I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. My words and notions will I hope respond in poetic verse of many genre and style. Come along and please share your ideas and insights. Thank you for your visit.

Posts tagged “kiss

Letting Go 5


a temperate bliss

this quiet summer of love

sweet memory kiss


Scripted Settings


echo sweet desire

inside a dream I’d aspire

kiss in eyes inspire


Then When A Kiss


A breeze is my reminder,

the moment we held one another,

soft moonlight,

all the foreboding romantic

notions aligned

while the world around us,

continued,

we stopped in a moment,

lips pressed,

a silent yet lovely

reminder,

and the winds shifted,

not that frigid arctic,

cause icy pain sort of way,

just a reminder,

time

we were now

alone again

left to wonder

how far,

‘what is this’

a question,

an answer

in a kiss.


Long Ago


I remember my first time,

sitting on the banks of the river,

I wanted to,

she smiled,

I wondered if she knew,

she smiled.

There was this kiss then,

it wrote the book sorta speak,

I suddenly felt what it meant to

ravish beauty,

yet I was still scared,

sitting on the banks of the river,

holding my sweetie in my arms.


A Kiss Is Always …


A reminder,

a soft willow to land my lips upon,

a quiet journey toward breathless resolve.

A kiss

is a sojourn toward her heart,

waiting, sweet reckoning,

an always.


Remember Happiness


Remember when we do find each other’s eyes,

a smile begins,

we don’t wish for the grand prize,

for we each win.

 

Remember it is happiness,

when wondering why,

the essence of this certain bliss,

is often left with a cry.

 

Remember that I love you,

with ever fiber

in my being I search above,

to know the answer.

 

Remember that first kiss,

we nervous as children,

wanted nowhere to miss

the idea of this our sojourn.

 

Each time I hold you in my arms,

the kiss will always, remember.


He Said, She Said More


he would spend his time explaining,

she might smile,

he might wish her eyes were dreaming,

she would let him know.

 

he could wish her happiness,

she would tell him,

he would breathe a deep sigh,

she would love him.

 

A sweet morning sunlight,

skies spectacular in romantic drifts,

streaking clouds,

hands that touch with a certain need.

 

By the rail of the public dock,

he pulled her close,

she let lips caress his,

their hands began a celebration.

 

This was his need,

she did offer love,

he would believe

she could feel loved.

 

Their passion furthered

in the long grass,

a shadowed sunlight

under a naked tree.

 

Here was their kiss,

a long and enduring time,

she did suggest tone,

he followed a direction known.

 

Oh to run fingertips along the fabric of her caress,

inside a world he could desire, perhaps he might know.