Passion’s window opens
To dusk off the water
And you on my lips
Finding sleepy hazel eyes
And fairytales disguised
As moments of mortal bliss
Opportunity, finally recognizing
A crimson vision, in bright lustful color
Grasping at an evening unlike any other
Everything you stand for,
Each word you’ve ever said,
The strength I feel around you,
All the valuable beliefs you’ve expressed,
Only push me to love you more,
Wishing I needed you a little less.
Pristine afternoon
What’s left from a day of fun
Minus one pillow
Pastel painted dawn
Captivating my time
Take me with you
A welcomed distraction
Consumed by a warm breeze
You return to me almost gallantly
Succumbing to that familiar murmur
I’m here
Be still
Relax
Divided by who she is and must be,
Complicated beauty, spinning.
Broken trust, yet willing to thrive,
Found from somewhere deep inside.
Torn between suffocating her color,
And accepting that which brings her life.
A painted essence you can see,
One she’ll deny continously.
You’ll want to rescue her, catch her,
Have the hand she leans towards first.
Know she’s twirling effortlessly,
Used to living sublimely,
Dedicated to using what’s hers,
Independence, her curse.
Each tear, feathered away,
asked not to stay.
Stained streaks of genuine pain,
across this confused face.
Knowing that I’ve cried over you,
another ugly mistake.
Missing you each and every day,
Not a lady does that make…
My quick reminder
A thrill seeking ride sometimes
Refunding allowed
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Hugging a Ginger
Redhead Festival of joy
Shipped here from Mars
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Rarity it seems
Nothing special we all know
Life never the same
How could I not share this important weekend with you?! 🙂 🙂 🙂 Yes, I’m losing it. The first week of school has me dreaming of a reason to celebrate, or how to possibly get out of work early on Friday. Whatever it takes y’all…
Seeking her
Drawn in by color
Jewel toned
Luscious and ample flower
Opening for his need
She releases beautifully
Succumbing to his desire
He drinks what she’s offering
Power draining her reserve
Sitting admiring his handy work
She – easily persuaded
Watching your glow
You’ll emerge, dramatically
Until then, I’ll lay here musing
Wondering the clouds for proof
(I could watch these fingers play all night. Completely, seductive. Man, do I love ZZ Top’s Rough Boy, but this solo is truly something to enjoy. I wrote for hours thinking of these strings being played by talented fingers.)
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Hand on my neck
Tug of my hair
Fantasy whispers
It’s raining out there
We will wake
Finding beauty
In our yesterday
Witness perfection
Through living today
Smile, and begin again
Dreaming of tomorrow’s
Possibilities, waiting in us
You’re the breath I’ve waited to breathe
Coolest of breeze floating across me
Your qualified essence surrounding
Semblance meaning everything
Exhaling into a calm afternoon
Daydreaming of a fantasy adventure
A place where we can be together
Address unknown, and preferred
If even seconds hold me back,
From enjoying your endowment,
Wrap me,
Hold me still,
And provide your power.
Culminating a moment,
We’ll share, forever.
Longing souls are birthed
Usually, through deep desires
Found, living behind a sad heart
Exhausted, from waiting too long
Normally, for what could never be
Before heavy eyes conquer this lady
I humbly confess to remembering
Vivid pictures of our beginning
Slowly teetering on becoming
Time that never was or isn’t
Proving that we don’t exist
My mind, that of a dreamer
Dawn is among us
Exhaling across azure
Without you, I’ll pass
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 