You don't have to love me
just because you are
the most woman
I have ever imagined possible
or because your eyes
speak an unknown language
only I can understand
or because your toes
are in need of kissing
or because I can't
stop thinking of you
long enough to sleep.

Those are only my reasons.

Certainly,
you don't have to,
but I would be pleased
if sometime, somewhere,

you did.

  ~mce

On clouds of gold, warm and soft



The sweet breezes bring me back to you.



The scents of times gone by, awake my soul



Transport me back on humming birds wings,



Rainbow flutterings, that carry me to lost times,



Memories, as soft as feathers rain down, and



Awake the reminiscences in my heart,



As gentle as baby breath they flow,



Through me until my soul has melted,



And droplets pour unfettered onto the ground.



Trembling like an autumn leaf in the wind,



The chill of loss and all that is lost, envelops me



Oh my sacred love, adored beyond dreams,



My all, my life, my laughter, come back to me



Dont leave me with no sound in my deaf ears,



No words from your mute lips.

Where the trees stand like sentinels on guard, in the glade,



And the sun pours molten honey, dappling, through their shade,



And the carpet of bluebells claim the sound of our steps,



We come to talk our lives, we made so complex.



We hide in the shadows, our lives lived in guilt,



Trying to end this, before, crimson tears are spilt.



But the hunger of our hearts is not so easily spent,



For the fire of the sun, ignites the feelings lent.



And within the flowers perfume, we get high on our love,



And the sun spills golden amulets from up above,



And then we merge into the blue as a flowing river,



Silent, mute, enchanted, only our bodies now quiver.



And I knew love at that time by the name it was called,



Secrets within, on my hands and knees I would crawl.



For you my silhouette, shadow, my dark secret,



I need to say goodbye before the sun has set.



And tomorrow, if your guilt, should extinguish our desire,



In me you will find the same, no burning embers in the fire.