every detail accepted
stored inside eternity
beauty, one moment
then on to the next
it’s what you do
tracing over exquisite
vibrant hues
and loving how she feels
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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
Just Starting Out
innately, he plans
all but a sliver of life
choosing to grow, gain strength
watching him
simply my pleasure
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.
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
Whisperings
My mind, what will I do?
He’s all I think about,
And nothing I had planned.
He’s water glossing over my skin,
And the comfort of the wind.
The smell of summer,
Yet, cool mountain air.
Allow him my heart,
I sigh, do I even dare?
He’s the sound of bullfrogs,
Late at night, while I dream.
Perfect words and lovely pitch,
And he whispers just for me.
Forever
Relax into accepting
Love lives within you
Feel true devotion, finally
And know it will continue
Recreation
Determination
Sailors prepare every sail
Leave Monday behind
Love Me
Begging to be plucked
Loves me, he loves me not
While we’re here
I’ll give it a shot
But before I start
I’ve stopped
Petals remind me of him
A bit too much, a lot
Instead, I lay down
And wish away my want
Lady In Waiting
Slope of her body
Smooth arch of topography
Covet what is yours
Leave The Lights On
He always turned the lights on early,
Even before the sun went down,
Hoping she’d be thirsty,
And show up, in his part of town.
Gazing at stars, she made it look easy,
Stealing them one by one, for him.
He, never witnessing a star in the sky,
Was destined to look, in her eyes for them.
Timing
she works
to expose
what remains
hidden.
at a pace
where life
thrives, and
she trusts.
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.
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
Aurora’s Visit
Aurora whispered this morning
As golden water developed
Within a sunrise
Every moment is a blessing
She encouraged with her glow
Thankful for the wink, felt
Shining across fair skin
As a pelican soared by
Sealing my radiance, her gift
Salty air takes ownership of red hair
A curl wraps around my nose
And I inhale hope
Flutters of joy
Upon my breasts
While Aurora releases me
Back into reality, sensing
My desire to shine
Lapping of the gulf’s waves
Felt by both she and I
Pleasure
His pleasure to cherish
That’s what he said
Before placing her
Between his heart
And his head
Wrapped
Wrapped
Protectively
Because it feels nice
Against you
Focused
Invested focus
Afternoon air reminds me
Childhood full of dreams
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 