The chill of the wind blows with a heavy heart tonight
I try to shutter it out yet it still leaks through
Ashes from the fireplace scattered amongst the floor
Alone again with moisten eyes
Yet I am not ready to say goodnight
The night eyes want to tell more
As I listen there's nothing new
Just a memory of a kiss goodbye
So I crop the grass make it neat
There's no need for water my tears
Provide plenty
I can hear you chuckle when I try to rise
But if rather fall forward to you
Then be upright alone trying to dodge
Life

With a little glance that quick peek
Our eyes lock together as you strolled by
As your turn around face smile
Your Cupid arrows brought me to my knees
Your flowing hair sculpt your face
In an instant I'm in an altered state
Devoid of time and space
Whispering to me "kiss me" I obey
Not knowing my fate
As your soothing fingers wrap around
Every inch of me
And the pressure builds to extacsy
That wicked sound of the alarm clock .....

The peril of writing poetry
Is not only to release your thoughts
But not let your thoughts put in peril
The words you write

A tear drops down the redden cheek
That salty taste that invades the lips
Are bitter sweet the mind wanders
The body grows weak
The memories of the voice talk in unison
To decipher them seems exhausting
Each left a scar with words spoken
Time to salve the wounds start the healing
This blender of life stirs emotions
Some are of a succulent taste
Others are bitter in need of sweetening
But all need love to soothe the commotions

There are million words
Without sentences
There are a thousand sentences
Without meaning
Within those sentences are
Commas and periods
All ending in question marks

It seems so long ago
Yet just a whip of time
When your tounge browsed
Around my lips
You did that to tease me
To weaken me to a puppet state
The only thing I can do
Is hold your hips and let those seductive eyes and sensual breath
freeze me
And with a smile and a coaxing nod
Are bodies entwine
All the oohs and Ahhs provide passion
As I take another sip

I can see now the burden I imposed on you
Your sunken eyes pay tribute to the damage
I've done
I never knew my selfish cruel reasoning
Would wilt a beautiful flower to nothing
If the tears I've found could water your roots
Let them gently flow bring you back to life
But the coldness of my words have frozen you
As you seek a warm and true flow
I always needed something special in my life
One to complement me on this journey
But the child in me has yet to grow up
So my beautiful flower will plant her roots
In another's garden