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My angel of the waters


My angel of the waters Dancing in the flame beneath a flickered candle's light Moving between shadows on the floor My every thought now focused on the beauty I have seen Standing present on a distant shore Gentle waves do drench her skin, to shimmer soft and sweet As walls I find about me steadfast true With only but this window do I witness every need This vision that does flood my mind of you Delicate the grains of sand which capture where you are Upon the golden wings of whispered pleas While I alas, do fight the ways that keep me ever gone Now praying as I fall upon my knees My angel of the waters with the breezes in your hair Feel this love which flows upon the wind There atop a rainbow near a lighthouse proudly stands Beginnings that I cherish once again Cast apart these shackles which so tightly hold me down Bound about my feet so I shan’t flee Solid is the lock it seems now forged of hardened dreams Yours is but the love which holds the key Free me with your crescent smile as bright as any moon Place your eyes upon this tear stained face Take me by the hand and lead me far away from here Hand in hand along the shore to trace We shall leave our footprints on the coast that you call home Rows of two now stretching far and wide Open up your wings so I may fall into your heart Lock my love away so deep inside Good Night Soupers Have a great weekend See you again on Monday


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Your man


Your man O' fallen leaf of barren branch doth charge my heart, my aching heart with missing you, needing you On sun dried earth I lay, grasping at my dreams, so desperate, find that in this depth felled by wind of colder days, my life doth need your touch so very much it calls to thee, come to me, cover me shower me with hope ~ so far you stand ~ I feel as if I am a tiny creature, an ant on the pavement with cracks and crevice deep Foundling for the distance far, searching of a path to reap to thy heart, thy arms O' breath of love I beg thee home, to lie with you this eve, this winters eve of far off arches and grayish glare ~ My travels take me long away Places I am lost to stay find this man a’ crying tears of love for thee, tears of despair Crying, weeping, hoping, begging, come to me, come to me my love, my dream into my open arms ~ waiting ~ The day might fill the emptiness with broken branches barren so dare I say I have the right to honor love from you, hold it so within my heart aching My needs are many, the truth has shown for languished features painted hard, hard against my weathered skin, rough, broken I scream, my voice still faint of tone, louder as is nothing less sorted by the evening breeze blowing strong against the fence ~ I desire thee to touch me, kiss me, hold me, take me The flames of passion brightly burn igniting but this love I hold So cherished is your heart I feel it pounding, pulsing within mine own chest My quest is you and only you, design me, I am yours, make me as you would, carve me, bend me, mould me, sculpt me to be ~ your man Good night Soupers Ok, I got carried away a little. : )


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Since you have washed over me


Since you have washed over me ~ Drifting on a meandering stream where clover dance and ripples direct my thoughts to the promises of a new day I dream I am floating in your arms as currents gently tug playing solitaire in wishing hands among glistening diamonds on the surface I search for each desire’s realm while my eyes wander to a place long of sunrise sparklings on soft apricot murmurs Finding your fragrance on a cool wind’s whisper my heart is drenched, cleansed in an endless channel of what your beauty brings to me I rest in a shady spot among watercolor shadows writing poetry, penning my affections in ink traced lines, renderings of how wonderful my life is Since you have washed over me leaving me breathless, submerged far beneath dew drop shimmers, saturated by your love Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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Christmas Eve With My Sweetheart

My darling, my dearest, my loving man –
it is a perfect fire you have going,
the atmosphere is Christmas-cheer glowing.
I delight in you, me and our cider brew 
in this, our own romantic freedom sphere.
Your presence, talk and kisses are my heaven.

I love you calling me sweetheart, always have –
I wish your voice were something I could grab,
plus, your embrace, that neither would diminish.
It could be my blessing, come wrapped as present.
Yes, you’re right, sure, we’ll always be together …
sipping cider, sharing life’s joys and rifts.

Our love has lent richness to five Christmas’ times
and still your presence brings me joy undefined.
More cider? … Bit sleepy?  – I’ll tuck this pillow.
Drink … there, that’s it … so, I’ve had you shadowed,
that is, you and the she you never tried to quit.
Fear? … Quite right, this year, I got you arsenic.









Laura Loo / Best Free Verse November 2018
November 16, 2018


Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2018


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4 in the Morning

At 3am you become your own philosopher, categorizing
the different genres of humans and wondering
if you fall even remotely close to anyone on the spectrum.
You debate with yourself the meaning of life, again,
and then regret everything you accomplished the previous day.

