SlowlyCounting the minutes The time slides by Slowly, love, Until we're reunitedSlowly
The clock ticks And the memories feed My desire for you And keep me going
Counting the minutes The time slides by Slowly, love, Until we're reunited
Endless hours
Waiting and wanting To see you again To hear you breathe To feel your touch And kiss you lips
Counting the minutes The time slides by Slowly, love, Until we're reunited Slowly, love, Until we're together again.
Sonnet VIIWhat angel this that stands before me now, With gossamer wings cerulean tipped? My outstretched arms enfold with welcome vow "No more shal your emotions leave you whipped And raw with pain drenched tears. Entrust to me The burdens carried deep in heavy heart; The healing start, the tortured soul set free To soar and be the angel that thou art." With love impart upon theee, angel mine, The means, in time, to shed the fear of past; To love the present and for future pine. Outstretch thine wings and take to flight at last! For I have offered you the means to breakSonnet VII
Sonnet VIIIMy eyes have taken pictures of your face And fingers read the patterns of your skin. I've memorized the lines; do not erase The poetry that is contained therein. My lips have tasted sweetly of your kiss; Your lips a satin kissed by morning dew So tender warm and giving one to bliss, That leave me yearning for those moments few When arms enfold and tenderly embrace. Electric tingles from your skin, my skin, To dance and play and make sensation race, Across my heart and soul to want again. The feel of flesh on flesh, of love, of smiles Transcends the bound'ries broughSonnet VIII
Sonnet VIThe longing that I feel when not with you So great it pulls upon emotions mine To leave me options naught but see it through And hope that it is all returned in time. I try to show you every thing I feel For you is not a simple passing phase To fall beneath the father's turning wheel And disappear into the past gone days. Desire strong as this cannot be false; For never have I felt something so true That leaves me without breath and quickned pulse. There is nothing on Earth I would not do. For you, my dear, this moment I'd not miss When tender lips reward me with aSonnet VI
The Point of Infectiona shadow\'s saliva that i sipped chameleon clothes for caressing pillows whisper guessing ghostsThe Point of Infection
a modest fee for equality learning the limits of nerves and lives in a gaudy but respectable cloak
a skin tattered enough for you a clue like a finger pressing against lips familiar and false yet strangled
to dip my quill into your poison and forge my face in total adoration of your style for a mere moment
with no finer sickness than truth
Meh
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But of all sadness this was sad --
A woman's arms tried to shield
The head of a sleeping man
From the jaws of the final beast.
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