This Love Thing

Wakes me, lets me wonder

All the day left a ponder

Knowing I wander

What It Is We Feel

When we look outside,

the physical landscape,

know the seasons,

understand the dawn,

when we look at the world around us,

we have a reason to wonder where we are.

 

One might suggest it is what we

allow to wander throughout our mind,

what it is

causes me to decide

that she is my central focus, and how

desire steps in silent with a strong arm.

 

Walk inside the world of a dreamer

realize how far we can reach,

what it is we believe, we fantasize, we hope

might be the shelter from this our

constant storm,

this we realize is the key to who we might want to be.

 

Who we are,

what it is,

what we want,

how we wander,

how wish is our dream,

what we feel,

 

how is it why we ever did begin to feel,

to know the love I know for you is real.


~ finding my way, a personal journey ~

for Zelda

A River Dream

woman


~ finding my way, a personal journey ~

for Zelda

Occasional Fantasy

Those moments

when gasps accelerate

the notion of passion that

coveted imagination

allows the mind to travel

inside the fantasy

of sweet alluring desire,

the idea of release,

a wanton wish

to travel inside her world

while she might indeed wrap

her own lips around

his select posture,

the two then lost inside

one another,

gathering storm

whereby the reality of a certain

soul-framing outcome

would match the ache

our hearts feel

when alone.


~ just finding my way, a personal journey ~