Romance
Inspired by the many wonderful and funny people that make CS what it is a conglomerate of opinions and observations...we are all looking for romance and love.
Amor!
The Fantasy of love!
Her Midnight Prayer
just what it says....
THE HALF MOON AND THE STARS
it's about a beautiful smile
who ever said it..
sums it for me.
heart beats for two
An empty glass and a thousand little lies, time stands still, we go past her. We breathe, but not in deep breaths, on our lips just a silent scream. A cold wind and dying dragonflies, the frost, he collects all the flowers. The spring wanted
I'm nobody ! Who are you ?
I'm nobody ! Who are you ? Are you nobody , too ? Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell ! They'd banish us , you know. How dreary to be somebody ! How public , like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog !
Without you.
Just a love letter.
PERFECT
My life is a poem without an ending, but it will end in perfection with you by my side....
Maybe........
Maybe sometimes I'm just too blind to see the real things in life Maybe I'm too deep in my sump the surrounds of fear and panic me Maybe I was on my search for True Happiness just so ... away from happiness Maybe I have misjudged my stre
If I can't
If I am blind my heart will still see. all I need now A new start If I am deaf my heart still will hear, what I need to know I hear it quite clear. If for some reason I have no thought My heart always knows what thou has wrought
a dream gift
sweetheart would love tucking you in at night as the curtains begin falling behind mirrors sparkling smiles happy love magically last thoughts enchanting bluebells ringing silently carried chimes softly whispering a gentle warm gold
never in Vain
If you are very sad and lonely and you all too much, yes, it's too exhausting. If your soul is crying with grief and pain and from every fiber bleed your heart. If your vision, blurred by tears, not even in thought, can you mention the word * lu
becarefull
If you open a Human heart, then you have also taken responsibility for this heart. If you do not want to take this responsibility, then prefer to forgo the adventure with this Human and let his heart closed! Never touch a heart, if you're not
Homeward bound.
Having spent two and a half years in the Egyptian desert, I at last could return home to England, hence the poem.
Enough(a sonnet)
I am not the knight in shining armour you dream of but I give you what you need!
What you dont know
Theres always something you dont know about the one you so love. For that I think that we, should thank the One above. As long as there are things the we dont know the road never ends new places to go. The things that we share together e
A parting thought
think before you say good bye
scar
to let a whole world of great beauty slip away not catching the outstretched hand makes no sense inside this mind how dreams meant so little became tainted outside normal reality power inside love will tear down great mountains ro
breathless whispers
each breath baited becomes breathless when consumed by another you dance into the soul baby like a summer waltzing warm breeze golden begins shining smiles beaming hot sprinkling sugar icing every word sweetly for you chocolate kis
crazy frog of love
i am darling as i enter the craziest thing that's ever happened in your life flashing stars dazzling a universe landing on you beautiful inside your mind sparkles shines a soul that rises the spirit flying wings of an eagle spann
Love me
Don't taste my lips unless it's my lips you are kissing don't pretend i am the one you are missing don't press them against mine then pull away with a half distant smile. Don't grip my hair between your fingers unless it's me you want closer
Before you Judge
Before you want to judge me or my life, put on my shoes and walk my way through run the streets, mountains and valleys, feel the grief experience the pain and the joy. go through the years I went, stumbling over every stone about which I stumble
Speak to Me
It's one I wrote December 15th 2010 I thought I would share
The Poet & Her Muse
The Poet & Her Muse The poet stands before the muse. She's talking of love. But the muse isn't hungry for love. He wants to devour her. He eats her knees, her toes, her breasts, her eyes & spits out her words.
Tango of Two Hearts
Tango of Two Hearts I offer this dance a lark of passion & my desire echoing depths of your longing lapping singing teasing your tongue against pink velvet your hands exploration of secrets shaded within these garden
Like a Rose
I know i am repeating myself, just want any girls reading this to know that i didn't write these love and/or romance poems about anyone, that is why they just say "she" or "her," and not anyone's name, though i do hope to find someone special soon
Beauty that Shines
Same here, not about anyone, although i wish i could say it was about my girl, but i don't have one so yeah, i would love to have someone to call my own and to brag about with these poems and give me inspiration to write more about her
Eyes of the Ocean
again like the last one, not about a particular person, just wish i had someone in my life that i could express myself like this too.
Our First Christmas the end
As I turn to face Michael, I reach down and grab as much snow as my hand will hold. I run towards him both hands held high. My arms surround his head and the back of his neck is now a receptacle for my revenge. He tumbled backwards, taking me down
Our First Christmas_Part 2 (short story)
The rug in front of the fire felt soft and warm under my feet. Some Christmas seasonal bunk was on television with the sound down low; the voice of the announcer melting into the crackling logs in the inglenook. The only light to the room other th
Our First Christmas_Part 1 (short story)
Our First Christmas Lying in bed caught between slumber and silence, fresh white linen and oversized pillows. I remember today is Thursday. My new husband will be home for the next four days. I can't wait. I haven't seen Michael for almost two
Poet to Poet-4/27/14
Poet to Poet-4/27/14 Journal Entry Reawakened fears/ Waiting for the house of cards to fall/ Poet, No one rescues us at night. No last-min
Am I?
Am I? Your mouth was dry... Am I that wine? Am I sweet enough, deep enough? Your soul was searching... Am I that light? Am I strong enough, sweet enough, deep enough? Your hips were reaching... Am I that g
a touching treasure
a spirit gasps swimming passion your mere presence flowing golden each breath inside desires breathtaking looking upon one treasure the soul dances awestruck by beauty dazzling reflections shine within these eyes whispering ever
Thunder Crashing
Thunder Crashing She opens her eyes, slowly... He is still there, fine, proud, erect. Outside, thunder crashes in the sky, She can feel it's calling, & is not afraid to reach out and take his hand guiding him to soft corners la
one goddess
most beautiful lady
angel landing
Rising waves blue circling your air breathing out speechless fading breath lost love whispers Silently to ones soul what a dream to awake beside love rises inside golden sunshine touching in soft morning sheen Glimme
smiling happy wishes
Sweet breathtaking gasps she was born under a pink soft moon amazing beautiful touching upon the softest clouds A blushing angel landing rejoicing choirs chants rolling out one cotton carpet inside the heart opening up s
My date is coming today
My dearest kin..... in a few hours I am going to experience the most important and anticipated defining moment of my life.... I am on a date with a sweet Princess.... oh my where is my presents and my lucky unwashed underwear
lay down up on me girl
It's about making love
spring love
awakening spring lambs bleating frolicking they play snowdrops bowing as daffodils yawn every star in the sky looks upon you winking shooting wishes gazing back drop dead gorgeous love looking through the windows a keyhole of inne