5am, that’s the breaking point.
The sun climbs out of bed, and chases away 
the comforting lure of night and all dreams of slumber. 
The damned birds start peeping and you curse and sigh, 
watching the room change colours 
until you must get up to join the others.

But 4am, it’s the gaping time of day 
that even the insomniacs deny.
As if night took a deep breath and forgot to exhale,
the silence is quieter, the darkness more pure.
You hide under covers and stare into emptiness
trying to make something of black space
but your mind remains impossibly blank.


Copyright © Whirl Wind | Year Posted 2014


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The beauty in these words


The beauty in these words Rainbows o’er the valley, vibrant colors on the hill Coconut and apple pies now cooling on the sill A warm day in November as if fall has turned to spring Hummingbirds and butterflies and cardinals on the wing A picnic in the meadow out beneath an old oak tree Picking out the different shapes in all the clouds we see A garden filled with flowers blooming every shape and size A cool breeze ever flowing neath the bluest azure skies A pathway through a forest that the two of us explore The rhythm of the ocean waves a’ crashing on the shore A choir singing on the square as snow falls from the sky The sound of ringing sleigh bells as it slowly passes by A chocolate covered sundae with sweet cherries on the top The windmill spinning on the farm that never seems to stop Every single star we see a’ twinkling on the night An April morning sunrise oh so wonderful and bright A Sunday morning journey through a park that we will walk Some quiet conversations as we find some time to talk A cozy roaring fire on the coldest winter day A sailboat on the ocean that shall take our hearts away The beauty in these words I write are just my point of view Of all the wondrous things I dream each time I dream of you Everything that’s perfect and of all that it can be These and so much more are what your love it brings to me Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Beneath this soft dark silent sky


Beneath this soft...dark silent sky Beneath this soft…dark silent sky as starlight teardrops weep in moon glow feathered sonnets… my heart waits ~ Clinging to every hope, laced of tiny woven dreams now filtered through weary eyes and worried sighs ~ Collecting each moment shared within my weathered hands…mixed with essence of rose petal and meadowlark song ~ Woven together in melodic patterns, colorful arcs on golden horizons bidding me a good evening while riding in on the sweetest of mystic zephyrs… ~ as another tear paints my cheek in transparent worry and desperate longing for that day when your happiness reappears ~ For here sits my whispered wishes, behind tufted clouds of life, touching me with poetic joy, allowing me to exhale freely ~ Beneath this soft…dark silent sky as starlight teardrops weep in moon glow feathered sonnets… where my heart waits…for your smile Good Night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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If you were mine


If you were mine... 

If you were mine…our footsteps would   

dance on moonlit verandas
while candle lit shimmers enticed my smiled reflections
with your arms tightly around me

symphonies would play to the rhythm of your charm
as we swayed in the essence of forever
on cloud soft concertos of affection’s melodic whispers

eternal echoes would sing in harmony to your eyes,
hauntingly dark invitations to my endless destination,
soothing seductions comforting weathered longings 

If you were mine…satin beaches would 

eclipse tan line passions
beneath glistening waves of aquamarine salt water bliss
gently caressing the depth of our love

palm leaf shadows would weave embracing patterns
of ocean fed breezes tickling our naked forms
as sea foam fingers probe pearl smooth valleys

sunset tides would tease beneath star orchid heavens
blooming of every wished for fantasy…
lasting happily ever after upon sandcastles dreams

If you were mine…my world would 

be a mosaic of delirious euphoric visions
in constant creative motion delivering sincerely
every ounce of joy your heart could desire

each sunrise would be the sweet essence of your spirit
vibrant in wonders of colorful poetic offerings
versed in accordance with your every need

happiness would begin with promises kept
as we walked along endless streams of hand held blessings,
two hearts loving as one forevermore 

