Amber and Blue.

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Amber and Blue

When you think of me before I do
When you think of me instead of you
my everything in a world untrue
You are the silver and the gold
The amber and blue
A crescendo of rhythm in my heart unfolds
the little things you do,
is the everything I hold.
From amber and blue
aura everlastingly bold
I can feel love’s brightest glow
Let the the notions of love
be the binding glue
in you i find the beauty
In all that you do
Vibrant and alive..
like amber and blue
I can only cherish the fates that made you mine
A flaming joy in crystalline time
You are the sparkle the starlight sublime
The gravity that holds me close to you.
the beauty of love in the amber and blue

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Lose yourself in crystal blues.

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Can you feel my need in every

word expressed spilling across

paper and nothing less. Poetic beauty

sensual art let me paint desire across

my skin so you may admire my form in

pure sin. Butterfly kisses across hips on

soft skin of finest porcelain, I am lost in need

an internal yearning for your seed. Give into me,

let my fingers roam where kisses trail let me taste

your lips, your tongue, give me the parts

not reached by the sun. Devour me with

Renewed vigour, take me, use me, hold

me tight within your arms….hold me

close become my calm.

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In every perfectly placed letter.

Glaze…show me sweet Eden.

Then I ask you be the gentleman

and make me your lady,

take my slender fingers into yours

lead me through the waltz.

Hold me close as we glide,

be the reason for my smile.

Teach me musics silent beat,

be the furnace to my heat.

You be the gentleman show me the glaze,

make me your lady,

dance me through this maze.

Lost in the atoms of time.

My soul belongs not of this time,

I’m a lost essence, displaced.

I configure humanity through rhyme,

Forgetting the social rules of saving face.

I’m submerged in a reality of mine,

Iron clad armor coated in red lace.

I tell the world I am doing fine…
But I’m lost among the atoms of time,

when men were gentle and ladies fine,

I am rooted, seeing among the deaf and the blind,

I’m lost among the atoms of time.
I long for the hearts of the kind,

When life was filled in the days,

I search for the lights in the mind,

But I find only dark souls gone astray.

I yearn for elegance, petticoats to dine

Covered in flowers and purest white lace

To sit and talk among my very own kind.

But I’m lost among the atoms of time,

when men were gentle and ladies fine,

I am rooted, seeing among the deaf and the blind,

I’m lost among the atoms of time.

Silent sound waves.

Silent soundwaves dancing through

Chaos, grim faces in a poorly lit room.

Voices but a whisper as air sucked into

Lungs, everyone is watching, waiting.

Beyond the curtained veil waits heavy

Hearts and frowning smiles, too many

They’ve seen they know what is to occur,

Ignorance a luxury of the past….It’s in

There broken eyes as we depart through

The maze of crying hearts. Silent sound

Waves weaving a picture of gloom.
Karen Hayward ©2016

(Ultrasound)

It’s the way…

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It’s the way your heart does that whole beating thing that makes me love you.

The way your words tantalize my essence that made me desire you.

It’s the way your soul does the whole kindness thing that makes me respect you.

It’s an unseen force that connects us that makes me fight for you.

And an ancient whisper of recognition that makes me trust in you.

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When I wake

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When I wake from slumber in the twilight

hours I hear still your voice a soft whisper

on my skin.

An echo of need brought out from my dream.

The touch of your fingers stroking my thighs,

the taste of your lips,

the warmth of your body entangled with mine,

skin aglow,

candles flickering in the shadows,

dancing to a song of sin.

Lost moments as passion wins.

Pleasure escaping my lips in a perfect melodious

tune played by your fair fingers.

And I am lost in your eyes, in desires deep sigh.

And I am lost in your lips that devour my essence

on the tip of your tongue.

And I am lost in your spirit that whispers to mine.

And I am lost making love losing all sense of time.

Just us and the stars and a glorious moon

atomized love charged by desire,

defined on the tip of passions fire.

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Lost unto you.

There are moments, senses lost I become

a flurry of chaotic need, a yearning forms within

my core. Desire that transcends the simplicity

of imagination like winters mist circling

my limbs I feel there your fingers.

Tender kisses upon skin, trailing my breastbone

your breath a whisper calling unto desire

lost within your tantalizing thoughts and

teasing truths my senses become a blur

of eruptive forces, lust perches upon my lips,

passion circles my tongue, need tingles within

and I am lost, to you, lost unto you.

And when droplets form…

Thick cloud of mist moves slowly through,

Cold droplets of dew kissing my skin.

Snaking through my soul with bitter fingers.

But alas. The mist shall clear, the sun will shine.