POETRY: I MUST TELL YOU THIS

If sensuality were
a subject; an object
then I would reveal it's
substantial form as a
lesson, or a sculpture
to either appetite.
I'd be the driven scholar;
the reveler of art.
But it's neither,
it is you, unexplainably
round your mouth.


2


On that very magical night we met
with all the stars so bright looking down on us
so many thoughts and feelings were running through me,
 I couldn't seem to find just the right words to say towards you,
 I honestly didn't think anyone could make me feel that way,
If this is what they call love - it's beautiful, I hope
in my wildest precious dreams that I never lose you,
I love this feeling that I waited for so long to find out for myself
what people were talking about of true love,
 What a priceless gift anyone could ever have in the world,
who can ask for anything more...




3


I must be dreaming
Or living in a fantasy
I tell you now
If you must enter
Please do so quietly
For this dream
That I am having
Is one so wonderful
That I do not wish for it to end
So please tread carefully
And do not bump my bed
In case this dream
Should crumble and fade
Like a distant memory
In my sleep I pray
That I may sleep forever
In this total state of bliss!




4


My love pours out
As if from a spout
It overwhelms me
And it drowns me
I want to tell you
I want to love you
My heart races
As I do my paces
My heart cries out
My love spreads about
I long for your face
To be my ace
In the game of life
Amidst all its strife
Be my love



5

She is the melodies that course through my veins...
She is the harmony that soothes all of my pain...
She is the words that poetry tries to say...
She is the reason I always feel this way...

She is the reason I sleep so well at night...
She is the reason why I never ever cry...
She is the power that aids me if I?m weak...
She is the angel God sent for me to keep...

She is my soul mate? my lover and my friend...
She is the one love I know will never end...
She is my heart, my soul and my life...
She is the one I hope to make my wife.



6

A lovely girl breathed into me
Her smell, so cool as a summer breeze
And her eyes spoke a language of peace
Understood by no one else but me

She gave love that my heart received
And a gentle kiss right above my cheek
She quickly squeezed my hand at ease
Inviting me to her love supreme

All but love my heart requests
From a gentle source, so real as hers
What I received...a sweet delight
A golden love that leads to life

Eternal love she pledged at last
Unfailing love that flows from the heart
In pain and sorrow I rest assured...
That her love for me will never die