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Kiss the Pearls

Tears of pearls fall from my eyes,
kiss them now before they dry.

Message my soul with worlds of love,
bring forth the tides with flocks of dove.

Caress my body with hands so strong,
lift me gently as if to prolong....

This feeling of passion to sweep my soul,
rest now with thee as in times of old.

The hunger grows as the pearls dry up,
building a climax no one dare interrup.

The trail of kisses you gently placed, stay with me now and will
be fondly graced.

Tears of pearls fall from my eyes, tears of happiness I keep inside.

Memory of Touch

Deep within my soul you planted a seed,
growing into thoughts.
The lingering effect resulting in dreams.
Nights becoming the imaginary passions of need.

Memories of gently hands stroking my hair,
lifting a fallen curl.

The sudden intake of breath as your skin
touches mine.
The faint aroma of your cologne
heightening my senses,
only to wake.

You've lost me

When you look around the room,
When you look at the emptiness,
When you feel the sadness,
You've lost me

When I tried to remind you to stop and take a breath,
And when I tried to make you pay attentiion,
And when I no longer smiled,
You've lost me.

When I cried myself to sleep,
When I listened to the rush of the waves
beckon me to come and I turned away,
You've lost me.

When you are no longer excited by my voice,
When you no longer compliment me on my work,
When you take me for granted,
When you no longer care,
You've lost me.

Deep Within

Deep within me rests love, only to be tapped.
A hunger that emanates throughout my being.
The subtle whisper of a possibility.
A hint of what touch could be.
Passions readied, waiting to be explored.
Personification of being one of two.
The lingering smile of finality.

The Visit

The ocean called, I heard my name,
I replied with happiness and without any pain.
You asked me to come and meet you dear,
You asked me to come and I did without any fear.
I saw you standing, wating for me,
a look of surprise and a look of glee.

You took my hand and carried my bag,
Kissing me on each cheek that me me feel glad.

Now the memories of my visit are like seasons of time.
Ones you will remember, ones that are simply devine.

Is It Possible?

Is it possible for a man to love a woman unconditionally?
Is it possible for a man to become over whelmed with the
desire at the mere presence of her walking into a room?

Is it possible that a light of love will glow with simply one?
Is it possible that a friendship is the foundation of love or
the needed ingredient for the continuance?

Is it possible in this day and age, both will remain as one, working together to insure togetherness?
Is it possible when each say, "I love you" they mean it?
Is it possible life is just a series of happenings to
provide levity of self?
Is it possible?

Levity of Love

Lay beside me, hold me close, do not move or breathe.
Let me remember this moment in time, the music,
the candles, and the enchanting wine.

We walked on the beach as the moon crept up,
lost in thoughts that we dare not disrupt.

Silence was the gift he gave, for his hands and eyes
truly conveyed.......

His intentions were true, his needs were met, but in the
end I have no regrets.

For truth of word he gave to me, something I will keep beside the empty wine glass.

For the love of a friend

I will hold you hand when you are sad,
I will hold your hand as you walk alone.
I will stand beside you when you need my strength.
I will honour and guide you through all your grief.
I will keep my world and be with you, as your friend from across the blue.
And when the time has come to part, I will not allow that to happen to each of our hearts.
For as the rose blooms daily true, my friendship will last your whole life through.

Where My Heart Belongs

Gently you tug at my heart,
pulling me back within your arms.

Caressing sounds of old lay at m y feet.
Moisture begins to bead on my lips.
Anticipating your needs and mine.
Only to be dried by the winds of night.

I hold you tight within me, trying to fill the urgency of your sight,
your smell, your touch, and your thrilling delights.

You are so close yet so far, I extend my hand as if to touch you.

Waves of your essence envelope me,
providing a light that beckons.

Touching me ever so gently with ......
........where my heart belongs.

In life we are all effected by some romantic moment or situation or simply a fleeting thought. I have compiled a small collection of these emotions for your pleasure.

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