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. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Posts tagged “The privacy of love

Simple Freedom


When knowing her freedom

is resolute in quiet integrity

is definable in spontaneity

is wonderful to allow natural sigh

is forever intertwined in truth.

 

Though while allowance gave peace

he did respond to certainty

he would revel in her elegance

he might also known the truth, real,

is assurance human condition feels.

 

While life has simple turns and memory

his complication her beauty

the mystique when touch her cheek,

his lips, back of fingertip,

when eyes wet rest upon her soul ,,,

 

Will whisper now freedoms in simple love


In the Privacy of Love


I did once share love,

we found a way to touch a world,

we might never have known,

without trusting each moment,

 

It was when she did let me love her,

and I could, I did, I walked a path

across her quiet elegance,

where gasps and soft breath,

led my fingertips along naked skin,

alive to touch, yearning to be kissed, held,

wanted without any reservation.

 

I do remember the notion of time,

we wondered, we speculated,

a joke of 45 minutes, seemed a measure of

desire and commitment and a passionate travel,

and we did,

we laughed in the hours that followed,

knowing we had explored each other

to such a degree as the physicality

of our reason

had not ever experienced before.

 

We found there in those hours a longing,

we were in each other eyes,

found love, felt forever, an eternal essence,

we found there was truly a spiritual reckoning,

reaching, searching, finding center,

we did,

in the privacy of our love,

we did

find love.