when thoughts; gently burning
across the heaving
evening!
i am much perfectly simple,
thinking of you.
the grand explosion; lights
like a summer firefly!
it is the simplest perfection
of my hunger for you.
so easy, a delicate
thought
within my soul.
that two could met as one
and become more than life!
:: 02-23-2015 ::
Wakened! my eyes,
awakened to you!
to cast off sleep
and behold the angel
next to me!
i should never behold
what my mind
could never believe!
But so! What skin!
like heaven! And
her pout y lips sleeping!
I am less now than before!
to be before my angel.
:: 02-23-2015 ::
wakened! my eyes,
awakened to you!
to cast off sleep
and behold the angel
next to me!
i should never behold
what my mind
could never believe.
But so! What skin,
like heaven! And
her pouty lips sleeping!
I am less now than forever!
to be before my angel.
Oh, i surely fell through
a hole opened by
the heavens!
And she gently sleeps
(and snores) like
any angel!
:: 02-23-2015 ::
twine thou heart
unto mine
speak what love
tis time!
we merrily share
in life
And all of life
just one moment
we cherish
entwined in love!
:: 02-23-2015 ::
What love is without hope?
and nature nurtures
these two! be it winged
or those that walk upon
two; love is by nature
a thing unmatched!
and i died the small death
watching you; walk
toward my heart. I dreamed
the long dream sleeping
until awoken by a touching
softly fluttering butterfly
like your eyes searching my soul.
and then! what space between
lovers like you! and myself
closed upon the seeking lips
confirmed. Love is here,
where we reside, a house of hope
built upon two hearts as one.
:: 02-22-2015 ::
I can see across
the ages
and your smile
always seems so fresh!
a moment in time:
we kissed beneath
the apple tree!
you took the bite (of me)
and i cried:
I shouldn’t have
let you
torture me so sweetly,
an entire world pays our sin.
I could never say
‘no’ to you and you;
a withered reed blowing
in time. but I’m an
“unforgiven” as you are my love
but it’s good,
so good enough to see a world
birthed from this love!
Oh come toward me let’s be;
good enough. So good enough
for all of us, oh, i could
never say ‘no’ to you.
:: 02-22-2015 ::
and if words were
fruit
upon a vine
and sun like wine
i could forever
taste sweet life
and be drunk in love!
and if you ever
met me, i too would write
a greatest prose
describing you:
the glory called Love!
:: 02-21-2015 ::
at times i think
if my skull
were opened
one would find
a beating heart
instead of brain
and within my
chest; a cavity
to fill with hope!
:: 02-21-2015 ::
sweet plush purr
like a squeeze-
box when sleeping!
little kitty making
squeezing songs!
dreaming sleeping
while the day
is so young!
:: 02-21-2015 ::
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