Rondeau

With not a sigh a tear or care
In gentle arms of midnight dare
Where dreams of wildest breeze elope
Roams twilight’s bless of softly hope
Toward an acquiesce of share

Warm snuggle now in cashmere bare
Suggestive of their sweet affair
A passion dance of thrill devote

With not a sigh

Tho drawn a more attentive pair
His smoulder deep, her raven hair
A love explored of wordly cope
For love there is no antidote
In mingle destiny’s somewhere

With not a sigh

I made a bed for you by my fire
And tended you when you were low
I rubbed your tired shoulders with listen
You massaged my fingers with know

Pas de deux fell the light on our rhythm
As we drew velvet drapes ’cross our view
Cobbled streets of our Paris grew silent
as the dream we created came true

We danced by our fire dressed in tender
Sang songs sweet and low in our head
You touched my heart with your question
and our story we drifted to bed…

So sad the song
that no one hears.
As words of meant
fall on deaf ears.
And hearsay beats
unruly past
for those of mute
with tongue half mast.
I see you now
I’m the canary
remember?
That warns of impending
in fidget dilemma.
The candle is lit
by a woman so strong.
Kudos to you
So sad is the song…

Somewhere between cradle and grave.
Where sway is a true Libran.
Weights are shifted
back and forth
to keep a balance.
And I lost mine.
and tho my stance
tilts
as does a tip toe.
As a ****** walk way
over gushing flow.
Where externals
mimic
an outstretched horizon.
I’ll not be propped.
This is me.
This is me here.
This is me there.
Curious…

We could, you know!
Once more
trip as we did.
To that place
our place.
Where smiles fall from the curls of our corners
as slow motion tickles of delight.
Of stories, sweet as sticky taffy
that taste of far off.
Spices and lingers that whet our whistles.
Let’s spin our globe.
Follow our dreams.
Precious little our wares.
We could, you know…

You..My tangled divine of tender thought.
Deep passions planted as twilight’s homage.
Et al, wrapped bare as Dionysus dream.
Twist we do as sunny side up we are.
And you are, sheltered from the inclement of ever so frosty.
Espalier. Me.

You…Of lush growth, green assured.
and so, cajoled by mindful ****.
A peek-a-boo folly as seasons fortify.
Oh that of my ripe full body, dare, gather me.
Plump select as moonlight crush, in barefoot belly dance.
Age. Me.

You…Fine sup you are of blend mature.
That of cork once popped.
de stilled a few times.
Knows yet, that as me…
Were I to put a label on you.
Well…
You would be a great vintage, with just a whiff of attitude.
Raise. Me.

I pricked my thumb on sunshine
And it bled a bright new day
I ****** my essence through your song
Held you closely to my sway
We 'pinky promised' everything
Rode the spiral to our mind
Brought a stillness to each other
Shook our heads at our choice find
I crept in upon your bed sheets
Dropped my guard in disarray
Looked inwards to our vacant lot
Your feast was my way lay
We bathed naked in the moonlight
Sang thoughtful words of share
I cauterized your bleeding heart
We made love without a care...