Gifts of the Goddess

Laying there, she beckons
hair in disarray
body reclined
sensual and beckoning

holding, touching, feeling
What does a kiss say?
what does a touch impart?
giving and loving

Sleep, is it eternal?
bodies spent in pleasure
fingers trailing over skin
Gifts of the Goddess.

For her

Skin
So soft
Lips so exciting

Body so inviting
So wondrous
Smile

She

She draws me like a moth to the flame,
her eyes the fire, the light, that beckons me to come.

Dark, alluring, calling.

Her lips are soft. Her hair framing her face.
Then She smiles. The call of the Goddess.

Light, calling, beckoning.

The glow of her face in the moonlight.
inviting me to be with her. For time.

Calling, giving, Dawn.

Moonlight

Light skin, glistening in the moonlight.
Body moving, slow and sensually.

Real life forgotten at least for a moment.
air almost still yet warming... comforting...

Stress fading, becoming but a bad dream.
Wanting new life and so much more.

Fire lighting the night, moon now set.
Laying in the sand, so warm and safe.

Dreams of the Goddess, giving her hand.
taking it and moving on again.

After seeing a lovely picture of a friend.

Eyes, intense and clear.
Drawing Me deeper.
Face, questioning.
Eyes, drawing me again.
Lips set.
What had they said?
Hands framing
fists clenched.
Why? But the eyes.
Clear, intense, yes the eyes.

Shepherd?

The Lord is no shepherd, he ignores my needs.
He maketh me to lie down in foul waters:
He provides no still waters.
He plagues my soul:
He commands I be righteous for His name' sake.

Yea, though I walk thru the valley of shadow and death,
I fear for he is not with me.
He leaves me and prepares a table for my enemies.
He annoints my head with my own blood; my cup is empty.

Surely travail shall follow me all the days of my life
for you shut the door of your house against me.

Healing the hurt

Whimpering
Dreams bringing pain
Holding
Strong hands protecting
Tears
Wetting a shoulder
Fears
Slowly dissipating
Father
Just a name
Papa
Protecting always

A tear slowly trails down his cheek
How can a father have caused so much hurt?
He holds her until the sobs cease
Lays her head back on her pillow
Kisses her cheek
Whispers sweet dreams
And silently fades into the night