as dusk departs and night arrives,
i’m caught up in a mythological moment,
aphrodite falls for apollo, right before my eyes.
indescribable, I know I’d only blow it,
so I sit back with a defeated laugh.
left wondering, where might I find myself a poet,
who could write of a sunset like that?
Sip of honeysuckle
Let it linger
Upon your tongue
Nature’s nourishment
Feast on her
Mmm, as sweet as they come
Seductive in sunshine
Succumbs: no longer hinders
What’s been his all along
You, always
Always, laugh
Laugh with me
Me, when I need to feel
Feel what’s constant
Constant, is you
You take care of me
Me, who loves you
You, my sisters
Sisters who laugh identical
gently encouraged
slowly, she blooms
perfumed in elegance
and only for you
Poetic words between lovers
Simple whisper in the ear
And beautiful scenery shared
Seriously, that’s all that matters
Nothing else compares
Immaculate upon green
Spectacular lack of color
A maiden’s accessories
White’s battle with honor
Framed and locked in purity
We really needn’t bother
Truth? No one will ever believe
Fantasy thrives when discovered
Walk among the land of petal hearts
To deny your imagination
Doesn’t sound like a place to start
Please tell me you see more than just leaves
Layers
Each one
Heightened
To control
The focus
On her
Ignoring is best
But, she’s perfect
rouged within her layers
allow your fingers
to wonder in
rose bud center
pink shades of velvet
just as soft as you remember
He’s proficient here
His love was truly undeniable
Allow my body to become water
With the intent to please them,
her heart focused,
and upon paper.
They sit and wait,
none of them watching,
ill equipped to follow,
even today.
She refuses to point the blame,
content in her own self reflection,
no one innocent.
Cobalt fades to cerulean
Equidistant appears too far
Lapping water and a beacon
Remind me of where you are
Auroral perspective arouses
Intimate moments such as this
Fated, possible second chances
Eos and Helios, Titian bliss
Allow the glow’s collision
To rest upon our skin
This morning’s view didn’t whisper love,
There weren’t romantic signals, in colorful hues,
Left there to guide me,
While pushing through routine.
It was my mind’s song from yesterdays past,
Yes, one by Otis Redding.
Honestly, the song surprised me,
Reminded my broken heart of you,
Yet, encouraged my beliefs regarding true love,
And left me yearning in quiet blue.
If I linger here too long
Allow these yellow beauties
To continue as the butterflies, I see
Multiple and delicate ailerons
Upon my freckled face, fluttering
I’ll end up rolling through them all
Waiting for you to join me
we should climb to the top
take a glimpse of the other side
holding tight, refusing to stop
enlightenment from on high
with an encouraging momentum found
best to start down low
travel slowly just off the ground
breathe deeply, and together we’ll go
Pale blue tableau
Quite peaceful, mellow
Watching her follow him
Incredibly perfect
Inside her, almost vibrating life
Was every sparkle, she had to hide
Bundle of expression, she’d closely kept
Hidden quietly, her undeniable breath
April came again, as it did last year
Every bit of her worry, is still her fear
What glows from within her suffocates
While she considers, what’s no longer at stake
As magenta opens and offers a view
It is he who still sees through
Understands her stardust, and always has
She found here, awaiting his hand
On reflective nights like tonight,
When my love senses yours,
I’m left bashful and afraid.
Ill equipped through distance,
To help heal any pain.
I realize, my words will never be enough,
And only my touch would do.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 