*By Dee
Deborah Brooks*
**My colors fade into the night
as my dreams of you unfold,
with hues of passion, a red so bright
paint a beautiful world for me**
*Painting into all shades of passion
The work of art that your face bestows
On a canvass that has been left blank
Awaiting your arrival, by happen-stance?*
**There is a moment when I look at you
and I am left speechless
my tongue breaks, then fire races under my skin
I tremble…grow pale,
for I am dying of such love, or so it seems to me**
*As you tremble in silence, I look at embers in your eyes
Sparkling with a love so divine
Does your tongue need to form words?
When your fire singes my soul, lighting it*
**Silently you take me in your arms
our lips meet and our eyes close
I feel the shuddering of your breath
and the throbbing of your heart against mine….
we know nothing but the thunder of our veins….
tidal waves sweep us out into a sea of infinite oblivion**
*Sailing over the tidal waves as we move along
With each stroke of the oar
I ride each trough and crest writing a new song
A part of you and a part of me
Consigned forever…to the annals of history
Are we reaching the shores of heaven
Blissful, unmindful of past or present…*
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 1:49 AM UTC
*By Dee
Deborah Brooks*
**My colors fade into the night
as my dreams of you unfold,
with hues of passion, a red so bright
paint a beautiful world for me**
*Painting into all shades of passion
The work of art that your face bestows
On a canvass that has been left blank
Awaiting your arrival, by happen-stance?*
**There is a moment when I look at you
and I am left speechless
my tongue breaks, then fire races under my skin
I tremble…grow pale,
for I am dying of such love, or so it seems to me**
*As you tremble in silence, I look at embers in your eyes
Sparkling with a love so divine
Does your tongue need to form words?
When your fire singes my soul, lighting it*
**Silently you take me in your arms
our lips meet and our eyes close
I feel the shuddering of your breath
and the throbbing of your heart against mine….
we know nothing but the thunder of our veins….
tidal waves sweep us out into a sea of infinite oblivion**
*Sailing over the tidal waves as we move along
With each stroke of the oar
I ride each trough and crest writing a new song
A part of you and a part of me
Consigned forever…to the annals of history
Are we reaching the shores of heaven
Blissful, unmindful of past or present…*
Love, romance, collaboration...for our upcoming book. For the readers pleasure, we have alternated stanzas for this write :)
