whelming-
evening silence
-soothing quelling dwelling

a much quieter song
- moon pulls the tide along
singing of the sea

sun slides down-
the stars align
exactly as they should-
and shine

rest, earth-
breathe deep-
-we sleep.

r ~ 9/27/14

a quiet evening
as i watch the curtains
blown by the winds
whispering
whispering their loud
thoughts
never
never were we
this vulnerable

her magnetic force, compels his closeness
her magnetic force, compels his closeness
ever they've been in love, undeniable are their feelings
ever they've been in love, undeniable are their feelings
undeniable are their feelings, her magnetic force
compels his closeness, ever they've been in love

dreams of unison realized, it's but an embrace away
dreams of unison realized, it's but an embrace away
opportunity knocks at the door, just step through
opportunity knocks at the door, just step through
opportunity knocks at the door, it's but an embrace away
just step through, dreams of unison realized

will they venture to the evermore, all it takes is a risk
will they venture to the evermore, all it takes is a risk
by giving present ties a miss, their love cannot be rebuffed
by giving present ties a miss, their love cannot be rebuffed
all it takes is a risk, by giving present ties a miss
their love cannot be rebuffed, will they venture to the evermore

their love cannot be rebuffed, opportunity knocks at the door
dreams of unison realized, all it takes is a risk
by giving present ties a miss, undeniable are their feelings
her magnetic force, compels his closeness
will they venture to the evermore, ever they've been in love
it's but an embrace away, just step through

Watch him twist, watch him squirm,
Watch him catch the early worm,
See him writhe, see him turn,
He’ll take your soul,
then watch it burn.


© H V Swan

he's a man
confounding
sweet and luscious
says the most
without saying much
breaks me
and goes to sleep
while thinking of her

i was trying to read a book
when you came along and insisted
that I read you instead
you were forceful in your persuasions
insinuating yourself between me
and the page, like a skin clad bookmark
*** in my face and the buzz of your voice
creeping through my head
as you ruffled thoughts and paper alike
to the point of distraction
how could i ignore you?
such a perfect edition and so responsive
beneath my fingers. you are better
than a story in braille
through you i can read of summer fields
the smelled taste of daisies and buttercups
knee-high grass and the heat of the sun
on day-warmed skin; the drowsiness
of a warm room and a comfortable lap
there is nothing better than
curling up on a good book.