Monday, August 25, 2014

POETRY: I MUST HAVE MORE

On a day such as this when sunshine begins to rise upon us
And the night-time of enchanting stars leave, for a time faded,
I fumble in the hue of morning, outstretch my hand to touch you
I am taken in by this moment in time with thoughts of just you and me
And the love that willingly seeded itself inside both of us
Bound together, it is a love full of song for one another to nurture
We encircle each other's world through each day's passing
There it can still be found sharing the same existence
within our hearts
Within a halo of unity it gathers all the precious things
only life can bring
As we greet each day, together hand in hand,
bringing with it a soft freshness
Awakening us to find reasons anew
to fall in love all over again and again
As the summer's warm afternoon sun shifts aimlessly among the clouds
The air vividly wisps by our shoulders
with its gentle voice of touch
Singing to you and me, a love song of joy
emitting all the scents of life
Often it is love that helps us
recognize the abundance of compassion that we possess
Bringing forth forgotten feelings
that in time may become lost in a hidden cascade
Reacquainting wisdom to the mind
to open our hearts for the other to find shelter
As the day slowly unfolds all of its passion for life
within one another's eyes
Blossomed, it has become the seed to grow
and become an unconditional love
For it to unfold into our arms
for what is now caring giving loving and needing
The essence of what true love is
in sharing a lifetime with the one who holds your soul
To be awakened with the sun arising
and to gaze at the enchanting stars approaching
To dream and be loved  
be loved and to dream with the other one that is your heart


2


Nothing is ever perfect
Except my love for you

Like a rose it blooms with time
But this feeling is like a flower
That will never die

This flower you can't hold in your hand
But will be forever in your heart


3

Beautiful lad, queen of beauty
You crawled into this lonely heart of mine
With the gentleness of invertebrate crawlers
You reached the delicate spot of my soul

When the world is weak and weary
Of the things that were and never will be
With a sense of purpose and clear vision
You make sure all is within my reach

Slow and steady you walked into me
Taking control of all that was within me
Cloud and moon, sun and stars...
All bear witness to the glory you bring

You lift me up to your lovely chest
And hold me tight to your succulent skin
You never for once let me grow cold
You didn't let grass grow under my feet


4

the tenderness of your lips 
is all I can feel 
in this unknown reality
with my eyes shut 
I ignore the outside world 
and let my spirit fly
our lips embraced 
for what seemed hours 
then it all ended 
my heart was still racing 
but for reasons unknown 
I know that this wasn't just a dream 
but a connection and intertwining 
of our spiritual selves 
and I know only one thing...

...I must have more

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