Home Is Where . . .

As I closed the door
the sound of its click opened our memories
leaving me to stand in silence
thinking
feeling
the moments when we were
more than the words
that led you to the very door
I can't seem to let go of
the one that led you to the path
from my life

I know it's not possible
but it's almost as if
I can feel a draft as cold
as the emptiness of not having you here
so I imagine
the warmth of never arguing with you
never saying the things
I knew would hurt you

And as I stand here
hand still on the door because I am afraid
of letting it go
I wonder
without hope
if I will hear the knock my heart is begging for
if time
and love
if it ever
really
had a place in our hearts
will allow you to discover a reason
that will lead you back to where you belong
to where your heart is

Simply beautiful . . . and I haven't had a chance to do anything in the class as my business took over another agency. So we tripled our client base and let me tell you, it's been sooooo busy

I thought about making this more about hope but in the end, sometimes we do cry. And sometimes crying heals. But thank you.

Thank you for the compliments . . . now I have a big head.

Thank you everyone . . . I try. Hey 2kids and Ainjel, glad to see you still enjoy my work.

I Cry

I stand
as close as possible
to yesterday
knowing
it was then that I felt alive
hoping
it will comfort me now
through the grieving wind's chill

It is my thoughts
that drag me through
the pain
time and again
and yet
it is those very same thoughts
that fill my soul

I wrap
my arms around myself
wanting to believe
that though you're not here
my hands could never be
as empty as time's churning hands

Maybe
this is why I'm foolishly
dreaming
that you never left
yet you did
and I am here
alone
and that is why
I cry

You're very welcome

A Few Clouds

A few clouds
move
about
around and through
the last vestige of sunlight

It's kind of warm
for an autumn evening
especially since the rain has passed
so there are a thousand things to do
in the city
on a Saturday
but here we are
sitting in the easy quiet
of us alone
feeling the breeze from the open window
there are no words
and none are needed

As the first star
awakens
it seems to struggle to find its way
as a few clouds
move
about
around and through
the evening's beginning light
it's night time
on a Saturday
so there are a thousand things to do
yet here were are
waiting
for the last star
to rise
and the candle to flicker out
as we discover
the beauty of a soft kiss
and the rest of the evening's possibilities
that are there for us to enjoy

Yes

Though
you've yet to touch me
I can feel
your hands
slowly
undressing me
teasing me
as the intentions
in your eyes
weakens my resolve

My heart
is sure
you cannot know
what it is
that you are doing to me
how you
dangerously manipulate my desires
making me believe
in you . . . in us

Damn

You see
I've told myself
that life's impossible
is the softer side
of love
the part
that doesn't hurt
the part
that is gentle
the reason why
fools fall

And this is why
my thoughts beg you
without words
to stop
because this cannot be real
I need you
to please stop making this feel
beautiful
because my body
my soul
my heart
is losing control
and I want to say
yes

This is real poetry. Seriously. This is what I strive yet cannot write. This is what drives me to write more and more. I love this one. Seriously.

Nice

When You Laughed

I watched you
walk away
knowing I would
wonder
where you were going
was I
still with you
in your thoughts
your heart
your soul?

I counted
each step you took
foolishly believing that the next
or the one after that
would be where
you turned around
and came back to me

I wanted to beg you
to stop
and think about our love's first day
our laughter
our conversations
your life's story
and mine
we were happy
or so we seemed to be

I watched you
walk away
knowing I would
wonder
if I would be a part of your
future stories
when you laughed
. . . with someone else

Ladywind7

Killing me softly with his words.
Beautifuly erotic, beautific in love and caring.
One of your best

Thank you so much . . . I'm going to try and start writing again. Hopefully I can continue to get better.

Annierooroo

Wow this made tears fall down my face
Very touching.

That is so deep. I never dreamed I could write something that could affect someone in that way. My ego thanks you . . . seriously thanks you.

I'm actually honored that you would want to keep a copy of this. Yes, please be my guest and put this in your collection. It's an amazing compliment so thank you.

Hidden

I know
your worries
I understand your fears
the hopes of possible tomorrows
and the hurt of yesterday's promises
but now
tonight . . . for this one moment
may I
ask you
to let me discover
what makes you shiver
when you quietly scream
may I
touch
your desires
as if I were an artist
and you
were my instrument
and together
our music
was as sweet as jazz
under the star painted midnight

I won't
whisper
empty words
for there are no lyrics to this song
only
deep breaths
from the gentle strokes
that serve as the reasons for our life forever
so please
exhale
and let go
as I
slowly
erase your doubts
until
your heart feels mine
and our beating rhythm
becomes the improvisation
of two souls
undressing dreams
and finding
treasures
hidden
within inhibitions

That's probably the best compliment I've ever received . . . thank you

Why thank you very much!!

Once again you've created a work of art. Nice one.

I Was Here

There
before the sun
I stand
silhouetted
against the ocean's shore
as if my journey was imprinted
in the sand
by the creator of life
and my prints
are there for the world
to know
I was here

You Close My Eyes

You touch me
slowly
as if you are on a journey
to discover my soul
and I
close my eyes
and await

Shivering
as the gentle easiness of your fingertips
recite each wish
of each star
that interrupts the fading sun's light
and I feel
each star's reflection
within you

I want to dream
I live this moment
tonight
tomorrow
and forever
so that when you close my eyes
and take my breath away
my heart will forever beat to your love's rhythm