Saturday, June 29, 2013

His Masterful Lips


 I hold his photo closely so I can see,

A perfect man who belonged to me.


Many times---I stared at---his flawless face,

He was dark and handsome with deep dimples in place.


My soft finger tips traced his full masterful lips,

His lips sent my mind in rotations and with their little nips.


His dimples I filled with kisses,

So long ago my mind reminisces.


Our time eons ago---seemed always in the fall,

Or was it the best of seasons---I can recall.


I remember his blue eyes with lights of green,

He made me feel like a beautiful queen.
                                                                                                     

He braided a crown of purple wildflowers,

I wore them on my head for hours.


Now they are crushed between my Bible’s pages,

I have kept them there---dry and brittle---for ages.


When the fall leaves swirl and flow,

In the cool breezes that blow.


My heart is for a moment sad,

While my mind recalls---what a great love we had.


I still walk through the mountain paths we shared,

And I sit upon the same rock---when your love for me
---you declared.


You loved to feel my face and how soft and smooth
my skin was then,

How you loved my hands and held them tightly---
as if to never let go---again.


So many moonlight kisses---I cannot count,

But I can feel each kiss still---but not the amount.


When you left that day in the early dawn,

We watched a doe feed with her fawn.


And you promised then---leaving meant ---happy returns,

For many years my heart waited---but it finally learns.


You left these mountains alive and well,

And you returned to me in a coffin---just a shell.


Now as I walk slowly to your grave---to sit a spell,

I wish all wars went straight to Hell.


If not the fighting---here you would be,

Sitting with me peacefully under our favorite tree.


But you cannot see or hear me now---anyway,

I will leave the purple wildflowers I brought this day.


Walk slowing into the light my darling---for I will be with you soon,

Then as young lovers we can dance and croon.


Life on earth is just a rehearsal,

It is the spirit world that is universal.


You are waiting for my spirit to rise and greet,

This is a real beginning---when we meet.


Kiss me then my love---and forever more,

It is you that I unashamedly adore.


His masterful lips,

That gave me little nips.


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Friday, June 21, 2013

Lightning Eyes

                   His Jade Eyes

His eyes lit up when I walked into the room,
He took away my non-love gloom.

His lightning jade eyes struck my heart,
Forever making a special mark on my love chart.

His eyes caressed my face and lips,
Heat shattered my body while his eyes slowly took trips.

He walked across the room to me,
I could only stare---but could not see.

Taking my hand in his---was electrifying,
We danced slowly to a sad song that had me crying.

He kissed away the tears on the dance floor,
What else could I endure---but there was more.

We dance every dance as he softly sang to me,
He looked like a pirate---who would take me out to sea.

His dark good looks held me spell-bound,
I could not speak or make a sound.

After the music stopped I stood all alone,
Then reality caused my heart to moan.

I thought he had vanished into thin air,
But he was beckoning me to a chair.

Our chairs were positioned so close---he took my hand so gently,
He began to kiss each finger---slowly his full lips sent chills---intently.

Until---I was sure my heart would take no more,
He stood and walked across the floor and out the door.

What happened? I was in shock,
My heart was heavy as a rock.

It appears from what I am told,
He does this often---he is bold.

But what he did not know---it bothered me none,
Because ----who can understand ---men and their ways of fun.

So I am warned---and now I ready and on a lurk,
I am wearing my meter that will detect---a jerk.

So take your lightning eyes and strike elsewhere,
As I will be unaffected---I swear.



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