Can you admire me so gently
As to flutter my butterflies
Can you kiss me so softly
As to take my breath away
Can you touch me with finesse
So that I open up
And invite you
Inside my fire
To draw you in
And surround you
With all of my love?
Category poetry
Crying Out
Dreams and tears
Visions and valleys
Words and thoughts
Passions and desires
Sorrow and pleasure
Blot the pages of my life
As the well of my tears
Merge them all into one
And still the cry of my heart
The call of my soul cries out
My soul cries out to be heard
Kookaburra
Kookaburra, kookaburra
What do you say to me?
In the morning, dark and cold
You cackle your song at me
Out of slumber, out of sleep
You raise your voice at me
Laughing, mocking while I wake
Wrenching me from my dreams
Undressed
Hidden passions
Revealed
Old inhibitions
Discarded
Captured desires
Released
I stand before you
Undressed
Once in a While
Sometimes
Days are long
And nights never end
Sometimes
The sun is dim
And moon too bright
Sometimes
Light never shines
And darkness descends
Sometimes
I repent
And other times
I forgive
Play Me
Play Me by Neil Diamond
She was morning, and I was night time
I one day woke up
To find her lying beside my bed
I softly said “Come take me”
For I’ve been lonely in need of someone
As though I’d done someone wrong somewhere
But I don’t know where, I don’t know where
Come lately
You are the sun, I am the moon
You are the words, I am the tune
Play me
Song she sang to me
Song she brang to me
Words that rang in me,
Rhyme that sprang from me
Warmed the night, and what was right
Became me
You are the sun, I am the moon
You are the words, I am the tune
Play me
And so it was that I came to travel
Upon a road that was thorned and narrow
Another place, another grace
Would save me
You are the sun, I am the moon
You are the words, I am the tune
Play me
You are the sun, I am the moon
You are the words, I am the tune
Play me……
Flowing River
I manage to stop.
Choking back my tears I smile.
Until I remember.
The river flows again.
Pedestal
I placed him on a pedestal
Because that’s where he needed to be
That’s where he belonged
Until one day he stepped off the pedestal
And disappeared from sight
An unforgettable hero
Leaving broken hearts and footprints
Alone in fading light
Burst Bubbles
Dreams floated away
As one by one they escaped
And as I watched them go
Each delicate membrane
Burst leaving no trace
Of having existed
And all that was
Left was a
Desolate
Space
Woman
Sensuality
Core of woman
Designed for man
Complimenting male’s masculinity
Exquisite female’s femininity
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