dancing in the rain
snuggling by the fire.
knowing that with him
there is always that desire.
seeing the seasons change
knowing they all stop
when the end is near
it's always near the top
you stick around to see
what it's all about
you have to make the curtain call
so there is never doubt
these things all have a place
and some take much more time
but i am here to tell you
as you listen to my rhyme
that time is not an enemy
unless you let her play
she'll hold you back tomorrow
with the promise of a new day
Monday, March 4, 2013
Saturday, March 2, 2013
too true to be true
the moment of contact such an amazing difference
the touch and reception giving groundbreaking deliverance
a breath, oh so warm, tracing across the shape of my lips
my hair entwined, and swept though by your blind fingertips
i sit and i ponder if you could just tell
that your touch is something into which i had fell
you stop, pull back oh just a perfect pause
your whisper giving every sensation just cause
a smile, a glance and back into my space
you orbit, just right, such an expert pace
i feel the want and the need to say
things, but i know better i am in your sway
too early? too late? too much? too soon?
life being short i should feel its a boon
to be gifted so open this time we have spent
and not waking tomorrow wishing i had just bent
so i wait and toil until another sun rises
to bring you to me and your endless surprises
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