And when nights dreams are finished
When sun comes breaking through
My lips will still be famished
For a loving taste of you
When dreaming time has passed it's prime
When sunlight hides it's goal
I raise my head from lonely bed
Reach for my kindred soul
Then with a smile he will return
In veiled attempt to shadow
The morning light that fades the night
As if nothing else much matters
I lie in comfort , earth bound...
As thoughts of midnight fly
Then he'll return to ease that burn
Then kiss awake my eyes.
Life is but a beautiful dream, hmmmmmmmmmm...until romances comes along and sweetps you off your feet and the kisses you wake to will remind you of the ones you tasted upon falling asleep...
I just had to do that, Susan...must be these lips of mine and the imagination you've encouraged.
"Kiss awake my eyes" is just a sumptuous image, my friend.
Love,
Taylor
What can I say? When all my dreams are over, I'll be deader than a door nail. Until then, I'll kiss the lips of Dawn, or Fawn or whatever her name is. ;-)
Sweet.
Ron
Reviewed by Butch Howard (Reader)
Reviewed on January 17, 2007
Such sweet intimacy conveyed through your perfectly flowing rythmic lines Susan! I really like this one and I particularly like the art you chose, done in the tradidion of the Japanese print.
~Butch
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on January 17, 2007
Your romance is classical in its flavor. Perhaps I'm influenced by the picture but this reminds me of oriental love poems. Victor
and in the vapors linger
he watches from afar
wishing he could make her coffee
a wish upon a star....
Sweet and wonderfully wistful is this write you share with us tonight. Thank you. Oh by the way, there was a fiddle and a mandolin at the kitchen and barn party.
Hugs
Fee
Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)
Reviewed on January 16, 2007
Powerfuloy profound..It is so good to see you writing love again..
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This is exquisite Sue!
I hope for Sweet loving dreams everyday for you!
WArmest Blessings and HuGs, Warrior Sheeeooxx
debra
I just had to do that, Susan...must be these lips of mine and the imagination you've encouraged.
"Kiss awake my eyes" is just a sumptuous image, my friend.
Love,
Taylor
Regis
Sweet.
Ron
~Butch
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Love Tinka
Smooth and nicely described...
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
he watches from afar
wishing he could make her coffee
a wish upon a star....
Sweet and wonderfully wistful is this write you share with us tonight. Thank you. Oh by the way, there was a fiddle and a mandolin at the kitchen and barn party.
Hugs
Fee
Michael
I Wish you well..
Sam