolding in its bloom so fresh



No expectations just with mere hesitations

I take your recommendation and go with no restrictions

So uncanny of me to be unpredictable and unreasonable

With matters of uncertainty and no veracity



Your words were like pages from my book

And yet I know you and I never convene

Prior to this intimate sit down I found myself

Drinking the sincerity and truth you offered as is



Such delightful creature you are

Disagree and contradict, you might say in differ

Like delightful sweetness I love and savor

Obsessively irresistible, I can’t get enough of



I was surprised, dumbstruck and in denial

of revealing things you said about how read me

You dived and found the locked treasured chest

I threw in the dark abyss in the deepest trench



I am one who believes but stopped in believing

That such wonderful encounter can partake to the likes of me

But you prove me wrong with the glimmer in your eyes

Which I pray is true and just solely for me



As your eyes seemed to memorize and be mesmerized

I look at you and wonder if what I’m seeing is real

Could it be that you truly do understand this riddle

That this sphinx tends to utter in mystery and puzzle



You look at me intensely with warmth and pleasure

A glimmer of amusement dances across your face,

As you look at me from the other side of the table.

Your lips form a smile, and then you call me beautiful.

She's out on the prowl again.
A deadly sensual beast who takes no prisoners.
She put the stilettos on and red lipsticks.
Finish it up with that 'ol tantalizing perfume.

She walks out as her steps echoes the pavement,
the rhythm of danger and anticipation.
She stops, narrows her eyes,
Dark eyes adjusted to the darkness as she scans.

As she approach, senses heightens.
Hers is one silhouette written in history.
Hearts and souls were offered as devotion.
Kingdoms and endless lives fall beneath her.

Her bosoms like mountains, tall and proud.
That long dark hair smelled of lavender.
a graceful neck holds a regal beauty of a face.
A burning passion inflamed of endless wanting.

A dangerous she wolf on the hunt.
She smells it in the air, he is here.
A half smile appears on her delicate mouth.
She has found her prey to devour.

Sunset I’m still here.

You see me still standing.

You see me still faithful.

You see me still hopeful.



And sunset I’m still here.

You witnessed my falls.

You witnessed my heartbreak.

You witnessed my demised.



But sunset I’m still here,

I promised you with every fiber.

I promised you with each breathe.

I promised you with every heart beat.



And sunset I’m still here,

Alive, my spirit renewed,

Alive, my will stronger,

Alive, my heart kinder.

To the one I promise you this when you find me,
That I will not leave anything amiss for you to lose me.
Words and thoughts will be clear as day,
So that your heart is assured through with no dismay.

To the one, I promise you my unyielding strength,
To be your anchor when you feel like drifting.
Bring the sun’s rays to your cloudy and darken days,
The remedy, to heal your broken dreams and pains.

To the one I promise you this when I find you,
perpetual romantic days that ends with  passionate kisses.
Every second together would not be spent apart,
As our bodies and souls says no more to separation.

To the one, I promise you this devotion,
Of undying love and endless affection.
I promise to cherish the man you are,
A lover, an equal,  the half that completes me.

I promise that’ll I’ll be faithful to the one.
For there is only him and no else will be.
During days and nights of a temporary partition,
I’ll be dreaming and wishing to end with aching anticipation.

The mythical bird that rises from the ashes
Grand wings of blazing fire and light
Born from the breast of a goddess heart
A celestial essence in an earthly shell

Though dormant and asleep, she’s never amiss
For her days of roaming were full of purpose
She ran her course at best and performed
Found herself broken and needed to evolve

Don’t despair as she waved good bye
To lay a rest afar from the existing pretense
Her desire for truth and love is her lullaby
As she to gain better vision of her presence

No potion, no cure, no magical kiss will bring her
Her calling is a hymn from the angels that sings
An epiphany of triumph after a tragedy
Like a queen she’ll conquer and bring you to kneel