Month: December 2016

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

(c) 2016 Michael J. Garland
(c) image Karen Hayward

More of Michael’s amazing poetry can be found on his Google plus page…

https://plus.google.com/+MichaelJamesGarland/posts

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.

Karen Hayward ©2016

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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.

Karen Hayward ©2016

 

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.

 

Karen Hayward ©2016

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.

 

Karen Hayward ©2016

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