Sunday, December 25, 2011
That I'd stop loving you?
You must have forgotten that
Real resides here.
There was never any reason to pretend,
Not that we ever could.
You and I are the truth if there ever was one.
My feet resting in your lap
As we blow our honesty into the summer heat.
Laughing at everyone who knew no better.
Silent conversations held between our eyes,
Because words do us no justice.
No one would ever understand anyway.
Our combination is just as rare as another
I'll be damned trying to teach another
How to release the flow of me
The way you do.
Our passion ran like wildfire.
My hands still tremble at the thought of you.
And my soul still smiles from the mere touch of you.
And only God knows how bad I miss touching you.
How she begged for me.
The way you moaned when you got your first
Taste of me.
Love struck tears could never drown out
Of our love.
And I know you're not supposed to hold on to summer loves...
But our love began five summers ago,
And has occurred every summer since.
Did you really think,
That I'd stop loving you?
Friday, June 17, 2011
Intimate moments that dangle
Between the lines of
Living in the day, and
"I think I could do this forever."
Some may call it an addiction
But baby, I. Can't. Stop.
Thinking about the way you make me feel.
And, God do I love the way you feel, your
Flesh against mine
As if you could get used to this
Between you & I.
And between you & I...
This experience is almost as beautiful as music.
I know it only gets better with time,
But right now...
You and I are creating a masterpiece.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
And the sunrise
I breathe you in
Feel you out
And touch between your lines
To find... everything it is you won't say.
And my god do I want it in the worst way.
With the best of me
I can see you in the depths of me.
And I can see me giving you everything that's left of me.
Drowning in the storms we've created.
Baby girl, if you want love, let's make it.
I know you can feel my legs shaking..
But don't stop until my earth stops quaking
And I lose sense of everything that surrounds me...
Allow me to recreate the definition of you.
Break you down
And show you things unmentionable.
Drench and then drain your embodiment.
Let me show you what it means to have sex with a poet.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
And it was everything I imagined.
No, it was everything I couldn't imagine....
I could never imagine.
It was real.
It was all that is right with the world,
All that is wrong with man kind,
And everything in between.
It was both heaven and hell and I...
Was stuck in purgatory.
It was sunshine & thunderstorms.
It was pleasure.
It was you...
It was me...
It was us.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
I imagine the curiousity in your raised eyebrow.
The heat from the flame behind your eyes as they burn. right. through me.
The feel of your lips on my skin
The taste of your skin on my lips.
I stand close to you and smell the essence of Woman.
Baby you... define Woman.
And I'm positive you were put here to be my woman...
If only I could find you.