memories of my childhood.
Invites my visions to unfold once more.
My father clutching me against his humble flesh.
The passing of the waves scream speaking in tongues.
Tangerine willows hauntingly dance in the roaring wind.
Two pairs of lonely eyes drawn to the mystical heavens.
Calming fingers tracing the patterns of the cherry red stars.
Gliding like a dragonfly pointing out Pegasus, Big and Little dippers.
Emphasizing on the promising, dependable North star.
With a smile in his voice and a shining wink in his eye.
Whispering true words that will keep me at ease for days coming near.
If ever mislead my princess "he said" follow the the cherry
They will glisten in you ruby eyes and lead back to your castle.
GATHERING AS ONE
touched her soul like mortal sin.
Until her ghostly spirit quivered.
As he glared in her poisonous, green venomous eyes.
Making their true thoughts remain together.
Colorful stained visions occupies these souls desires.
Laying her carefree, fragile body down to make it last.
Removing her tapestry cloak to unveil her flesh.
Blankets of heat warm unspoken passions we share.
At last risking these moments to seal are vows.
Echo's of demanding screams unbuttons ones wishes again.
Sweet sweat dripping from ones pores that bleed tonight.
Spirits within tantalize the weak feeling that has grabbed hold inside.
The light within these eyes photographs desires and hidden connubial
Cold souls gather on this voyage willing to render together as one.
Darkness reflects against the weeping wind.
As two souls are whisked away deep into a world of everlasting love.
Do You Feel
of laughter escape in the breeze.
Making two hearts applaud rapidly.
Sensual moments dazzle ones mind.
Comfort persuades the haul to surrender.
Blood flowing through the journey of time.
Dripping of dew bleeds through these pores.
Bitter sweet juices nourishes my soul.
Pouring blue rain over flows this cup.
Tangled in a web divine.
Shortness of breath races with time.
shall I do? My world is lonely. Where shall I
go? Walk with me . In a distance,as I wander through the
darken night. Dressed in red velvet,covered in jewels and
beads . My black course hair blows in the teasing wind.
The sparkle of my blackish eyes, gaze upon the oceans
shadows . I don't see my reflection or feel my
emotions. My soul has been captured and I'm free.
Difference Between Love and Like.
front of the person you love your heart beats faster
But in front of the person you like you get happy.
front of the person you love winter seems like spring
but in front of the person you like winter is just beautiful winter.
you look into the eyes of the one you love you blush
but if you look into the eyes of the one you like you smile.
front of the person you love you can't say everything on your mind
but in front of the person you like you can.
front of the person you love you tend to get shy
but in front of the person you like you can show your own self.
person you love comes into your mind every 2 minutes
you can't look straight into the eyes of the one you love
but you can always smile into the eyes of the one you like.
the one you love is crying you cry with them
but when the one you like is crying you end up comforting.
feeling of love starts from the eye
And the feeling of like starts from the ear.
if you stop liking a person you used to like, all you need to do is
cover your ears .
But if you try to close your eyes, Love turns into a drop of tear and
remains in your heart forever after.
hustles through the willows only leaving scent of Carmen lingering behind.
Her wine colored eyes foresees only the butterscotch sunset vanishing
within the eve.
Willows blowing helplessly pass her olive flesh only to serenade her
In the distance Trinidad glistens of burgundy light high of wonder.
Destine to hear musical tones from the mystical planets.
Ravens gliding naturally smothering the falling branches hidden in darkness.
The hush from the sea controls every thought displayed in her mind.
Pretending time has no meaning, which she has lost forever.
Wishing only to accept the real pleasures beneath the soil, she walks
The garden fades as the fog dances lightly near the naked passion weeds.
Alone again she stands before the world to see and worships her only
Was that just a vision or is this real?
All these thoughts accept these feelings rocking the past to sleep.
Candle Will Link
To My Longing Page.