her faintly blushings
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Tag Archives: Passion
Bathing In You
Waking with a peaceful dawning
Your love stretches across
Allow me to bathe in your glow
All Along
I’ve felt you in my life
Whispered callings I ignored
My past has carried you in my heart
Pocket sized, along sandy shores
Present, and low voiced, there, too
Wooded wisps tending to folklore
Surround, comfort and continue
Our souls connecting without a clue
Continuation of plans, a need explored
Unforced, reveals a vibrant hue
Sighing, as I unfold tomorrow
How do I begin to explain you
Delayed
Windshield wipers, delay
Screeching sounds
Watching rain pour
On a chalkboard
Rain, rain, go away
Life was sunshine
Shimmered on freckled skin
Accepted and forgiven
For a moment one day
Unforseen departure
Awaiting a return, engine vibration
Soothing a voice, whimpered
Preferring her that way
Afraid
Reaching out onto a trail way,
Quietly, she blooms,
Bashful, as always,
Appearing, however, for you.
Rain settling in again today.
Visioning you here, always,
Wandering about her scent,
She carries your tender touch,
As she delicately sways.
Your offer, lingering upon her branch.
Desiring her simple colored hue,
Nature’s best effort shown,
And your sweet yellow delight,
Will she continue here, proving growth?
Or shy away, afraid of the light.
Pleasure
His pleasure to cherish
That’s what he said
Before placing her
Between his heart
And his head
Remember
rouged within her layers
allow your fingers
to wonder in
rose bud center
pink shades of velvet
just as soft as you remember
Undeniable
He’s proficient here
His love was truly undeniable
Allow my body to become water
Hidden Stardust
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
Trust
Love took a muted hue when he left
I believed every word he said
As if spoken to my heart
Trusting him was easy
Now what will I do
Try to explain
I was used
His love
Fake
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( Nonet: 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 Syllable(s) )
No secret that I sometimes require strict rule following to write. My mind is a stubborn place.
But then I found my poem to be so incredibly sad, so I wrote another.
Come witness poetic loyalty
His devotion to my spirit
Not even I can believe
He allows fate to guide
Respite found in me
To my surprise
We can dream
Inside
Safe
Protected: She Waits – Excerpt Two
It Takes Two
He’s pleased with her form
Content with her approach
Happy to shower her, adored
She’s delicate by design
Comfortable with her skin
Waiting to be taken, as his
Together the perfect match
She, his opalescent beauty
He flourishing as he is, naturally
Shapely Chalice
She softly displays,
A shapely chalice of,
Virtuous petals.
Faint freckling,
A bashful exposé,
Yet offering to be,
Rosa-choque.
Content within,
Blazing rays.
Tell Me About Love
Stepping away from the fight,
Only one need, for tonight,
Tell me about love.
Remind me that it lives,
And thrives among,
Moments we’re intolerant of.
Honestly, I’m needing to hear,
Sounds that bring back familiar,
Like the moaning of a guitar,
As long fingers slide through.
Explaining where I’ve left my heart,
And why it should belong to you.
Allow my strength to weaken,
I’ll listen for that voice I know,
One encouraging me to escape,
Whispering me towards a window.
Write of a passionate world where,
Someone chooses to wear a cape.
Paint pictures of your love among,
Flowers, hearts and shadows,
Even a dragon with a red tongue.
Warm me with your skillful hands,
Explore, as only an artist does,
My freckled skin, your nightly canvas.
Freely Submitting
Educated on his surroundings,
Masculinity unfolds daily,
Nothing comprehensible,
Not even in dreams.
Why find comfort in her?
Yet, she welcomes him, completely.
Grasping at the simplicity,
Of a dreamer’s thoughts.
Lacking expectations,
Freely giving of his heart.
Needing more than anything,
To feel the curve of her body.
She welcomes his presence,
Intensity of his desire,
To stay with her, if only for a while.
A sanctuary of his making,
Her devoted heart beating,
To the enormity of his craving.
Pain found upon his face,
She wrapped in his embrace,
A calming force surrounds.
Neither leave or waver,
Unaware of time or space,
For him she waits.
Knowing moments together pass,
Worldly duties, a requirement of fate,
Submitting, aware she’s all he has.
Fleeting bits of peace eagerly evade,
Tears washing sorrowful passions,
As returning again, always questioned.
Ethereal Return
I waited,
For what felt like,
Eternity.
I breathed,
Slowly, in and out,
Anticipating.
I sensed,
Your timely arrival,
Surrounding.
I felt,
Ethereal, as I fell,
Radiant.
I relaxed,
A safe return,
Embraced.
Joined
“Scoot over!”
“Naw, I like this spot.”
“You’re squashing me…”
“Should be getting used to me.”
“I shan’t. ”
“…so you like this place?”
“It’s the best.”
“Better without me?”
“No.”
“I can stay?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You’re warm.”
“Thanks to you…”
Where Magic Begins
Struggles may not end,
But this hike can, my dear.
Among the crisp leaves,
Beyond the swaying moss,
Lives a dream, Love.
One has to believe,
That down there,
Is where the magic begins.
Aurelian Desire
Slipping into monochrome gray
Adorned in aurelian desire
I’ll await your return, always
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 