Togetherness

March 17th, 2011

She comes to place her head upon my chest
I’ll hold her close, our closeness to complete
Her softness and her warmth will be the best
Expressions of her skin; our hearts will beat
Together. Our togetherness will be
Enhanced by how we touch and how we kiss
Beside her, I will feel completely free
To give myself to her, to bring her bliss
Connecting with my lover brings me joy
I feel connected, deep within her soul
I’ll move with any motion she’ll employ
While making love, our love will have control
Espousing one another we will feel
Togetherness we never will conceal.

Perfect Love

March 15th, 2011

I felt the love within your voice tonight
You saved me once again; I’m glad you’re mine
I know that loving you is more than right
It bears the beauty of a Grand Design
I always thought perfection was a myth
Reality was broken, dented, cracked
But once you touched my heart, I knew, forthwith
Your love was the perfection that I lacked
I heard you say, “I love you.” I’m amazed
At everything I felt within your voice
I feel like I’m a blind man, who has gazed
Upon his options, and can see his choice!
My love, did you intend to give me this?
Within the words I heard, I felt a kiss.

Peace

March 14th, 2011

I feel at peace, although she’s far away
I wonder where this peaceful feeling’s from
I’m quiet, though there’s plenty I would say
If she were here; she told me she would come
This peace is like a song I like to hear
That calms me and reminds me of my youth
This peace is also like a subtle tear
Of warmth upon my skin, that feels like truth
With tears and songs I’ve found my thoughts are right
The peace I feel is this:  her gift to me
She doesn’t need to be within my sight
For me to feel her love, for peace to be.
The gifts I bought are simple, next to this
I’ll thank my lover with a simple kiss.

La Petite Mort

March 13th, 2011

Before rebirth. I know a death must come
I’ve seen the change when life collides with death
There are no simple dreams, yet there are some
That feel just like a prototypic breath
The wetness of my infancy is clean
Interpreting the water is my task
I think new life is what this dream may mean
I breathe and cry and then I need to ask:
Is this my life, my death, or something more?
She kisses every tear upon my face
She knows what each empassioned kiss is for
She guides me down to her most sacred place
I move and feel my answer start to come
I know “la petite mort” it’s called by some.

Love’s Connection

March 12th, 2011

Stars are connected to heaven’s great sky
Beauty is also connected to art
Neither will break loose; no, neither will try
These are connected like you to my heart
I am connected to your heart as well
We go together like sunshine and light
Being apart is like darkness and hell
I don’t know why, but together we’re right
Gravity holds all the stars in the sky
Symmetry balances beauty in art
I used to wonder what mattered and why
Now that I have you, I know how to start
Answering questions I often think of
Yes, our connection is centered in love.

A Simple Poem for my Muse

March 12th, 2011

She isn’t far away; she’s in my heart
Connected by emotions that are real
Our bodies may be lonely, far apart
But distance can’t destroy the things we feel
I feel her in the morning, after dreams
My memories engage and fill my mind
Her beauty’s there, within my soul, it seems
I close my eyes, relax, and there I find
The perfect plan for this, the perfect day
We’ll wander through the town, enjoy the sun
But first we’ll let the perfect music play
We’ll listen ’til our perfect morning’s done
I’ll bask within her beauty, then I’ll choose
To write a simple poem for my muse.

Juliet

March 11th, 2011

If she is in Verona, so am I
The sunrise on the ocean is a sign
A day of warmth is dawning; touch the sky
I tell myself to reach for one, divine
Divinity’s the goddess on this beach
The fools refuse to worship; they are blind
She hovers in her heavens, out of reach
Except within the temple of my mind
She calls, “Where art thou?” Where am I, indeed?
Within Verona’s prison I’ve been shut
If she would be my lover, I’d be freed
With grace, my ties to Earth would all be cut.
If you are in Verona, or above
Dear Juliet, I need your blessed love.

I Love You

March 11th, 2011

She felt my pain and knew I needed her
She called me, and I felt her in my heart
My pain receded, and I knew for sure
I needed her; I needed to impart
These words I’d felt so long, but had refrained
Because I thought there’d be a better time
But there are words which should not be contained
Not when such words belong to one, sublime
And you’re sublime; you settled in my soul
I’ve wanted someone; I just want you, now
I like the fact I have no self control
You love me; I don’t need to tell you how
Ten million things we’ll find; they’ll all be new
Ten million reasons I’m in love with you

Her Voice Tonight

March 10th, 2011

Tonight I let my body hear her voice
She penetrated deep into my heart
I let her in my soul; it was my choice
I heard her love, although we were apart
I know there is so much I need to say
But as for now, I only need to hear
She’ll listen to my words another day
Perhaps I’ll wait ’til I can pull her near
Tonight she pulled me near, like tides of dreams
I floated in on waves of ecstasy
I know she talks to others, but it seems
Tonight her voice was only meant for me
And so I listened to her with my soul
And found that I was losing all control!

Three Words

March 8th, 2011

Three words I want to tell her, from my heart
I’ve felt those words as long as I can tell
Don’t think they can’t be there when we’re apart
They’re like a bit of heaven while in hell
I’ve been in hell too long; I want her touch
I want to be her prince, her knight, her man
They say that you can want someone too much
With her, I’m doubtful that I ever can!
I’ve felt her warm compassion, felt her grace
I’ve felt her heart; I want to feel it beat
I want to say three words while face to face
Three million times or more I will repeat
I have three words for only you to hear
I’ll never take them back, they’re yours, my dear!