I give you my mind,
take my thoughts.
I give you my body,
embrace me, inside my arms.
I give you these lips,
take every kiss.
I give you my heart,
I ask you, take my soul.
I give you my life
my love for my wife-to-be,
It's the feeling that won't show
how much you'll never know,
But inside me you will feel
with these gifts you'll know it's real.
Like the bloom of our rose
Our love and beauty it grows
Combined
Two hearts become one
One thought
One touch
One kiss
One love...
Admiration and glory
what a power is thee,
Togetherness
such a splendid capability,
So fine and so divine
2
The Art of Love is a painting of one?s heart
joined with another
The feeling of happiness you get from one?s presence
just that one and no other
The Art of Love is honesty that can only be found
within one?s mind
The Art of Love is kept when the two can combine
The Art of Love is near when the relationship is a test
The Artist of Love has won my heart
And that is you, I must confess
the breath of sunset across our faces
only serves me to love you more
wrapped in a woolen blanket I can sit
and listen to your sigh forever
~
when we are parted I long for you more
your siren song and timeless voice
my dreams fill with visions of the moon
on your lips and stars in our eyes
~
you kiss at my toes and unfaithfully
dance on every shore, you would
tease every stone's heart and poet's pen
but still you are mine
~
your perfume is the only one I long for
nights with you are only set in memory
I love you in your tempestuous rage
I pursue you in your quiet meditation
~
I have drowned in you, my only heart
whispered over your churning tides, the wishes of eternity
and you carry them far within your reaches
so we can sink into your depths together
~
I have lit a fire so you may come to me,
you never fail in your constancy,
I wait for your moods as a lover would, walking
but you wash away any trace that I am ever yours
~
when I die I'll be your salt
I'll dissolve in you all that I am
you are already in my blood, on my lips
you are my only voice and my only look
~
I am your sand, and I too will be
dust at your fingsrs, you only touch to change
you are as endless as my desire
let me die and be forgotten, loving you
3
The touch of your hand
So warm, so gentle, so loving
A kiss from your lips
So soft, so tender, so intoxicating
The look in your eyes
So intense, so hypnotic, so inviting
Swirling, swirling faster
Drowning in a pool that is you
The promise of your love
So unending, so true, so unconditionally perfect
Just a dream?
Perhaps
A figment of my imagination
Only time will tell
Soon I will experience the heat of your love
4
I aimed but could not reach.
I fought but did not win.
I loved, yet lonely I felt.
Every lead and wish pursued,
To empty dreams it turned.
I gave but did not receive.
I touched but did not feel.
I lost but could not find.
Where in heaven could my love be?
Where on earth could your face be seen?
And then suddenly, I found you
When I patiently sought for you deep within.
I saw you in every face in the crowd...
You calmed my stormy weather and fear
As I sailed from loneliness to love.
My puzzles with passion you solved.
My battles with boldness you won.
My defeat to valor you turned.
So glad to escape this misery of the past
To everlasting safety of your love.
5
As mountain springs of sapphire blue..
Whose bottomless depths still time,
With hypnotic rapture
I lose myself in the embrace
Of your eyes.
Windows, soft into your soul,
Momentarily mirror my desire
In expression of your own.
While the universe contracts
Till filled by us alone.
Eternal instants accentuate
The rhythmic pounding in my breast
Of a drumbeat, old as mankind,
Flooding my senses
In awareness of you.
Reality returns, unbidden,
And is reluctantly accepted
By two who, for a moment,
Shared a longing and a vision
That will ne'er be known by most
6
Eyes are the things of this earth
In which for us to see beauty
And all different emotions.
Eyes are the windows of the world
In which I cherish
With all my heart.
Your eyes, blue like the sky
In which i look at
And think of you
Your eyes, brown
That put me under a spell
No words.
7
My Definition of Love
Marinated
With An Open Imagination
'Close your eyes.' He whispers as he spoke softly to his wife.
'Open your mind,' he says to a mate, 'As I explain the happiness of my life.'
