When the wind blows,
It curls as it slips past me,
Turning back to caress my cheek,
Tease the curve at the base of my neck,
in the hollow of my collar,
Breathe upon my shoulder,
With a touch so like yours
I hesitate to breathe
And close my eyes.
I feel you.
I feel the warmth of your breath,
The brush of your mouth,
the stroke of your fingertips
lingering it’s seductive fire on my skin,
piercing
into my soul.
The tempest
And the fire within
Are kindled once again
As I feel you there,
Carried
In the ghostly caress of the wind.
I dare not touch the spot
Lest I chase the ghosts away,
But rather let it linger
In ghostly delight
Until the moment fades away,
and I beg the ghosts come back again
And resume their ghostly play.
Inside I sigh,
To find you not there,
And wish with all my life,
You were.
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Ditties: Just a few poems!
The Healer: A spiritual love poem
Obsession: The passion that consumes from a distance
To the Keeper of My Heart: A little note
Hint of a Blush: Remembering when - with a blush
Dream of the Dancer
Absolution: repentance and moving on
Futility: Tell me again why I'm here?...
RagingThe aftermath...
Unknowing: Wondering...
Night's Passing: When it's time to let it go...
Morning Dewdrops
Irreplaceable You
Patterns of Sorrows
Ghosts
My "Fit": A poem for Janet.
Curves: Seeking that Fit
Too Many Hats
Soul's Cry
The Battlefield Within: Insights to the Soul
Tributes to the glory of nature:
Winter's Kiss: The touch of winter
The River
Dawning
Indigo Night
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