Monday, July 18, 2011

Dreams

Dreams

I saw you there. Sitting. hair blowing in the wind.
How long did the moments last? And then you turned and smiled.
Only a moment? But eternal.
Your smile at me showing how you feel.

Dreams

Holding a newborn in one's arms.
How long will it last? Eyes closed. Sleeping tenderly.
Can this last more than a moment? Wishing for it never to end.
I smile and want to hold you forever.

Dreams

Sitting by the fire. Remembering life.
How did it go by so fast? Thinking on almost an eternity of love.
How many more moments do we get? Yes, wishing for it to never end.
I smile and know that I have not wasted my moments dreaming of some future reward.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Her Lips

her lips so soft and expressive moved with his as in a lover's embrace

his body entwined with hers aching for more than this

her tongue danced with his. toying, questing, tasting

his hands holding her tight. touching, feeling, giving

their souls united; bodies as one; giving freely.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

The Years

Time

Endlessly cascading like the water over a waterfall.

Touch

Remembering holding hands, lips touching, a head on shoulder.

Taste

Savoring the first bite of a dinner made for two.

Time

Remembering long years spent with the one you love.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Missing

Sitting, thinking, remembering

Miles apart yet kept in heart
wishing not to be apart

Voice heard in the deep of night
remembered smile, yet out of sight

Reaching out and yet not there
remembering the smell of tousled hair

Memories, they bring back smiles
shortening the many miles.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

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.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

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.