Feels Like Home

fingers intertwined
my fair skin soft
yours, rough
and perfect.
a robin, skipping
into his early arrival,
chirrs, echoing joy
melodiously across
winter’s pasture.
light wind is crisp,
yet knowingly full
of comfort, as we
strengthen our
protective grip,

Where SHE Needs HIM To Be…


Asked, ” where does SHE need HIM to be?”
my poetry, as of late, offers questioning.
I don’t know, quite honestly,
I suspect, he knows,
believing when she is cared for,
love will feel like a drop of dew,
by a mountain view.
waking a heart from the start,
answering before the questions begin,
functioning on complete trust,
not yesterday’s sins.
HIM will know this heart of hers,
SHE his soulmate,
HIM, the one who understands,
the directions SHE will go, listens.
leading effortlessly, watching ,
with pride,
he already knows,
similar they are inside.
no effort required, mostly,
shouldn’t love be that easy?
HIM and SHE believe in connection
eternity born from fated opportunity.

For Shari, who asked me, “What about where SHE needs HIM to be?” I hope this is a sufficient answer. My first follower, now a dear friend, I adore you. I appreciate you watching over me. Thanks for offering a chance for me to ponder your question.

Special Coupling



Shining simplicity
Popping pleasantly
Exuding exquisiteness
Cherished couple
Innocent illumination
Always attentive
Longing lovers

These two have something special, I think. Look at the way they pop off the green leaves behind them. Carefree, as if together they understand this crazy world a little better, because they have each other. They almost look to be grasping petals, don’t they? I find peace in believing that these two are holding onto each other, actually. Probably clueless to the idea that everyone wants to live life similarly, choosing to believe everyone already does, and we definitely should be. Two flowers perfectly suited for one another and willing to go through hell as one. Love at its finest, it seems. ♥

Love Actually

The last few years
Like a dream
Honestly, Baby
I love that when you’re with me,
You say yes,
To everything
Remember our first movie
I laughed
You wore your boots
John Wayne, Ha!
We didn’t have a clue
I kissed you
When you opted
To shield my eyes
From everything
That cowboy’s demise
A powerful man,
I’d found,
Was suddenly mine
Our walk in the rain
No umbrella in sight
You made jokes about
White t-shirts
I flashed mine
And taunted you,
A bit
Licked my lips
I saw your eyes
Open wide
Thank you
For backing me up
Against that tree
Our eyes
So serious
Your mind
You told me,
It wasn’t easy taking risks
I silenced you with my kiss
Ran my hands through your hair
Pleaded with you
To take me
Right then
Right there
You said no
Much to consider
Not that night, but another
Do you remember
I’m glad we waited
It helped, you know
Taking it slow
The music you chose
Baby, that’s you
Your skin continues to radiate
Keeps my skin tingling
This life we’re leading
Continues beautifully
Thank you for choosing me

Collaboration done with Nitin at ofnewdawns.wordpress.com This is the female’s version of a story between two people in love. To read the man’s perspective, please visit Nitin’s blog.

I enjoy Nitin’s poetry, immensely. He provides a raw, thoughtful and powerful image no matter the subject. Check his poem out and say hello. Thank you, Nitin. This was the most fun!