Captain of my heart, the sea rolls
as the sand sifts through the glass.
It cease, yet sustains to stay afloat
as we are back and forth. We tug,
pull, and push our energies into being.
I pierce deep into the hourglass, but
not a crack in view. Our sands flow as
the waves; the rushing rivers.  In my
longing I await for your capture. Mount
my body as the ship on the mantle.
Love is yielding ,yet unyielding when
strong. When the storm rages for days
so long.

My dearest captain; do steer,
sail, float among my shore. Drop your
anchor that has made you idle in time
without the passion of mine. Together
we shall soar high, sail smoothly if
captured in love's net. I do the honors of
the hooked fish. Do search for me? Taste
my love when found. And you shall loose
yourself unto my capture; there releasing
the hold on our time. For it is of the essence,
swiftly moving silently under our breath.

I hold my position until a  yea or nah beckons...
There we shall meet our passion as a spark
sprung among the blazes. As you temp me
to loose myself unto your summon. I shall...
For true love is held captive in the heart.
It holds its own, so tenderly kind. You see my
Captain darling, at any given moment; I shall
set you free. If this, you wish for us.

Therefore, our love shall not be in capsule anymore
to river. The glass will shatter; releasing the sands
to be dispersed on earth. Who can find one particle?
You shall be free. However, I shall await for the winds
to stir us together. Then can we capture once more
our sands of love in the hourglass of time. Then we
shall fill it up and over. Our  love full of capacity,
unwavering, and steady as you and I.

By Jessica Hughes aka JHpoetry
All Rights Reserved By Author  ©2009-2010  

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I am mesmerized by you.  
As days turn to months and months to years.
Your persistent love for me and I for you follows.  
A friendship turned into love that sparked a passion from a flame.
It burns eternal in my dwellings.
I have no crown; you placed laurels upon my head,
crowning you the muse of me.
The goddesses of Zeus worked magic within
my mind, and zapped my fingers with a magic wand.
The rivers have flowed ever since.
I am obsessed in your everlasting springtime.  
This is a beautiful crazy if any one behold thee.
We compliment each other.
We know our thoughts, and how to  
create the perfect work of us.
I ponder a contemplation  if I ever loss your precious gift.
Time would be a waste.
A meaningless mirage of existence.
My meditation is focused on our love, passion and obsession.  
Forever we shall be entwined as lovers in rhapsody.
The muse of me.

JHpoetry