Sweet wisp of salty mist embracing skin so bare as eyes meet and lovers kiss upon the shore right there. Soft shush of a teasing sea, gentle blush of lovers free. Thoughts that wander words that ponder, Twilight dreams Of far of seas and skies of blue…
I once scoffed at the concept of traversing time on love alone, I placed doubt upon my page and delved deep into the human form It’s capabilities and inadequacies. I tore holes in doctrines and ripped apart theories, I battled existence and swept through claims of denial. And now I must take back such outlandish beliefs, For my fingers feel yours and yet my eyes do not see, My heart, metaphorical? No, my heart chakra senses the very beating of your soul, My sacral the very fires of your need and yet, I am still to cherish your touch my lips whisper of lifetimes worth of kisses, Yet still I search the today’s for your taste. I once scoffed at that which I never knew, my path was still unwinding, leading me to you.
I am the speckled fragments of chaos you are the contents of Pandora’s chest I am moon beams dancing at twilight you are my sky, vast, encompassing I am kisses shimmering in darkness You are my night, my knight, my light.
I am the scattered remnants of chaos I am the broken whispers of Pandora I am an ancient constellation of star dust I am the essence from the blade of Zeus We were one, became two, eternity spent searching for you…
I am the moon adorned in white light You are the sky, my infinite love I am the fragrance of scent long forgot You are the essence craved at my core I am an ancient need, ignited in flames you are the source whispering my name.
You are the echo of touch on my skin You are the whispers I hear when I dream. You are the stars leading my way You are home, found high in the skies You are a source ingrained in my soul a whispered memory from an ancient day.
I am the essence on the slide of the blade You are the soul, Zeus split that day. We are star dust travelling through time Searching eternally for the silent signs Now I am found and we look no more, For you are mine.. and I am yours.
It’s wrong, perhaps, wrong to tease
that passion to the surface,
to call it forth with fierce presence
to antagonise it into existence
Primal perhaps, to crave it’s taste
to thirst to drink its essence
to swallow it’s substance
to hunger for its touch
adrenalin fuelled and defiant
carnal need spilling across
rational thought staining
my lust into him, tattooing
my desire into his fingers
as piercing eyes devour
pale skin and lips move to
utter the last words of restraint
slipping them into my waiting
mouth. Wrong, perhaps.
To tease out that adrenalin
with the simplicity of differing
views, to quench passions
voice in soul curling kisses
that reach deep within the
sacral chakra radiating
in explosive waves of need
to hold that power, for a
moment, till senses regained
and energy diverted
passion bleeding out
across forgotten thoughts
and I am pinned beneath
him, seed of energy
claiming yin with
in the primal screams
of a carnal battle of ecstasy.
My dearest, see now how the sun kisses
the ashes of your soul that swim through
the days tide that ebbs and flows searching for home. Alas, you are home,
paradise to an eternal soul, I touch my
fingers to the calm motion of your love
and for a moment I feel your touch. You crossed dimensions to stand at my side,
traversed the oceans on a waning moon to feel the essence of my soul and with every falling ebb I whisper to the far of waves, I miss you. . . for who now will hear of my secrets, who now will understand the macabre laughter of my soul and who now will tell me how to love and just when I think I am alone the tide once more, kisses the shore.
There are oceans between us
to large to comprehend,
Your sun sets as mine begins to rise
and rises as it sets before my eyes.
Eternity is written in those warming
skies, as Shepard’s all decree their delight at this divinely sent sight.
I watch the ticking clock
For no man time will stop
With each tick I am lost
searching for you in every tock.
The ocean kisses my soul
Caresses my soles
in tender thoughts of a lovers role
collecting the last pieces of my
heart you stole,
Such a vast space, yet I feel so whole
and I wonder do you know.
And still time slips through the veil
of glass, grain upon memory they sail
through intimate atoms, no fail,
treading barefoot through a destined trail.
For a brief moment we share time
in a timeless loop of yours and mine.
Darkness shrouds us in our minds
as the last whispers of pink turn to shrine
and our souls traverse till they find
eyes of love from a soul of their kind
And for a brief moment we share time.
New? Me and you in a pocket
universe of atoms,
Not I or he or she or you
Our energies merging
between the aeons
canvases of our
A Technicolor of
gentle strokes of
I’ll paint you
In golden kisses
You’ll paint the
the stars, the moon
and our nights
and together they’ll
become one in a
made for two
beneath another day’s
Recent rains bring
a post cold air
It leaves a dark
shadow across my hip,
an empty white void,
Baby, your hand should be there,
It stains hard across my back
the empty imprint of your torso,
but baby, the space is bare,
It leaves a faint
across naked shoulders
hints of the kisses
The cool breeze weaves
through my hair
as dreams call to me
alone in the night..
… And I tell the cold night breeze
that I want you, I want you there.