She is the purveyor of all dreams unfinished
the reason for carbons existence in humans
the place of lovers when there is no escaping
a fraction of eternity as it arrives with autumn
it is when I reach to her out of burning need
that I find myself anxious in her impatience
waiting for her spiral locks of liquid flames
to swing wildly over me in the ruby silence
she delves deeply into the impossible journey
while she peels away the fear from my heart
as she contemplates the liquid colors of love
and sequesters the probability of inspiration
her gaze goes beyond cemeteries she passes
as irises of percolated coffee spill into mine
as I react to her dance of gentle undulations
coaxing the sleeping sun from a distant east
Scorpio cries out in the undisturbed woods
and beckons via the urgent pleas to awaken
as her ears point east and west in the dawn
and a smile is a crescent moon in my skies
through the haze of a beautiful vision I see
her face intently filled with insatiable love
obsession and possession orbits my world
hovering over me in a cloud of sapphires
she hunches over with breasts on my chest
pearls suspended over an expansive passion
she begins to kiss my neck in the dim light
the weight of her hands upon my shoulders
as the life in me evolves into a dark ecstasy
that explodes with the rush of heated blood
as I suddenly feel her ivory fangs sink deep
and sleep becomes arousal for the last time
Amor,
Let me first apologize for not reading this sooner! Very sorry.
This is an amazing piece, and I am incredibly honored by your words! You have captured me/my writing more beautifully than I could have imagined. You highlight my passion, my curls, and my connection with nature, and you acknowledge a part of me that not everyone I meet/"know" is willing to acknowledge. I am more often called a liar or looked down upon when sharing that part of myself, so I truly appreciate how you paint that side of me in a natural and positive light. Thank you for this honor, my friend! Love and hugs,
Sheila
A passionate tribute so from the subcinscious mind,nothing less would have done justise to this, hence you had to bring this forth, what a way. I appreciate.
The Matchmaker:
Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage
When Miranda Nolan inherits a house she soon discovers a need to solve the mysteries surrounding the late owner along with resolving the strong attraction she feels for a co-claimant who lost his hearing and faces a world of silence.
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Regis
deservedly, Sheila
Always Vivian
Love ya!
Jane
Peace be with you
William
Let me first apologize for not reading this sooner! Very sorry.
This is an amazing piece, and I am incredibly honored by your words! You have captured me/my writing more beautifully than I could have imagined. You highlight my passion, my curls, and my connection with nature, and you acknowledge a part of me that not everyone I meet/"know" is willing to acknowledge. I am more often called a liar or looked down upon when sharing that part of myself, so I truly appreciate how you paint that side of me in a natural and positive light. Thank you for this honor, my friend! Love and hugs,
Sheila
As usual, brilliant poetry.
Ron