What Good Is A Day?

What good is a daywithout the sun?stunningblindinghealthful and bright What good is a daywithout laughter?A gigglea snortsoulful and rich What good is a daywithout a love like yours?Passionatetenderlustful and complete What good is a daywithout you?kindsincerebeautiful and mine

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She was not beautifulShe did not shinewith youth and splendortaught and supplewithout flawHe thought she was resplendent She was not elegantShe did not walkwith her head held highsweeping the floorsophisticated and sureHe thought she was grace She was not funnyShe did not possessa quick wita boundless sense of humoralways reserved and cautiousShe never failed to... Continue Reading →

The Sounds of You

The sound ofyour breathagainst my skingentle and cleanblows acrossmy ear The sound ofyour beardagainst my skinrough and raspyscreams acrossmy ear The sound ofyour skinagainst my skintender and smoothslide acrossmy ear The sound ofyour heartagainst my skinhealthy and strongbeats againstmy ear The sound ofyour soulpure and trueloving and wholeis music tomy ear

Their Song

I singI sing a song of frecklesof blue eyesand green I singI sing a song of struggleof successand growth I singI sing a song of talentof intelligenceand compassion I singI sing a song of themof their heartstheir mindsand souls

Summertime Squandered

If I could go backto days of sunshinewith glittering streamsof light thru trembling leavessparkling upon blades of green Surely I wouldlie in the sunbask in the gloryfeel the heatof golden rays of yesterday I would never againsquander my timewallowing away my daystrapped in my headhiding away from the world The beauty of fallis no surrogatefor... Continue Reading →

Winter Morning

A blanket of whitesuspended in thin airclinging toall in its pathembracing a worldof peridot and emeralds Crisp air stingthe face and handsburning a reminderof the season at handinto the mindand body of all A stream of lightbreaks through the gloomamber and puregracing Mother Earthwith a touch of warmthsetting her soul afire

Last Lines (a poetry prompt)

Sun of summer on my skinbeautiful and mineis music to my earsetting her soul afireThe colors of this worldNo! I can't sit stillwhile princesses pinea new line rolls inhearth and home;everything He ever wanted

Rollercoaster

Our love is a roller-coaster twisting turning tossing me to and fro pressing me against you heart in my throat terrifying exhilarating freeing me I fall again

My Senses

Your whispers… They hang from my hears Your touch… It wraps my heart Your smell… It sticks to my skin Your love… It envelops my soul

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