held exclusive
could it be true,
if that was me
in the midst of you,
your arms wrapped
yet, I in full view,
secure in mutual adoration
crimson and verdant long overdue.
Tag Archives: Care
Touch, Even Without
Droplets soothe
Atop declared property,
Sprinklings offer care, such
Valiant beading seen.
Overwhelms beautifully,
Such devotion
Heals, thank you.
Home
she would guard him
through the night, devoted
and into every storm
knowing she belonged there, too
Exposed
exodus
feather over me
commander
thoroughly
shine auspicious tempest
consume desire
Affection
displayed here
the significance,
you know,
is in the details.
watch her grow,
strength
affects the crimson
upon her petals.
Awareness Sublime
today I walked into the post office.
just inside the door that never locks,
and the silver trim protectively surrounding her,
i saw it.
up against the corner swept weekly,
probably daily in the winter,
almost already behind me,
was a lone white plastic sack.
the contents inside
dwindled down to one cucumber
someone’s summer bounty,
now one of yours,
left, possibly given, presumably abandoned.
I flicked the envelopes into the slot,
turned two keys looking for more requirements,
thankful there wasn’t a spinning combination lock anymore.
somebody take her home, I thought, as I pushed the door open to leave,
and listened as it shut.
If Only I Wait
Grass blades reach towards me
Rain covers my skin
Summer allows for nature’s plea
And finally I’m with him again
With You Is My Where
cotton upon my cheek,
birds in the multiples singing,
dawn’s sunlight hitting my red hair,
and with you is my where
*Sorry for the double post. I just wanted the video to pop up.
Oh, To Play
if there is a puddle
from an afternoon rain,
recently pattered down
to greet us,
do we jump and giggle?
Aye, he chuckles.
then what do we think of those
who choose not
to play?
might they be tense,
foul, controlled, or
too concerned for our liking?
probably, she muses,
but we need them, too.
so I’ll fight for an opportunity
to see their smile
every single day,
while my toes wiggle in the rain
with you.
Ministration in Amber
Singular, posed alone
Verdant stem slim, yet
Rooted beneath in
Survival’s growth,
She clings to her truth,
Unafraid of the world above.
May her amber blossom,
Bright, oh so exposed,
Give the eye of her beholder
Pause
Before they walk on
Capable Radiance
If there ever comes a time
When you think
I don’t take
Great care of myself,
Tell me,
And I’ll prance who I am
Right past you,
Let you watch from a distance.
Over time, the realization
Will settle in, and
I will radiate over your skin.
It’ll be then you’ll understand
Regret.
Just so we’re clear,
I’m okay,
And having someone love me
Completely,
Is a gift I give them
Because I want to,
Not because I need to.
The Touch of Armor
yesterday’s crimson
snow shields with protection
duty or desire
Fondness
tradition beckons
outdoor refreshment piddles
handle her with care
Ready
adroitly groomed, lured
borne, surely waiting
warm breath upon her
a desire to be set free
effortlessly anticipating
where he needs her to be
At Home In Houston
News from Houston, while you patiently wait, has arrived, my friends.
1. I am alive.
2. The flood waters, as of this morning, are not near my home. Other parts of Houston are terribly flooded.
3. We haven’t seen flood waters like this in 500 years. Hurricane season begins June 1st. God help us if these past few months are any indication of what is to come.
Submitting
Rooted underneath pleasantries
Slowly being let in
Knowing what it means
As I sit beneath his limbs
Nestled in closely
My cheek upon his skin
My imagination not willing
To allow me control again
May turning warmer
As afternoons take me within
His presence is trust
Brought to me by the wind
Rain
Shhh, listen
Pattering, pittering
All in a whisper
Rushing, slowing
Confused in duration
However, still wet
Clearing, yet nourishing
Covering, cleansing
As imperfections vanish
If you were persistent rain
And I, in need
I’m Here
Every day
I enter
With the mindset
That I will
Protect you
No matter
How fear appears
Smile freely, my loves
I’m here
Undeserving
Your effort to espy,
Offered in devotion.
As if creating her,
To be yours,
You choose each breath,
Affectionately.
Describing her worth,
Expressing the beauty,
She fails to presume,
However, you prove,
Consistently,
With inevitable care.
She’ll feel you,
Prepare in coy,
Wearing soft lilac,
Freely.
Her hint of blush,
Amplified for you, always.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 