~ Husband & Wife~
I just found out how addictive I will become when you will embrace my
irresistible body to conquer my appetite and yearn to engulf my
harmonious body into your arms while sleeping next to me in bed. Love Me.
Welcome me spontaneously to lay me down
yearn for my seductive body undress me affectionally propose
to love and carry me away as your newly wedded wife.
Embrace me tonight,hold my face to freshen my lips,desire my
charm into your arms,steal away my youth sincerely,I love you when
you cuddle me softly to caress me eternally while allowing your silhouette
closer to mine for us in unison reach out towards our continuos non stop
breathing till this endless night comes to the end of our honeymoon with a
I just found out my darling I am already pregnant.
Isn't It beautiful for you to become Husband & Father the same night.
Oh Yes! Yes!
Am I the Father My Darling.
No My Darling, My Ex Husband.
7 September 2014
What sustains Life like water?
What is as fresh and welcoming like the countryside?
And as sweet as a newly made confectionery
baked with honey?
I just found one
well placed in all corners of your heart.
A feeling encompassing the goodness of life.
Is it the blissful visitation
to the tenants of the deep blue sea?
Or a radiant rainbow floating in the moist skies?
Is it red roses, milk Sunflowers
and other colorful plants in pink, green and yellow?
Or the site of a happy set of little quintuplet siblings?
Is it the baby chicks peeping out from their nest
to spy on the first morning rising sun?
They all are no where
near the unbelievable goodness of your love.
You are a majestic glamor
full of gracious providence.
Not even the magneting beauty
of the Queen Cleopatra
can be compared to the pillars of your virtues
which prove to overcome time's curfew
eclipsing my heart totally
as I soak in the foam of your passions.
A natural habitat have I found
in the gardens of your affection
and a new existence
from the deep baptism of your unequaled care.
I never believed a star could be as near
but here I am; with a being
who outshines a galaxy.
My soul has lost records of its bountiful happiness
from this train of love
with the wish its rails are never ending
and its journey, everlasting.
I knew that you were waiting Somewhere between the last war And the next kiss And that you where dreaming of sweet angels and vampires Because they have always known In spite of John Cameron Swayze and timex Or the mechanical of Mickey Mouse That the nights are always longer I knew that you were waiting For the summer to turn to silk again And carry you away before the next big flood arrived Before the thunder and after the lightning Before the smoke and after the fire Before the dance and after the song Before the hope and after the the prayer I knew that you where waiting Like an eagle's wing and a child's song I was waiting too
“For you, My Love”
I watch you sleep
Dark limbs entwined in sheets
The strength you show even while asleep
Makes my heart skip a beat
You are the one I’ve come to love
The one who exhausts me in fiery passion
The one who knows how to make me purr
Bless the day we met
At the carnival two years prior
Avoiding the crowd
I walked right into your arms
Spilling my chocolate milkshake
Over the front of your white coat
As I looked up into your hazel eyes
Saw the sadness replaced with light
Time stood still
You said something
But I could only hear the sound
Of your heart beating
Getting hold of my senses
I jumped back fumbling in my purse for tissues
With a “your coat is soiled, sir”
You replied velvet voice “you owe me for damages, miss”
My mouth still hanging open
We exchanged business cards
Anyway, long story short
We found each other
Love found us
Our exchange of rings at the altar
Promise of a lifetime of love and understanding
Holding each other in the palm of our hands
Kissing me awake with your loving touch
It thrills me thinking about it
You are my shelter
I found myself needing something more than a tender curve of dimly lit flesh.
I needed a woman's fire that could stoke my soul into a living rage.
I needed a courageous lioness to teethe my muse and let the pain
in my brain bleed unto the Earthy canvas before me.
The salt of my skin wept unto her, and she made it steam.
She was a cleansing fury that damned the man I once was.
She tore me apart so that I could become something new.
Sometimes there is beauty in destruction,
sometimes forgiveness is born out of pain.
She let it rain inside of me when she left,
and I found myself in a bed of ashes.
A new man.
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.
For every step I take toward the sun,
the spark that lit the fire inside me dwindles.
History slated on unforgiving stone erodes;
A weakly chiseled dream.
But I will remember it all,
and tongues shall breed these words
and hold them with intent.
Oh, how we have fallen!
Mighty and meek alike.
We were once just, and strong.
But greatness has cast down it's
poisoned banquet and corrupted hearts
that once bled for glory.
It is with a bitter tongue I speak these words!
Remember the reason we set foot outside
of our city gates.
Remember the certainty in your hearts;
that we men would give people hope!
Hope for life without malice.
Hope for a life of freedom!
A chance for prosperity!
...but what prosperity have we given?
Short of the bountiful throng of arrows that have captured
the eyes of this land and left it's people in fear?
Does a just King rule with the might of fear?!
Or does a King rule with compassion?
I ask you men,
you loyal few.
What would you have me do?
Would you have me slaughter this woman;
this beautiful princess of her people and take her
home as a prize for conquest merely because her
husband was the one that stood in the way?
Is her beauty the cost of her life?
She has wronged not one of us,
and yet you Brakkdus scoff at the thought of
her surviving her King. Why?
Here I thought men of honor followed me,
I thought men of courage swung my blades!
And, yet you fear this woman who could no
sooner do you harm than your own from the
bed that you left her in!
No, Princess Xavia shall survive her King
and remain here with her people.
I refuse to conquer the land of a tyrant,
only to settle for it's fallen ruler's morality!
