Love Note #56 – Let it flow

I had been seeing your pic so long. The eyes and then the lips.The lips and then the eyes.There is a storm brewing inside me.Subsuming me into it.Converging my identity and desire,my dreams and passions,my path and yours. It’s hard to explain,even harder to control,when the hearts have vowed.It’s a crossroadof our true affection.No matter

Love Note #26

❤️Undress me in your mind,acknowledge me in your desire.Give me hope to walkto you with senses shut,to find you in your full moon.Feel you not through my skin,or my heartSee you not through my eyesor in my dreams.But be one inside of you,see the world as your eyes,be the skin to your touch,the beat to

Pain One (A suicidal insight)

The night with its ember studded stars shows but not reveals the baggage alongside. Filled with remorse I have come to drop it offshore The ebbing seas dragging to come in Holding but the sand lets loose and there it goes to come again to claw the smithereens but the sand slippery more than before

Love in wait

And you blessed with diamond eyes shimmer with modesty on my naïve gaze A sly glance to my moves Diffident but earnest you talk out loud checking sporadically were you able to seek my gaze. As your modesty so mine I resist the temptation to see your eyes And another chance passes with them left

GOODBYE

Sing a song for me what you wrote for me a line of love of how much you need me and of times of togetherness But not from the lips that can’t hide eye’s pity. The pain that’s eating me the bed knows it but gives warmth Though all know the end I don’t need

Face-off

Eyes laden with love Heavy lashes confine them like the dark night the ecstasy and guilt of desires. A little jostling with right phrases make way to the heart. There in the deep abode dark angels burn in face-off with Holy writ. At long last the fantasies of wishful wears down the will unabashed lashes

EYES IN LOVE – The day I met my wife

She liked me She didn’t say it But I knew she liked me Her eyes glittered A diamond on the corner A little moist, A little bright Fluttering timidly The mascara sparkled As the quivering eyelid Told I am wanted I lend forth my hand Wishing she holds it this time My hand still in