I inhaled your soul
Sealing it within my heart...




The deepest breath of dusking light
Casts jade upon sienna;
Somewhere..
Somewhere in the stillness,
Comes soft, the echo
Of empowered flight...



Waiting on a raft of cloud
She waits to breathe again...



Her lips retain the memory of a kiss;
Embrace, a warm ghost
Upon satin skin....
And time stands still,
For tender shadows paint
Pearls upon a necklace of hope...



Her wishes cast upon the gateway
A prayer mat where she kneels,
Beacons of an endless shore;
A portal in rippled time,
The bridge awaits.....forever...



She feels the dream as living flesh,
Crested in the stillness
Where the clock chimes rhythm
Against his velvet bed, her heart lies here
Balanced by his breath,
And distance tumbles over wet colours,
Like mauve kisses
Along the soles of an eventual sunrise...



In the harbour of my soul you have always been there
Afloat in the silent breezes of my dreams.......

Moon winds brush across naked skin;
Undo my logic, undo my fear…


A faint eyelash flutter,
A foreplay of glimmers through lids sewn shut;
Resting now, upon faded horizons, where oceans pool,
Along the soft-focus curve of nostalgia;


She loved him....loved him....



Timeless...the liquid silver of his lips;
Soft speaking patterns of his voice, an art form,
Lucid from lips, resting in upturned palms;

She reached for him... reached for him...




He came to her wrapped in poetic words,
A slow flame, igniting the darkness of her mind;
And while whispers gathered on the breeze;
Knew her biblically....

How powerless......distance...




Her body a sparkle shine upon wind swept storms,
Kiss to iris, sun to moon, bathed by
His silken facade, a heavenly release,
Pressed hard against her veins;


Muted prayers upon her tongue...



Led willingly across lush landscapes;
She knelt,
A sacrificial lamb; ivory flesh caressed,
Sweet sensuality, remembered, deep;

Like a kite rising on a sea breeze...



Love...the tender membrane,
A colour brush, shrouded in granite notes and steel chords,
A consummation of prophecy, vignettes of 'forever'
Written between flesh and need;

Loss, has no sound....Only a backwards glance...



She whispered his music,
A memory, a whispered echo, filled with mute pleas
Bitten into prayer pillows,
Marks of teeth left to tell the tale;

She stirs....

To fragile rose stem ribs and the splay
Of "might have been"
Her name carved upon moon winds.........

Love's religion,
A shadow for soft eyelids,
Where milk-skin painted miracles,
A faint dawn upon flesh;
A whisper paled, in the cloud light;
Save me...




...Save me sighs pulsate,
Losing breath in the small of her back,
Where the rose petal clings;
A cradled silhouette,
From yesterday;
Hold me...




....Hold me from a distance; as
Sepia eyes watch silently,
This wingless bird, fallen from a shadowed sky,
Those pallid words,
Bleeding beneath skin
So fragile...




....So fragile....
Her dream milk, burning *******;
A cruel arch of desire,
A fevered dance
Searing the grape of his flesh;
Yet, somehow....




...Somehow...
His heartbeat, a red song,
Whispering words unsaid,
Echoes from the distance
As if it were air;

...As if it were air.......

Spring paled in the glow of soul-light, where
She opened, awaiting the incoming tide, reaching for completion,
A moment stalled between the intake of breath,
A satin tangled sigh, lost, beneath prayers, burning desolate hours.....





Lost shadows, fold into echoes, breathing the essence of lullabies, softly whispering,
Rainbows beyond colours of ache; where sculpted passion,
Spreads petals of dew dampened rose, beckoning the sun; and
Stillness clings to tear stained glisten, awakening the fragile kiss of unborn tomorrows....






She begs morning from a whisper-moon,  heartbeats, filling sighs dripped from her lips;
Her strength brailed-sutures, silence the scars beneath corners of her dream;
Dreams...the granules of heart's truth, the myths of her longing,
Cradled in the pause of unspoken crave....