If that does not befit you, then surely I am not your King.
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved
Princess Xavia's Response
I stand with humility before such valor
My people have borne
the burden of swords and arrows,
they are silent with fear and trembling before you
Which would be yours
to burden them with once again
yet you offer them freedom
and me my life...when you could shame not only me
but those who are entrusted to me
I would prefer to fall upon the blades of your men
than to become flesh passed amongst them
the destiny of a woman
who has became the chattel of a lost victory
My blood be shed before such shame
be cast upon me
Yet you.... you have offered me back my Kingdom
and restored my name
Gallant your soul in the shadow of such a night
beneath the dark stars
where only the flames of a burnt, ashen city
provide any warmth for my grieving people
You have offered them hope
through a frail vessel such as myself,
such honor is seldom written upon the hearts of men
in days such as these
Your compassion is a light in this darkness
these times inscribed with blood
such is this age,
when the voice of stones speak more gently
than the hearts of men
Dark are these days and black is the moon
of these nights,
in these lost reveries we journey through
dreams that have become nightmares
Yet strength has arisen in one man,
a leader who throws light back
at the fallen stars
granting the nights a moment of solace
for your honor has returned hope
a light stronger than blaze of the midday sun
And as I take back my broken people
we shall take refuge in your kindness and in that light of lights
shall we rebuild this Kingdom,
our sanguine ties shall bind us
and we will rise.
I gratefully accept my life
returned to me through your kind hands
And secretly, within a whisper
it is my prayer
that when I look upon your countenance
and the time comes
that I shall gaze into your eyes again
it shall be as the queen you have restored
to her throne and to her people
and who keeps quietly within the space between her heartbeats
and the hope that she will share her throne
should you find her efforts and her heart
(c) Katherine Wyatt 2013
You remind me of the sun,
soft and warm.
Not yet touched by the hands of December days.
Maybe October's fingers
have fondled you skin,
but not enough to leave scars of chilling days.
I Love the sun
as I Love you, winters frighten me away,
they're so cold and bitter.
Please, avoid December days,
and I'll bring on August months.
I believe in you.
When you put your hand in mine
It feels as through we stopped time
When I look into your eyes
I know where your heart lies
Even when you say my name
That alone means everything
The gentle touch of your lips
Takes my breath away as through it was our first kiss
When you got down on your knee
I thought my heart might flee
As you said those words to me
My heart felt as if it was meant to be.....
I feel myself being pulled out of my body
into wondrously beautiful orbs,
so deep and mysterious but yet so full of emotion and life.
As I enter I am immediately infused
with the most profound feeling of love and kindness
that my only thought is that
I have passed into the very place imagined by many to be heaven.
An immeasurable power of comfort and compassion swirls around me
as if it were a mist made up of tiny soft flowers,
beautiful and vibrant, smelling like a meadow in the springtime
when everything that is new begins to bloom.
The sky is colored a soft and calming blue
that gives a promise of a lifetime of warm summer days.
I wander through this place aimlessly but unafraid that I am lost,
and then I see a form in the distance,
a vision so beautiful that my eyes struggle to focus
and my mind is barely able to comprehend.
As I look upon this angelic presence I am suddenly aware it is you,
your face softly gleaming with the radiance of life and love itself,
sending it throughout this place like the sun lights the earth.
Your hair, streaming upward
and giving the very sky its color and promise of everlasting summer days,
your arms feeding the mists of comfort and compassion
that swirls and drifts through every part of this wondrous place
and blankets it with your tenderness.
At this moment I realize where I am,
I am in a place I never want to return from,
I am lost in your eyes......
A friend to her, for decades
from the innocence of children
to the adventures of teenagers
and even the stupidity of best friends
all well shared and enjoyed
to a point the gods ask why the wait
and beg for the next level.
He sees all the possibilities
to make her the care-taker of his heart.
Thinking he's the only one with eyes open
he made his confession
attached with an honest recommendation
to his amazement
she looked at him and said
"you are so nice, but like a brother to me'.
Switching to the next damsel
who's no where near cold
but soft, tender, meek and charming.
He allows her control the pace
and lets her gentleness maintain the tempo.
Feeds her with poems
and makes her drunk with happiness
with hopes going higher, reaching the moon
she looked at him and said
"sorry! I am not yet ready".
He jumped into the next wagon
having an available space for a beauty
and meets a potential 'second half'
pretty, quiet and an introvert.
Worships her right from day one
letting lose the net of affection,
half in magnitude of his efforts
will strike the tenderness of a millepede
but it got her scared as she looked at him and said
"I just had a heart break; I'm so sorry"
Watering a fresh new flower
growing in a familiar garden just close by,
makes him grow in creativity
as he engage in constant words exchange
and creating wonderful serenity around her.
Huge investments and time well spent
coupled with passionate research
in equipping his machinery of jokes and laughter
sums up his passion and carefulness
in his latest trial which seems worthy of the medal.
Constant updates on his outlook
and becoming the number one specimen for fashion
were not enough as she looked at him and said
"You still have no swag"
So many disappointments
made him stronger, wiser and smarter
not even a forest of wild beast
will make him turn his back
to the beauty and escapades of life.
The moment he tried to pause,
the period he wanted to take a nap;
the Queen bee passed by.
A simple hi and a conversation
led to series of memorable meetings,
having in mind, the worst is a "no"
and her welcoming countenance,
a proof to nothing yet,
he asked with no expectation in mind
then she looked at him and said
"Yes! Sweet heart. I want to be your girl"