Tom Bell Poet Bio

Electric

Electric was your touch
230 volts of love flowed through me
My hesitation, wonder, fear,
Dare I draw her to me?
Kiss her?

Will she reject me?
She did not
Before I knew what was happening
Our passion was growing hot

Clothes virtually torn off each other
Speed was essential
Like a starving man in the desert
Finding an ice cream cone

I had to entwine our bodies
Merely flesh and bone

The moon rose
The moon set

The sun rose
And, but yet,
I would not let you go
Nor would I leave your side
This night must last forever
And this time I hope will bide

Pinnicle of Love
Top of the mountain of happiness
Don't go away from me
Truely, can't you see?
My life I'll dedicate to thee...

I awoke mid night
It was but a dream,
A remembrence of the past,
Of a night long ago,
One I wanted to everlast

Funny, how the mind
Can relive such times
Returning that sense of joy
Teasingly too short it lasts
Playing with our hearts
As if but a toy...

I carry those sweet hours
In my soul
They cleanse my time of pain
I 've had my time in the light
And though I know they'll never come again,
They help prepare me for the night
Which lies yet but ahead
For surely as one is born,
There comes a time when
One returns to the land
Of the dead.

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