Like Wind

With caution I hesitate
To instruct caution to you
As moving forward seems
To be an illusion, yea I think
That’s my conclusion

Grasping for emotional
Comfort, emotional release
And relief, wanting to share
My abundance while
Being cautioned to move
Slowly when emotionally
I’m not sure that’s really me

Cautioned to not feel dejected
Or rejected even emotionally
Objec-ti-fied so supplied
With caution I hesitate
To emotionally consummate
The feelings I could be
Feeling cause my caution
Cannot be gone like the wind

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I Think

I think of you as the sun

Rises and I inhale my first

Breath, thankful to God

That we really met

 

I think of you when the

Evening comes, causing the

Sun to set, thankful for

Memories that I will never forget

 

I think of you when

I close my eyes, able to see

Reflections from gazes

We shared, thankful

For all of the things we’ll

One day dare

 

I think of you, with a

Smile upon my face,

Simply thankful for

God’s good grace

 

I think of you, even

When we’re side by side

Thankful for hope

Of this lasting forever

Lasting always…forever

Life long…more easily

Put…I think of you

 

I think of you.

With…

With just a touch, fluttering feelings

Of glee entirely capture me

With just the slightest feel

My mind reels in wheels of a reality

That’s destined in totality to be real

 

With sentiments of like, I look into

Your eyes, to determine, where our

Truth lies and my insides simply smile

With your sensual kisses, I am

Solely drawn near, nearer to all that’s

Clear, because this is not a fantasy

This is not, could not be surreal

 

With you near, my touches, you’ll

Never be able to shield,

For when close, touching you is

Never enough, inhaling you

Is an intoxication that cannot

Be subdued, because baby

I am so addicted to you

 

My gateway drug, like a feign

Whose hit can’t be quit

With you’d I’d never get sick

Sensations of warmth, glowing

Inwardly out, I have not one doubt

When I submit to words

That SCREAM I want you…simply

Put…please don’t be shook

With you…right here…right now…

With you…is where I want to be

Floating like a Feather

Floating on a cloud this morning,
Light as a feather, bright as the days new sun…
Drifting away in self ecstasy-the pleasure is all me
 
Maybe like an after-shock the gentle kiss
On the cheek is just now affecting me
Maybe his soft caresses on my arm
Or him holding me just right – not too tight
Making me feel warm
 
Floating on a cloud this morning
Light as a feather, bright as the days new sun…
Crazy how this energy connection just begun
Still drifting away in self ecstasy as the pleasure
Is definitely all me
 
Maybe my smiles are letting go
Feeling loose able to be free from
All the others that tried to make a captive of me
Maybe it’s due to his words being so sweet
Or how open he is with me
Maybe it’s just because he is…he
 
Floating on a cloud this morning, light as a feather
Bright as the days new sun
This afternoon brings hours closer to closure
Where drifting away in self ecstasy
Will no longer just be a pleasure all for me

Now that I’m Here

As my mind tries to center, to register focus

flashes of your image appear to me, more clear

than if you’d just been here, but it was me

that was there with you, my imagination wanders

and find you there waiting, in the misty,

late night airs chill, your face lights mine, when I

gaze upon your smile, your reach, your touch,

your kiss all takes me in, and I feel so warm within

because, it’s not a dream, we’re really standing here,

together and the world around me, is simply standing still,

‘cuz nothing even matters now that I’m here

© November 14, 2007

I Can’t…

I can’t begin to even explain

what it is I feel inside, my heart

is simply warm, with all that’s you

inside, with just the thought of even

your name, my heart pounds w/ joy

something major, I’m talking real insane

I can’t help but wonder

if this piece of you, this

little small piece of you, is all

I can ever touch of you, if it’s all

there is for me to have of you…but

I hear your cheer, it’s so sincere

I see you, I touch you, as I grab,

for you, something, pulls back from you

what am I supposed to do with that,

When I’m crazy into you, I reach again

Now harder to touch, I still feel you near,

my heart still warms, with something pure

for you, it’s so true, everything, I promise you,

I hope you can feel, this love I have for you

©October 22, 2007

Truly Be…

As tears fall from my eyes

I can no long lie

The inner being that exist

With, in the conflict I feel is

So surreal but as reality

Sets in there’s no way I can win

What I feel is so real but

This situation I can’t deal

It’s euphoria and pain

It’s like a long dark gloomy

Day of rain

I cannot subject myself to the

Harsh reality of what I’m doing

To me…I find that I am once

Again compromising myself

For, yet, another man

I undoubtedly care but what we

Share is so unfair, this cannot go

On you see, I want you

And I know you want me, but only

When it’s right, so we can really

Truly be…


© October 13, 2007

Thinking of you…

When I think of you …

It’s like the first light

After weeks of dark rain

It’s like the smell of the sweetest

Rose in the beginning of spring

It’s like the perfect view of

The sun setting along the coast

When I think of you…

It’s like the 1st time I opened

My eyes and saw you smile

It’s like the warmth felt from

A 1st kiss

It’s like the butterflies that

Grace the deep blue skies

When I think of you…

It’s like the tingles you get

When you discover true love

It’s like waking up to find

All your dreams have come true

This is just what it’s like every time

I’m thinking of you…

© Oct. 2, 2007

Hooking up, the NOT knowing

Why when we meet a guy do we potentially think, MARRIAGE?

Why when we meet a guy do we hope and pray that he wants what WE WANT?

Why when we meet a guy do we think that he will be different from the NEXT?

Why do we live in such IMAGINARY WORLDS?

Realms, of unknown, treasures untold, that some-times NEVER UNFOLD?

Why does a phone call mean so much?

Why does him thinking enough to send an email with a simple hello, and a kind gesture, make us Getty with nothing but pleasure?

So happy thinking, ho he really likes me…

Why does a phone call mean so much more when it doesn’t occur?

How does the not knowing his thoughts, his feelings,

Whether he wants what we want, put so much doubt and fear in our minds?

The uncertainty of Why does not knowing fight so hardly against our hopes and dreams of having a man for no one else, a man that’s just for me?

Why is hooking up, ultimately the NOT KNOWING?

© July 14th, 2005

Devine Interventions 7:11

Our First Date

So many thoughts, so many joys

So many stories untold, so much destined to unfold,

What’s second nature to me, is so foreign to thee

Yet admittedly twice you have had to succeed,

My impulse is to hold hands but the body language

Does allow my advance

So I smile within and move on right behind you,

Our first experience, not quite satisfied but never the less

Excited to be sitting, side by side, excited to be sitting so near to you

As expressed with gratitude, appreciation is returned

How uncommon to me, to share such intimacy

By not being under…the sheets of this paper

Hold so little of what is felt, and

So much of what is thought

How do I give t you back what you’ve already given me

You see your friendship with me if that’s all we’re destined to be

Will still ultimately make me expressively happy

© July 14th, 2005

Devine Interventions 7:11