Friday, December 23, 2011

Retreat


I loved you, without saying a word.
I let my lips speak with adoration through each kiss I planted on yours.
Give ground. Move around

I loved you, without saying a word.
I let my hands express amity each time I touched your skin.
Move away. Move back. 

I loved you, without saying a word.
I let my eyes fall upon you with devotion each time you came into view.
Recoil. Withdraw.

I loved you, without saying a word. 
I let myself care passionately each time I sensed your desire.
Leave. Flee.


Leaf 'Em Be

The leaves have fallen
                                 d
                                   o
                                     w
                                        n
                                             ..to the cold and stiff ground.
I say, leave them be. They won't stay too long.
Oh, but what a sight they did bring, along with their rustling in the wind.
They were meant to grow, flourish, fall and perish. They did nothing wrong.
They let their presence be known. Some subtly, others loud with color.







Thursday, December 15, 2011

Focus

My ability to focus is somewhat displaced.
Earlier, the clouds up above had my attention; different colors of gray.
"Great." I thought. "Just the way I feel."
I opened my eyes; back to what was real.
Oh, the frustration! Please, please pass me by.
Go away, along with the rain drops outside.
To retreat back to my hot tub of water; next to the glowing flame.
Paradise awaits me there; time to let go of the blame.













Saturday, June 25, 2011

Sore Heart

The start of a new day;sets me apart from the loneliness of any other...
My mind drifts on to places...on to the face..of my lover
So tender and sweet the touch I feel when his hands caress my skin
I'm tired of dying..so, today...I'm gonna start living.

My heart beats slow and takes up speed..
I've not too many breaths left; need to save the rest.
I choose to live...giving in to my sexual needs..

Desires of the heart are hard to ignore.
Blood rushing through my veins,
my heart is sore.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

My ing's.

Wanting. Longing. Waiting.
Friendship. Important.
Intellectual. Stimulating. Void.
Hoping. Praying. Staying. Wondering.
Reading. Writing. Singing. Loving. Helping.
Searching. Smiling.