Like a break in the clouds On a warm summer’s day Your light bursting forth Warming my heart With storms raging You come with your own My summer storm To clear the air When snows are falling You are the hearth With the fire burning Flames of love that sate The cold north wind Or Antarctic frost Are nothing against The warmth of your smile Even through mist and fog Our souls will always find With the unbreakable cord They...

They weren’t ever supposed to beMore than those three words… I love you They were supposed to remain hidden,Buried in the secrets of our skin,Camouflaged by the furtive touches,Safely shieldedBehind the depth of our stare. But they bubbled to the surface,Penetrated every other time they had been saidIn some platonic peck of affection,And they weren’t just spoken,They spilled from your lipsLike they had weight,A gravity pu...

I still recognize thetimbre and the tone. Hear the sound of her voicedeep inside From her voice in my mindthat one time.Only one time did we speak,share ourselves. Only one time did shepaint my heart with sound. Said my name, and it brought me tears of joy. Said my name,can you understand the thrill? Reaching out into the darkness,'cross the world, Sending echoes of her caringto my ears. Hear her voice and remember it eac...

such a vision of serenityand peacedisguises turmoil roiling deep insidetempestuous characterso hiddenawaiting eruption in sensual ardor the hidden core of desireresponding to a touchof mystic understanding that must comewill come with all the perceptionof the questing comprehensionone can bringwillingness to acknowledgeher truthis mine as well looking down upon her fluent facestroking the downupon the silky cheek enraptur...

May we returnto the place, we've never been? I knew you oncewhen we were young,you must have livedbefore. Yearning for a timewhen youth enveloped me in joy;were you there? It seems you must have beenthough impossible,to be sure.Not yet born. But living,alive,in my yearning for that time. Knowing the pleasures,the moods of sharingthe precious timestogether. Browsing,fingers touching each other,along with the books upon the...

Do we know, can we see, will we feelwhat we've known, what we've seen, what we've felt. At the moments we knew, simply seeing, and feeling,that instant,most precious, the most treasured point in our lives.For so quickly it seemed,all our times were as one, but so short in the paths of the world. Just a minute it took, that was all, then we knew,we could see what we were,we could hope that we'd feel,as we lingered and kept...

"I adore you" The words were spokenheard and acceptedwith gratitude and delight Not always offered aloud in the pasteven when understood within the trust of a heart in need The adoration of a chorus of friends and lovers from lifethat passed sincerely revealed The latestto betenderedthis approbation in wordsas the solace of destined sublimity and jubilantembrace The embrace of certitude and affection Rememberedtruly in th...

My lady is so naivethat she still waves at trainswhenever they pass byjust hoping that the engineersmight seeand someday, perhaps, to make her daythey'll pull the whistleloudlyjust for her. Just for her.So shy is she in normal waysbut they're so far away,that she feels free,so free to bethe funny young girlshe'll always be. She'll never change. She rattles on about her booksthe stories that she reads.So many storiesthat s...

There's a road that's been winding allthe days of our lives In the starlight and sunlightthat has shined from abovelifting both of us up where we see what has been So we're blinking and winking with love's glimpses renewedit was you at some timesat some times it was meWe kept winding aroundpast those roundabout routesas we traveled strange trails,taking lefts and then rights On and on we have stumbledjust we two you and I...

All of our regrets will be goneas soon as we have passed beyond. Beyond the aches, the sorrows,all will pass away. But the love will live,it simply will not die.Is this understood my precious, darling, friends and lovers?Is it understood, please, and thank you,my treasured gems of life and joy,am I not ever so polite? Do you recall the way we walked,the way we talked,the way we cried.The way you walked awayand left me won...

This is true if all else fails,we traveled much we two,within our hearts,between our minds,remembering more, much more,teaching you and reaching memore grandly than we knew.So much has been together,so much has been renewed,smell the moisture, wetness,hear the splashing streets,far and wide we wanderedand we will anew. Both of us, the pair of us,we went where I had been,where we have been was romanceso both of us are true...

Sitting in city squaresin a time of springlike airfilled with fragrant alluring pastimesour worlds mellowedconjoined in friendship so melodic One saw the seductive weaponrythat she had acquired in lifesaw the unobtrusive crossing of lithesome legstentative touch of graceful fingers on the armcoy tilts of a flippant headcasually tossed tresses unfurled  One watched itboth near and afartruly a life scholar's gourmet delight...