He goes on, 'I want you to began imagining yourself in my shoes,
so you have to immediately vanquish all that's bad.'
'For this is the story of the time I've shared
with the person that keeps me glad.'
Imagine yourself in a world where there's
endless passion between you and your better half;
Imagine yourself in a place of pure ecstasy
where there's love, lust filled with joyous laughs.
Imagine yourself in a house built for two, no hate, troublemakers,
and only few problems; (there's going to be some problems, shawty!)
Imagine yourself in the arms of a man
who can work with you and help you solve all of them.
Imagine yourself in a relationship
built on a solid foundation, which earthquakes can't shake;
Imagine yourself in a situation where love's not an option to make.
Imagine yourself in the presence of a person
that moves mountains merely by the sound of their voice;
Imagine yourself in a position of mixed emotions
that include loving and loving more as the choice.
Imagine yourself in a world where
there's endless passion enough to set you free;
Imagine yourself in a place of pure ecstasy where the other lover is me.
'Now.' He says to his love, 'You are my everything,
and for this I dedicate to you an example of My Definition
8
She is my sun
Shining down on me
She is my moon
Glowing for eternity
She is the stars
How I wish upon her
She is my goddess
How I will love her forever
She is the oceans
Flowing so beautifully
She is the rivers
Sparkling so endlessly
She is the part that's
Missing in my life
She is my flower that blooms
And makes everything so right
She is my winter
She is my summer
She's my dream that came true
She is my lover
She is the spirit
That lives inside me
She is the one
Who set my soul free
She is my life
And only her I live for
She is my world
Undeniably, my love continually grows
She is my destiny
My love for her that cannot die
This is our fate
And I know my heart will never lie
She is the one I love
Evermore till the end of time
She is my angel
And this is the way I feel inside
9
The sun comes in my window
gently peeking through.
The warmth of daylight surrounds me
as I think of you.
The chill is leaving the room now
as my feet hit the hardwood floor.
Thoughts of you seem to warm me
even more.
Steam gathers on the mirror
and allows me a place to play.
I carefully write your name on the mirror
each day.
The day rushes past
with all the business it brings.
Yet, always I keep your memory near
for it causes my heart to sing.
The evening comes, once again
I close my eyes to sleep.
I feel your spirit with me
and the love for me you keep.
10
What is desire?
Desire is the wanting,
the needing,
the yearning,
and the feeling for someone that makes you hurt,
someone that makes your heart ache with joy and pain,
both at the same time.
THAT IS desire.
11
Within the hollow of my heart,
the 'knowing' rests patiently.
Yet, the wait wears upon my thought,
and the other world of shallow minds
seeks to weaken the truth.
How safe and warm is the 'knowing'
when our souls and bodies blend in perfection.
Soft words whispered in the light, strengthen the joy of my being
and, in rememberence, taunt me with doubt and fear.
In the humanness of my past, my own worthiness is questioned
and seeks to corrode what is true.
I seek for patience and courage,
to the one whose eyes shine, so gently, upon me...
whose smile I gaze upon adoringly
and whose love bears down into the depth of my being.
So, the wait becomes a test of swords
where the truth seeks to outwit the imagination
in a prayer that the rainbow follows the rain.
I know we are meant to be..to love..to laugh..to cry..to heal
and to relax into each other's arms.
Yet, the wait wears upon my thought
as the other world of shallow minds
seeks to weaken the truth
12
at the very first your eyes touched mine
and we saw each other
my heart fell heavy, my head went numb
I was in a state of utter, euphoric disarray
how could such beauty as hers live
and breathe on this earth?
with just a little smile that
she gave to me in return, my spirit jumped
within me, 'she is here! to love you as
lover, wife, mother, best friend'
they say that the eyes are the
windows to the soul
if it be, then
i have seen paradise in hers
there burning fervently within, unbounding love
a fire in the belly
which greatest ocean cannot quench
whose flames are eternal joy
and warmth of passion unfathomable
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