playing for you love
i love the violin striking really beautiful haunting music floating upon air crossing oceans dreaming you my flower with the sound whispering golden tunes softly playing everything i would do unwrapping a gift sweetly for you our so
Your Love
For Paul...the one my heart beats for. I delight in your love!
i had a dream
floating across many oceans dropping trails of deep thought upon a star falling wishes landing on beautiful sprinkling on love spell bound upon the dust flowing warm silken soft feelings emotions sweet honey bee caressing inside
A Doyen's love letter.
To illustrate that there is no age limit to pen thoughts of love.
searching paradise
awakening in early hours looking into a night sky in morning hush staring at a smiling moon little lambs bleating echoes carried into the night floating out into the distant air crying sharing my night with you floating over cl
Eyes & Smile
What do we perceive in a female how we view them intially many men always go with the attractive look of a woman being sexy in bodily form but many of us look at different aspects first, give me a woman with soft lips and eyes that will melt your heart and whose words and feelings will make you want to cherish them and love them always.
The Prettiest Eyes
How impressions in childhood set about the standards as we grow older and the preferences we have. I will never forget that little girl her eyes were like green emeralds so deep in colour and bright they just swallowed me up and she had such a quirky little smile, since that day it always makes me think first eyes and smile.
A SONNET
²written to express the hope on new found love in the Autumn of our days
Loves Weakened Heart
Guess we all know within ourselves when it is time to fade away and let others chase loves dream, my own story is portrayed in words I cannot hide from the past it has done me no favours and now I rest my chase. I will pop in from time to time just to pen a few words..best wishes to all.
love my dream
opening inside windows reflections within sharing a beautiful view looking through one naked eye birds singing to a beautiful spring morning sunshine golden glory gleaming one treasure every so sweetly snowdrops touch last of the ha
Dreams!
To thirst for love! Where art thou!
soul sparkled
oh baby thoughts of you sweet honey going crazy in this mind smiling thinking now this world tells a different story but they are both so true opening a little flash vision kissing sweetly you honey beautiful sparkling inside the
angel of love
if you choose in getting to know me now that in itself one challenge in a half well worth the wait our very first time i gave you a sunflower smile dazzling these eyes in your space most beautiful picture began drawing inside
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
lay down up on me girl
It's about making love
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
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
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
one goddess
most beautiful lady
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
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
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
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
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
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 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
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.
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
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
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
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.
Speak to Me
It's one I wrote December 15th 2010 I thought I would share
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
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
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
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
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
A parting thought
think before you say good bye
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
Enough(a sonnet)
I am not the knight in shining armour you dream of but I give you what you need!
Homeward bound.
Having spent two and a half years in the Egyptian desert, I at last could return home to England, hence the poem.
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