Tag: poetry

Dining On Stars ©

There need not be reason…
brushing against our intertwined silhouettes.

There need not be explanation…
emerging from our feverish lips.

There need not be any afterthoughts…
mingling around our scene of passionate disarray.

There need only be the desire to capture you as you did me…
a graceful shock of electric fervor.

A single glance that shook me to a halt.

With eyes that bright, you must have been dining on stars.

Sweet Disorder

Sweet Disorder

You have brought to me…sweet disorder.
Tucked beneath a whirlwind of welcomed chaos.

You have brought to me…a fire inside.
Ignited each time your eyes brush over my silhouette.
Each time your smile illuminates even the darkest skies.

And sometimes I wonder…if you know that such a striking pleasure captures me, that I exist as a victim of your indefinable allure.

And even amidst the tormenting desire, your touch reminds me that the rose and thorn thrive in their own little universe without explanation, without cares…only with sweet disorder.

Nothing On Me ©

The fierce tides have nothing on me.

Not the choppy waters,
Not the rise and fall of the crushing waves,
Not the deviant currents.

I’d push the tides aside,
I’d calm the feisty ripples,
I’d smooth the waves until they resembled glass,
I’d lasso the rush of the undertow.

If controlling an ocean that separates us is all it takes to be wrapped in your arms tonight…

Then the sea has nothing on me.

To Truly Live

Sometimes you catch yourself in a moment, that really isn’t yours at all. You are there, a witness to something beautiful…a bystander.

A delicate shadow, draped amidst the memories formed by the intertwined emotions  of others. And it can be wonderful. And it can overwhelm you. And it can catapult your mind into a new breed of fresh air you never knew existed.

And if in that very moment the sun sets for the last time…

And the moon shimmers over a sea of serendipity…

And the rain trickles down from the sky, with its only purpose to quench your desire for a life that emits immeasurable passion…

That is when you know that you have truly lived.

Sometimes ©

Sometimes there is no better feeling
than crying yourself to sleep

Sometimes there is no better feeling
than letting the tears wash your face

Sometimes there is no better feeling
than realizing how things could have been

Sometimes there is no better feeling
than having a heart that knew how to love

Sometimes there is no better feeling
than knowing what you had

Sometimes there is no better feeling
than never having to look back

Sometimes there is no better feeling
than crying yourself to death…over a life with no regrets.

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Sacred ©

He reminds me of a maze I want to stay lost in forever
Little surprises at every turn
The faster the second hand swings
The harder I am blown away by the gusts of this wild ride…
And I love it.

I try so hard to hold onto the walls only he has been able to tear down
Taking his time on me
Piece by piece unraveling me…
And I love it.

Sometimes I can’t help but stagger,
Trying to gather myself as his eyes hover over mine.

The brightest eyes I’ve ever known,
Painted over with a subtle hint of grey, it is impossible to look away.

An angelic touch,
His hands trace my body as perfectly as Da Vinci’s brush.

He leaves me tousled
He makes me shine
Every kiss feels like the first
Even his shadow beams…

And I love it.

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Valentine’s Delight

I like Valentine’s Day.

Sure, my romantic breakfast in bed this Valentine’s Day may have consisted of me reaching over and grabbing a handful of chocolates from my night table. And that is fine with me.

And maybe the one who makes my heart smile as of late is across the ocean embracing his own creativity and talents…something I respect, appreciate, and relate to more than I could ever explain. And that is fine with me.

While it’s fun to shower someone with gifts on a day like today, I’ve always felt love and relationships and even Valentine’s Day, are simply about the moments you experience with someone…capturing one another in your private little frame that only the two of you share.

That is the beauty of it. That is what matters most…to me anyway.

Untitled ©

There is nothing that I would not do
I would run across the moon for you
Just to have something I know is true
Resting in your arms.

There was once a time that I had doubt
But you changed my heart and changed my route
You are all that I can’t live without
Now I’m resting in your arms.

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Into Your Arms ©

Chill in the air…

Stilettos guiding me through the middle of the street,
Ignoring the crosswalk…best instinct I ever followed.

Led me into something I never expected…
Into your arms.

A stunning creature that embodies such grace, such beauty…
Purity in the ease of a glance.

In a world of numbered days and shaking doorways,
Change is the force driving me into your arms…
Into your arms.

You mask me with a canopy of all I’ve ever dreamed possible.
Reaching out to something I now know is real.

Set to the motion of a furious passion…
I savor the wings you’ve given the most sacred parts of all that I am.

Enduring a constant craving to surge into our own little universe…
Found in your arms.

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