Fall danced away, winter melted away, spring came in and here i 'am still waiting for you.
I been waiting, you been waiting, for us to touch.
I remember the good times when i'd be by the airport watching all the aerospace flying by and day dreaming for the day to come, when our hearts would finally sync in touch with the love of our first kiss.
Midnight stars twinkled bright, while the moon shined into our lives to show us that we're not alone.
One look at the moon for me and you remind me that if we can both gaze up into this ball of light, we will be together far apart but in heart.
I hope soon we can see each other, each day for things to get better.
Shows to go that time goes by so quick beyond our seems and all of a sudden we get splashed with a biohazardess material that intoxicates all of our lives to the point of no return.
Now our world has gone to darkness, but we still have each other because the moon still stands strong and doesn't die without a fight.

The taste on my tongue brings forth feelings of cold creamy goodness.
On a hot summers day, you get sticky fingers and lips as the substance drips down our chins.
Different flavors to chose from...rocky road, mint chocolate chip, cookie dough, Neapolitan ice cream.
Sweet and soft as we share it with our lover, friends, family or dog.
Kids yearn for this sweet joy of a treat that we love to scream for.
Ice cream.

Lavish me in your soft silk fabrics.
Gently brush your fingers against my long wavy hair.
Allow me to close my eyes in the middle of this darkness, while you gently blindfold my sight to unleash the dreams you want me to see.
Cuff my hands to the sides of your bed, and tickle me with your warm candle lit wax as it trickles slowly down my *******.
Whisper to me that i'm your only one, for as submissive i can be to your fair touch.
Send me your warm breath down onto my neck, while you whisper sweet uttering words and nibble on my ear.
Make my skin raise to bumps so that when you first entwine your ****** our souls know that we are always one.
Be my master, or my dom, you are the one to unleash the beast of this wild adventure we call love.
Without you there is no me, and without me there is no you.
Take your leather strap and whip me at last, for the pain is pleasure and to you pleasure is the pain that this raw sanity keeps me tame.

lovers pouring in
traffic ebbs and flows
drowning in this sea
you would never suppose

it all seems like such a waste
one brief life one brief taste
vaporous faces drift on by
float on and upwards
through the wounded sky

oh i remember the caress of time
the crash of the waves
fingers all feathered and divine
glistening oblivion in salty blue caves

and you still look on
from long ago
head full of serpents
heart full of stone

We sit outside during the thunder storm,
bright white lights pass through our seems.
we sit there in silence, hands collapsed warmly in each others laced finger tips.
We give one stare into the depths of our eyes and slowly lean in for what i call a breath of fresh air, one true, loving, deep and mesmerizing kiss.
Feeling your soul as we connect, the soft layer of your wet tongue surpasses my lips with a gentle tickling touch.
Longing to feel you, never wanting to let go, you are the lover of my only dark soul.

you remind me of sunsets and hearths
that stretch on the line
where empyrean touches the earth.

the golden strokes with hints of red hues
blended with purples, crimsons, and daisies
reflect itself from the rhythmic
glowing collision of ocean waves
like sepia photographs.

as the last bright rays
fade into the night,
it rests a promise before it lifts
the blanket of velvet twilight.

from the horizon
you see the heaven articulating its thoughts,
“paradise is not where the sky meets the ocean,
it lies on your presence,”

i stay lost in you for a little longer.

Our story couldn't have been much different than how it turned out.
We were young,
And in love.

When you proposed to me,
I said "yes" in a heartbeat.
Why wouldn't i?
You were practically the most eligible bachelor in school,
With your good looks,
And a seemingly prosperous future.

It took me about an year to come to terms with my feelings for you.
Before that,
We had a namesake friendship.

My friends used to talk about you all the time.
About how charming you were,
How polite in approach.
They were all secretly envious of how you only had eyes for me.
How smitten you were with me.
I didn't realise it back then,
But it was more with the image of you my friends had created that I fell in love with.

When we were together,
I felt invincible.
In your company,
There was a joy unlike anything I had known.

We had our romantic escapades.
We went for strolls,
Walked hand in hand,
Were often lost in the other's eyes.
It was like any love story,
We took each other's breaths in,
Longing for any accidental touch.

You loved me,
You couldn't stress it enough,
And I believed it.
I believed it with every bone in my body.

Until one day you left me.

You didn't inform me of this new arrangement.
You'd rather I be left in dark.

After the seemingly endless anguish I went through,
I received a letter.

In the letter was a painting,
A painting of the years we had spent together.
But the colours you had painted them in were...unfamiliar.

It read how I took your focus off important things.
How I was the source of your incompetence.
How I made you less happy by the day.
How I had lost all that you had once loved about me.
How I had changed.
Changed irrevocably.
How you knew I'd never be enough.
How I was just an infatuation,
Nothing, Nothing more.

to you who i loved, now still do, perhaps soared, although vulnerable;
to you who refines a faint heart into a sweet growing garland,
your name echoes my thoughts and overflows my heart.
now, shall you whisper mine in one’s ear—
then i’ll hear the voice of the ocean
that speaks fairy tales and juvenile dreams.

to you who i love, always have,
perhaps more than a thousand times.
tonight, as silent as the wind passing by,
the night unveils once more, the enemy of anger:
a love that is safely kept in the wonders of the deep forest.
still, who is ire to interfere with two entwined soulmates?

my dear, the confidante of the moon,
i hear the hymn that you gracefully sing.
though love is but a triumph, too pure and fine,
your lips speak to beg; may this love never seek a forlorn goodbye.

but i know, dearest soul—sweet defeats bitter,
and my immortal soul does not age,
but instead, indeed grows love;
a love between us two; that, shall remain.