Spartacus2012 Poetry (404)

My woman
is fiery passion
caliente amor...

Mi mujer
the northern star
in darkened sky...

She is
a crystal goblet
gathering heavens lluvio..

Complete am I...

She is
the other half
of who I am...

When I feel
like running
her words calm me...

Wrapping me
in silky warmth
of cocoon...

Safe am I...

I will kiss
the rosy petals
of her lips...

Just
to taste
honey wine...

When true love
comes your way
it arrives as a whisper
instead of mighty shout...

Happy am I
smile on my face
I love her
more each day...

To be loved
by someone
you love
is everything...

Come midnight
Venus and Mars,
in inky sky
sprinkled with stars...

They pick a star
to make a fan
dancing in the air
just because they can..

On top of toadstool
upon second glance,
in clothing of flower petals,
I saw fairies dance...

Then out on lake
still hard to believe,
the fairies danced
upon boats of leaves...

Now the moon is out
the sun is gone,
the fairies will dance
until break of dawn...

Mi Amor Jocelyn,

The other night, I dreamed of you,
the heavens thundered
and your face appeared
from within birthing clouds...

I cannot wait to marry you,
it will be the start
of a lifelong passionate dream,
that I never awake from...

I slept last night
wishing sunbeams find you,
with all your fears behind you
dream a little dream of me...

I miss you so much,
that I may drag you out,
of my slumber dream
and hold you for real...

I will dream of you tonight,
tomorrow and the rest of my life,
there is no other place I'd rather be
than in my room dreaming of you...

You see Mi Amor, eternity is forever...Forever with you is a dream come true...You are my midday sun, my light that overcomes the darkness...In my dreams you are mine....The future is ours because we believe in our dreams...I will marry you mi vida..Te amo mucho...

No one understood
what my heart
was searching for...

No one could tell
what my soul
really needed...

Only God knew
my seeking
my desires...

He created her
her soul
her flesh...

He created her
beautiful rose
just for me...

I will protect
her from
burning sun...

Keep her warm
in the cold
nights to come...

With her
I will dance
in the rain...

I desire
to learn
her body...

I wish
to make
a map
of it...

East
to west
north
to south..

All
valleys
between...

World
of forests
pools
and roads...

Almond color
skin
red lips...

Midnight path
silky black
hair...

She is
my female
genie...

My every
wish
fulfilled..

I tell her
our love
was written
in the stars...

It just took time,
to read the maps
written in our hearts
to bring us together...

I often wonder
if those who made you
were common thieves
stealing the stars

Placing the light
in your eyes,
the stars shine brightest
within our eyes...

I walk the clouds
whatever I want,
stars light up the night
only her eyes light my heart...

You see my Jocelyn,
all of the stars are
are totally eclipsed
by the light in your eyes...

She is the girl
in the gym,
our eyes glance and meet,
she flashes a smile
my heart goes into denial...

I want to tell her
my happiness is gone,
I walk this world
as a lost soul,
an eternal loner...

I dream to the stars
praying each day
it will be better
than the last day...
Will she listen?

I want to tell her
I am tired of running
and being out of breath
my happiness is gone
as I walk in this world...

I mend a broken heart
my heart bleeds,
asleep in pool of blood,
nightmares up my spine,
I bleed dry...

How does one know
what love looks like?
what color are its eyes?
I see love everyday...

It looks like
the roses and chocolates
my love sent to me
through the mail today...

Its eyes are dark eyes,
two small pools,
the calm waters of sunset
when the moon smiles upon the sea...

What does it feel like?
it feels like her dark soft skin
after she rubs perfumed lotion
all over her spanish arms...

What is its hair like?
it is long black hair
spreading about in perfect segments
falling like the night rain...

What does it smell like?
it smells of sweet green apples,
so sweet one can almost taste
the lovely orchard of her body...

What is loves name?
it is one I utter again and again,
it means love and kindness
it is the name, Jocelyn...

For the man asked her,
"why would you want to be,
with a modern leper like me?"
a man who lives with HIV...

Hyenas howl at his gate,
above the vultures sail,
they bleed the man dry
his very heart they impale...

His sad eyes hide the silent rage,
somehow the arrow shot him,
an archer killer on the rampage,
the prince of all plagues...

The man told her,
just because he had HIV,
does not really mean
that she could never be close to he...

Today it does not mean,
he would get AIDS and die,
if someone told her differently
just a foregone conclusion, even a lie...

For she accepted the man,
a sought after love she could not resist,
she loved him and realized
HIV is not contracted by a mere kiss...

I love you,
mi princesa,
much like Henry V111
Should have loved Catherine of Aragon...

I will never forsake you
or betray you
as he did to she,
for one day you will bare a son...

God is on our side
not just the pope,
there will be no divorce
no Anne Boleyn...

We are secure in our wants
we declare,"we are."
between roses I am born
with you I am alive...

You will not be forgotten
as you grow old,
adorned in silken thread and gold
you will forever be my queen...

Good bye old friend,
seems I have much to say,
now that you are gone
we won't meet for tea today...

I told you to walk
I told you to run,
Much did we discuss
the Jesus was the chosen One...

You always denied
that God does exist,
many times I cried
and at you I shook my fist...

Now that you are gone
to the energy of the afterlife,
like an old remembered song
you defined all the strife...

But you were a good friend
always a phone call away,
you would lend your last dollar
to the last hour you would stay...

Thank you old friend,
wish i could say much more,
you were loyal to the bitter end
what more could a friend ask for...