NSFW – Adults Only Please – My goal with this page constantly evolves – there was a time when all I wanted was to pique a woman's interest in the hope we connect through writing, dialogue … today, with all of the wonderful inspiration I've received, my need is to further my respect and intrigue in the sensual nature of 'woman' in all of her grace and elegance. I do hope you might enjoy!

Posts tagged “love

The Rains


Seemed right

to wake

a sudden jolt

and a flash, soft patterns

play a tapestry on my mind.

 

When wishing Nature’s beauty

suddenly transformed

that day we were hidden in love,

the skies protected our surround

while we

in arms

kept safeguard upon our soul.

 

I am listening,

hearing, a sadly alert

sense of time and place,

laying awake

wondering where she might know …

My heartache begins a slow

and deliberate

flood,

Iveant to feel

the rains

leave traces of beauty

reminders in song

stream along my cheeks.


The Pleasure of Touch


That’s what I miss,

when I imagine

skin touching skin,

the energy received inside

the moment

in a surround of her passion,

my fingertips,

her hands,

our skin, our lips, are bodies,

intertwine themselves

in a hurried expression

a sensuality

we both feel now in the imagination

we choose to live by

without the privilege of knowing

a longer sojourn

inside each other’s dreams.

 

It is that touch

reminds me of beauty,

her gasps

my leaps to find her center,

to slowly bring arousal beyond the point where she …

we understand

together,

the element of touch,

is our greatest yearn,

when for now,

we rely upon our intellect

to help us through this

silence.

 

Do as we may,

there is truth in how

our human condition,

may yearn eternally,

once having touched

each other’s soul.


When Words Become Our Burden


I have this love,

I need to talk about it,

so for the listener,

it is a story heard long ago,

experienced like yesterday,

only memory is our recall,

when we all

know the essence of love,

confused within a

burden of words.

 

I wish sometimes,

when I see a sunrise,

I might wonder the beauty,

and let that be all my heart needs

to feel fulfilled,

and yet,

it continues to emanate its energy,

while I remained shuttered,

afraid to let the world inside,

see my tears, my sadness,

my lonely cry out for forgiveness.

 

It is so hard to understand

the end

when we think of all the love

we would share

together in each other’s arms

always knowing then,

there would be another time,

but, a halting word,

the damage is done,

my desires and passions

run beyond the fantasy

turned toward real,

and she needed then to run away.

 

I have a certain sadness in my heart,

I would like to enter the next

life

yet, the callous nature

of selfish pride

still outweighs

the reality of losing her.

For now it is the beauty in her eyes,

the timeless nature of

all we have meant to one another,

for now, in my tears,

I wait for those memories,

I want only to know elegance,

it is the fashion of her sweet wonder,

lets me wander away

hopeful.

 

 


A Wake of Silence


While music playing

set a tone

I listen

the outside places

away from me

the nearby

I wonder about sounds

I worry about certain movements?

I question my own decisions

I need to live with that silence.

 

It is in the early mist of mourning

Still hopeful I wait for a chuckle

though it’s a bit far away

I wonder about their morning

I would begin

how has it begun

is she in the same place

has she moved

further away

I worry about my reach

falling short

with every

new day.

 

I love her I know

there’s no question

in my mind the time

enduring.

In waking the normalcy

of loss

the optimism

I’m encouraged only by memory

wishing my reality

to offer some peace

to let her know

she has touched

my soul.

 

For there is now an immediate love

always means to overshadow the pain.


Lost Days


So many days,

countless hours,

I would wait for her,

wishing, sort of hoping,

wondering if she knew

how much I would

want for the need of

wondering how she

felt that day, today,

every day in her world,

I wanted to know,

to imagine,

to see her elegance,

in its grace,

capture the eyes,

the hearts, minds,

the children’s laughter,

every hour

I wanted her to know

she does touch lives,

in a manner,

much like she did touch

my own,

my heart,

my tears,

my yearning for another

moment in her arms,

a touch,

a soft and predictable kiss,

toward a new journey.

Every day

I wanted her to know.

 

Tonight, I’m only asking,

as much as I know

the answer,

I’m wanting to know.


Love on a Timetable


I used to believe happiness

is forever,

lasting well beyond the moment.

I know today life is a mystery

we are bound to,

solutions are found in love.

I wonder sometimes if eternal

can really mean always,

or are we all simple pawns.

I felt an emotional loss today

while the evening sun

continued its descent on my day.

I believe I am a shell of my life

in the evening silence,

yet fully aware this is all my doing.

I am aware that my life is blessed,

to know love,

is to surely understand sweet elegance.


Words On A Page


Only a couple

word upon a page, my heart

long for her disguise.