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
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Remember
rouged within her layers
allow your fingers
to wonder in
rose bud center
pink shades of velvet
just as soft as you remember
Safe
Following you, closing in on land
Lipping across azure’s cusp
Wildly proving strength
Sating, deprivation
Upon my fair skin
Freckles glisten
Keeping me
Covered
Safe
Spring Break
Sensual freedom
Full figured came a callin’
Tame the hair, Betty
Wake Me, Winter
Focused on beauty
We must be, I believe
Caught in its trance
And frozen stature.
Naked to the eye
Of the beholder
Full of desire.
To allow fingertips
A pinch
Joining, pressed
As one
Flesh
And frosted branch.
To then
Release
Cold water
Epitomizes you.
Slowly seeping
Down
Waking life
Shivering inside me.
Submersed
From my toes
Up and past my hips
Through my core
Across my chest.
Among my lips
With a hint
Inside my mouth
Nourished.
Then slowly over
My red hair
You cover me
I promise.
I’m completely
Submerged
In thoughts of you.
Proven by,
This tremble
On my fingertips
As water
Consumes.
Protected: She Waits – Excerpt Two
Bundled Expressions
An impossibility bundles,
Upon the edge of love.
Hues of the sea and blushing,
Genuinely expressed.
Crimson and cobalt hidden,
Nothing for the world to see.
The Most
together
warmth of your hand
felt
our fingers weaving
now, one
connection of our eyes
lingering
my body
rising to accept
your lead
following you, slowly
arriving
admiring your shoulders
desire
beyond the doorway
of your bedroom
acceptance
what I look forward to,
the most
Goin’ Down
I wrote of you today,
Adjectives in abundance,
Baby, you amaze me.
And damn,
If I don’t make you look good,
Goin’ down.
A Thousand Moons
So call the encouragement
Of a thousand moons
Celestial tides protect
Impetuous feelings for you
Allow majestic drifts
For February’s swoon
Anticipating, crepuscular light
Even distance desires, a lover’s view
Fantasy
Sonorously felt
Upon my wanton lips
One day, will be your kiss
For now, vaporous, my view
Chances (Loop Poem)
Second chances
Chances she’s willing to take
Take her back, show her love
Love full of trust and guidance
Guidance you offered, intuitively
Intuitively, are the breaths taken
Taken, in the end without you
You are the right man for her
Her, being me, always
Inamorato’s Moon
Moonlight path sparkles,
Guiding my hazel eyes,
Evening winter walks,
By the sea’s side.
Waiting here,
Torture,
Salty air,
Reminds,
Rhythmic waves,
Taunt,
Inamorato’s lullaby.
Moon tries,
Soothing,
But, he’s gone again,
Weary is the traveler,
Who stole my heart.
Dreaming Of You
Aubade’s playbill
Fantasy
Come true
Flirtatious green
Whispered
A mythical view
Flecks exposed
Electricity
How sparks flew
Feathered, appropriately
Crimson
Dusk’s favorite hue
Slivered porthole
Climaxed
Awesome blue
Dramatic sunset
Premiers:
Dreaming Of You
Liquid Gold
Outrageous power
Creates liquid gold
Pooling
Igniting
His daily surprise
Welcome dawn, Darling
Still Here
Compassion
Stillness delivered
Upon colorless strengths
Extort your view
One side: a true reflection
I am neither
Show me how to be both
Brrr! Baby, It’s Cold Outside
Azure captures dawn
Respite’s freezing finale
I really must go
Find me under the blankets
Whisper the holiday back
A Walk Worth Taking
The only task I do not dread
A walk it seems
Provides a clearing, for my head
Whispers of lessons deemed important
Copper tones of yesterday
Found living within my world
Glistening in enormity
My reaction, forlorn
Living nearby among protection
A self induced fantasy
Seemingly overtakes
Crimson delicacies, established
What separates them
Measured, as very little to the eye
Created for a similar purpose
A wild fortress continues to divide
***
At first glance, I let them be
Begin again, walk decisively
Nothing happens without an opening
Allow fate to draw the cause
Turning back
Fuck that, now she’s where she belongs
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 