Lay your head on my heart Feel the beats stop and start My breath flows for you Exhaling pheromones, circling true Wholeness unites us We imagine it thus Our mind pictures blending The feelings we are tending For you I do lust Reach out to me Enjoy the company Feel the warmth of my skin… Continue reading Wholeness
Category: attraction
Rose coloured glasses
I got carried away by our interaction, Thought it was a source of mutual attraction, I got carried away by your seeming caring, Those whispered words and the texts endearing, I imagined ,we shared something special at times, I am sure we did, fleetingly, or maybe I am blind, I knew you had others, Then… Continue reading Rose coloured glasses
Communication
Clouds of passion
Never more alive
You are the symphony Lavish loving orchestra Music resonating to the sky We lay looking at the cosmos I see the ripples from your music Hear,new sounds as the music hits the stars Watch the pinpoints of light sparked Nerve endings raw Never more alive Than in this moment.
Too good to resist
Holding my trust in its fragile packaging Wondering whether to have plenty, or rationing Having faith in myself, to make the right choices Still listening to inward, warning voices I have been hurt, many times before Got to have trust, this time, hurt no more You nurture my needs and understand Being open to… Continue reading Too good to resist
Measure
Can you match me measure for measure Will you be master of my pleasure Can you pull me out of this Web of apathy Save me from from feelings bordering on insanity New love ,new feelings Exciting romance expunge past dealings Trying to trust and believe anew Fragile buds unfurl to view.
Overview
I feel your happiness I feel your pain I share some of life’s refrain Transience I share your problems I divert your mind I walk beside or trail behind Heartstrings I comfort you as best I can I want to heal you that’s the scope I want to be your beacon of hope Sham I… Continue reading Overview
He wants me to join him
He wants me to join him, in his fantasy land Put my trust in him and take his hand I wonder Is his fantasy false or true Would to enter it, be something to rue Is it a world of pain, or a world of pleasure Something to avoid, or maybe treasure Could he please… Continue reading He wants me to join him
Golf
Golf a new sport to try Learn some new skills to satisfy Learn to hit a ball with a club How difficult can it be, unless I hit the scrub Stand relaxed and swing from the hips Practice the move, heck have to be a contortionist Ready to try, they said go to tee Not… Continue reading Golf
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 