Southerly winds carry pounding rhythms that mock her heartbeat,
So fragile, aching to touch the light in the distance,
A flame of trust ignited by matchstick whisper-sparks;
Pulled close, becoming airborne, flying through winds of chance;
To find his heartbeat racing beneath her own.....






Love sways in ripples of the river's embrace, beneath a canopy of night-tide,
Soft, the hush of unspoken, understanding, becomes
The inhalation of a kiss, exchanged in the ache of lips whispering,
"Sweet dreams, I love you"
So many miles between my pillow and his......






A wall of distance, steals touch from dreams,
She traces the peripherals of night, resting her heart upon his pillow,
Softly drowning in this unmade bed she lies draped in roses,
Spilling soundless as pink stamens sleep, brushed delicate in,
Timeless moments between the breath of night.......

Moonlight touches indigo,
As I create you once again in
This space, a swathe of cool air
Somewhere between night's breath
And the golden light of dawn...




Naivety wanders through rush-light,
A whisper waiting on a wilderness edge,
A green-eyed moon
Burning hours, like thin fire,
Curves my flesh...yet I am paler than sorrel...




An esoteric beauty, seducing immortal;
A litany of rose colour jewels
Surging, softly spreading
Like feathers, trailing your skin
Breaching the passage of hunger...




I lay upon fevered enchantment
Spilled in murmurs, wrapped and trembling
In the worship of your hands,
Tongue and lips
Whispering passion alive
Melting your flesh to quiver...




I taste the wild honey, captured by
Lips that ache with silent cries,
The sleepless dust, a crystalline prism,
Suspended upon dark velvet
Following the ghost of US.......

Woven inside this dream
Are we one...or maybe two?
Colours cannot move! can they?

Although
Here, in this place, now,
They shimmer, vibrations caress your lips...
My breast
Your thigh
Fingertips..
Of breath...

Touching, stroking tenderly
Saturating shades of vibrancy, leap....dancing
Inside of me, moistoned in and, becoming you
Slipping through the slick slide of your skin
Touching mine
Encircling your heart
Pulsing through my veins...

We meld and share the irridescense,
Held in a fingertip brush
Against my thigh
Tangled in your pen's touch,
Quivering
Speaking in tongues
Words I cannot read, but feel upon my tongue...

Touching yours as we drink....
From surfaces of arch and curve
And we thirst more....
As you yearn for my breath to braid yours,
Exhaling against my body, your essence aches
Speaking in colours
Words heat, then cool skin
And...

We listen to the body
Our tongues taste whispered colours
Your rainbow swells beneath the curve of my leg
Entranced, we gaze beyond eyes
Searching for the deep, delicious.
Hungering for the kiss of distance,
Shimmering in the colours of us...


We mirror and reflect...
Are we one, or maybe two?

Beneath the parasol of midnight
Fate unbuttoned my tear-smeared memory
Brushing the vortex of my heart
With the burn of his blaze
Where the vessel of his arms became my wings
Beyond the veil
Between dreams and awakenings
Where  heart-prints press upon the tissue
Of jasmine swirls
Drenched inside the rise of my heartbeat
The breath of his shadow traces
The pale of my reflection
Knowing I have...fallen
Rustled in night breezes
His windswept covenants of
"I love you's"
Echo the whisper-beat of my heart...
A beacon of essence
Where
Love lies gentle,
Where
Shadow dancers paint vivid
The aqua of blue eyes,
The colour of his syllables
Sky-printing the light from the hues of his sacred embrace....

And in the velvet slide of sighs
Time sways, lost,
Inside
Illusions, where no boundaries exist
Where nothing matters
But all the love that hearts' can share;
Inside soft pillow clouds
We dance
He and i ...
In the gentle embrace of forever...
His warmth,
Cradled gently inside my soul,
Etched upon a moon glistened destiny;
Passion's breath
Feeding upon the flames of love's fire,
Burning in the altar of our universe
He has my love
My heart
My soul
And I will love him until time can never find tomorrow...