Beauty Love Poems

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My heart reflects the silver of the moon;
your golden love, it bathes my dreamy swoon.

souffle silencieux et amour

The expectations of the heart bound the passions in a silent breath, holding within the roots of flowered lungs – the grandiose applause beating against ribcages. It reverberates with aching and longing to be heard. A silent breath holds the hand of a lover yearning to be seen, to be reciprocated. The expectations of the

Love Is Never Optional

Love is never optional...

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Twinning body mind and soul
Vulnerability taking its toll
Fasioned of love
A gift from above
Imprisoned with no escape

I hear morning birds
Calculating the unheard
A glance of the eyes
Insecure and tongue tighted
A foundation of dreams unfurls

I AM BEAUTIFUL

I would be the first to admit,
And few would disagree,
That I am no oil painting
(Unless you include Edvard Munch)
No one would look at me twice.
And yet, she did.
And she tells me she loves me,
Every day.
I suppose that old saying
Must be true 

tiger kitten

tiger kitten
casting its spell
hook line and sinker


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Pondering Possibilities

The question remains
Entangled, refrained
Of earth and sky 
Resting on the edge
Of due or die

And then I see you
Sitting so quaint
A peaceful mention
A wandering eye

Twining each branch
Climbing high
To catch your every promise
Your words so eloquently and refined 

Oh this wind struck passion
Blowing free upon the morning light
If but to find a chance
I dream a dream
Of you

Pondering Possibilities

The question remains
Entangled, refrained
Of earth and sky 
Resting on the edge
Of due or die

And then I see you
Sitting so quaint
A peaceful mention
A wandering eye

Twining each branch
Climbing high
To catch your every promise
Your words so eloquently and refined 

Oh this wind struck passion
Blowing free upon the morning light
If but to find a chance
I dream a dream
Of you

When was the last time

When was the Last time 
When was the Last time you stepped out of the 4 walls in your mind 
And set under the stars and dream the dreamers dream that was once part of who you were
When was the last time you set with your feet dangling in the cool rippling water 
Beneath the

Dance with me

Life might have taken away my ability to dance
But it didn't take out my rhythm
That's why even on my chair
I'm all groovy and fully turned up

I might not hold your hand and spin you around
But I can buy you lovely dresses
So that as you pirouette 
It rolls around you like the cupcake you are

I might

your eyes tonight

as i float among the stars,
i wonder how far we are,

those golden twinkles,
that shine so bright, 
its not the stars its your eyes tonight,

looking at you with love in my heart,
i pray to the stars that we never part, 

parting from you would really  hurt me,
in so many ways that you can not see
and

caroline i love you

this is a song to say how much i love you, 
and i love everything that you do, 
to be beside me all the time, 
and most of all to keep me right,

you may think my loves not true, 
in what way can i prove it to you, 
i will hold you all day and

The Song of Seduction

A subtle change in the rhythm of the breaths taken,
Now that your hand has come to rest on my side.
I forget, for a moment, to breathe at all.
Now a gasp to fill lungs that suddenly feel empty
And that sound becomes the song of seduction
to which our bodies long to dance.

This is how we fall in

Please Do Not Abandon

Please don't abandon this life so soon
Before blossoms spill their sweet perfume
Wait with me for morning's garden song
that gently reminds we each belong.

Watch as sun dances over each hill,
waking sleepy fields, lilac and still.
We'll run through a field of marigolds,
splash in a stream that defies control.

We are so lucky to have this chance
to share such

Sui Generis

The sun opens her eyes behind a roseate veil,
her aubade harmonizing with Argus-eyed blackbirds
as it rises to a crescendo, staring in her husband’s
cratered eyes, ready to relieve him of his watch over the
world’s children so he can attend to their parents —
that is, the cosmic bodies that collided to create them; the
sacred alchemy.

He lifts her

Earrings

The complete loss of naivety doesn’t necesseraly lead
To cynicism cause it would be too dramatic
Its just a usual way of life
As it is, no naivety, no cynicism
Though you’d like to have them in stock 
Just in case you’d need some of it again
But the problem is, sellers are gone
Those good sellers, who could get anything

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