If you were mine…oh, if you were mine

Good night Soupers





Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Drifting Soft


Drifting Soft As I breathe, I feel the ocean breathing Here I stand, a moonbeam in my hand Touch my heart, and know this endless feeling Like the tide, our journey now is planned Horizons call, a beacon in the distance Silhouettes, now dance upon its shore Take a chance, and reach for what you’re dreaming As these sands, may wash away no more I have come, of sailing vessels calling As the edgeless, foam it meets the sea Waves of change, will not dispose emotions Drifting soft, as you lay here with me Melodies, are found of waves now stirring Glistening, this twilight canopy Heaven’s song, in whispered quiet motions As the stars, extend your light I see And I smile, for here we find the rainbow Rains may fall, from clouds upon the sky Still the sun, now sends its dancing shadows In your arms, my love stays warm and dry Cocoa eyes, enhance the scene so sweetly Golden tan, your skin upon my own Miles long, this beach does wait our footprints Now our love, does come to take us home Good Night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Whisper hello to the evening


Whisper hello to the evening ~ Autumn echoes call your name through valleys painted tangerine Beneath a slowly setting sun of twilight promises serene Feel these winds of deep affection quivering upon your heart Whisper hello to the evening as the daylight does depart Chasing dreams in silent shadows neath a moonbeam’s shimmered dance Soft reflections so alluring silhouettes in true romance Sit with me this velvet meadow while the stars enchant the view Kiss me soft of endless wonder know this love I have for you ~ Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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FINDING ME


To sigh deep in the interlude of time
Before my world of silence closes in, 
As nightfall marks the ticks of birdsong’s chime
And let a North Star bless my world within.
The change of song brings memories’ relief
Asking not what true dreams are all about;
So chant dear sparrows and take flight with peace
And will my wings to rise without a doubt.
Then prayers spill for moments truly felt
For graced tokens of charms are now endowed;
When solace drifts as fragrant raindrops melt
To lounge on twilight’s edge , adorned its  shroud.

Oh, joy so calm beneath the pewter moon
A journey trailed,  where dawn will find me soon.


Where Will They Find You Contest of Marugo Mo
3/18/2016



Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2016


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We danced in the downpour


We danced in the downpour

The rains falls
not hard, more of a drizzle
this late Winter night
leaning on the light post
across the street,
watching the light in your window,
glowing slats through mini blinds,
outlines of your silhouette,
damp steel seeping my jacket,
cars pass, wipers waving, 
splashing in circular patterns,
glistening tire tracks,
straight lines on the damp asphalt

Staring up, dreaming,
still feeling your good night kiss,
wondering if you know
I am nothing without you,
my life is because of you
So many years spent floating,
blurs in lingering dark shadows
curbs to sleep in, yesterday's news,
broken bleachers where others met,
and I watched, fearing never me,
darkness would be my hand to hold,
lunchtime falterings on tuna salad wishes, 
a clean plate in line for desert,
they just ran out, 
vanilla pudding disappointment, 
and it was...

I flick the ashes from my damp Marlboro light,
as I notice the lamp in your room is out,
when did that happen, where was I, 
and the drizzle coats my glasses
A chill claims me as the street light flickers
and I suppose it's time to go
in these saturated high tops 
squishing as I pace this sidewalk
of smeared chalk masterpieces

My heart aches again, my life, this night,
every night on an avenue to the border,
is truly nothing without you,
an empty hull hauling cargo of the past,
an existence worth the lint in my pocket,
a poem folded and kept,
written for you in dreams pasted 
on walls of off-white,
in a hallway of desire with your name
layered in patterns that mirror my heartbeat
and I wonder if you know...there is no other, 
none that can compare, 
none that could ever be,
no one will ever touch me, thrill me or
love me like you do and I will not be...
I will not be, I can not be without you

Turning to leave these clinging shadows,
sighing I want you but the hour is now late,
you’re probably in bed, but 
any time away from you is lonely
The rains fall harder now, a liquid curtain
all but blocking my view, blinding me,
when a hand on my arm spins me,  
it is you, drenched, smiling brown eyes 
on this dreary night as you tell me
you know,  you know and it is me
and you mean it, I can tell

We dance in the downpour,
it is us and we are in love, 
to the melody of the rain,
our song, they are all our songs, 
kicking puddles and laughing 
with wet eye lashes, kissing,
soaked with love, 
with devotion and sunny days,
moonlit nights and a lifetime with each other
on a sidewalk, a rainy night, a street light
and forever...you and me


Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Take me again


Take me again… Take me… for I am nothing without you Tease my desires with your fingers a’ wander Upon quivering flesh, shivering needs cry All of this is yours, deeply offered, rhythmically played Bite me… little marks to revisit at dawn My chest, my thighs, my soul pleads Drinking of this passion, thirsting for more Peering up at you, wings flutter within my heart Use me… as I lay here, hands lifting Slow circles encompass warm breaths Moaning eclipses bring edged light from outer visions Cupped of fevered frenzy and firm decisions Ride me… I am your stallion, unsaddled, unbridled Grip my mane, tear at my shoulders, guide me to that valley Where whispering willows sway in mahogany waves Finding the depths of your heightened encampment Scream me… my name on your lips excites When the comet appears and streaks the sky Flashing sparks meld between us shimmering, erupting in a cosmic flow, lava escapes in hot pulsating streams Take me again… for I am nothing without you Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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Sharing our dreams


Sharing our dreams ~ Gently we lie under cosmic glowing shimmers Satin and sheen on this moonlit night divine Feeling the touch of your skin as soft as whispers Tasting your lips sweet as wild cherry wine Here in your eyes I see heaven's smile reflecting Deeply I breathe in the essence of your sighs Drenched in your flesh with the heat of passion flowing Two silhouettes beneath dark November skies Lost in this night as the universe is blushing Glistened desire, falling star dust from above Holding you tight on this evening of forever Sharing our dreams, perfect moments spent in love Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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This evening called passion

This evening called passion 


“Moonbeams now blushing ‘pon soft heavens ashen, 
love flowing deeply, this evening called passion” 



Ensconced in effervescent lingerings
sifting through moonlit seams
Soft flavored drippings of ecstasy
melting slowly within the fever
dancing across my skin
as your fingers trace
the outline of my deepest secrets,
mysteries lodged in seductive breaths

Your love my opiate, addictive enchantment
Stimulated senses heightened
Moon drenched quivers, silver lined
adrift on satin sighs
Floating delirious within
hypnotic eyes,
seducing my mind in eternal desires

Trance infused emotions
cling to each nuance of mesmeric longings
Swirling smoke ringlets
penetrate stardust cosmos,
culminating in sensual motions
atop gilded sheets
drenched of our rapture,
etched in euphoria
Two silhouettes entwined
on this evening called passion

Good night Soupers
Have a great weekend
See you on Monday






Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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I wished upon a paper moon


I wished upon a paper moon ~ I wished upon a paper moon and fell among the stars Was whisked away to somewhere good a place just where you are Along a winding riverbed below a willow tree With fireflies to light the way, a path for you and me We laughed as if the world were new amazed within this scene Of lily pads and dragonflies the two of us did dream Holding hands and skipping stones the ripples came to shore Magically they disappeared as we called out for more Reflections on the water played in wavering design You pointed to the middle where a heart shape you did find And then you whispered in my ear my wish had now come true Out here beneath this paper moon in love, just me and you Good night Soupers Have a great weekend


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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Whisper hello to the night


Whisper hello to the night Springtime echoes call your name through the valleys tangerine Before a pastel painted sunset twilight moments so serene Feel the winds of tender flow quivering upon your heart In my arms I hold you tightly as the daylight does depart Sit with me this velvet meadow while the moon enchants the view Kiss me soft of endless wonder feel this love I have for you Count the stars above now shining dream with me beneath their light As the two of us together whisper hello to the night Good Night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Little Temptations


Little Temptations Sultry this evening with temperatures rising Nary a breeze whispers soft, ever slow Tempting the flavor of love as I taste you Drenched in your essence, above and below Softly you sigh as my mouth finds your nectar Coating my lips now a glisten with sheen Maundering tender this garden of longing Caressing petals so moist in between There in your eyes as if heaven is pleading High overhead for the whole world to see Whispers afloat of a satin-like feeling Hands follow curves as they wander so free Clutching my hair with the passion of sunset Fragrance alluring of fresh mountain yew Willows still weep as I’m drawn ever deeper Consuming the fruits ripened sweet of the view Moans seem to echo as breaths leave me falling Lost in the ecstasy found in a dream Calling my name in a desperate fashion Little temptations now more than they seem Warm flowing syrup of a maple trees blushing Pouring of love ever pure from the vine Fill me with you as my hunger is needing Every ounce of this moment divine Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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Midnight Celestial Kiss


Midnight Celestial Kiss Moonlight reflects lingering ripples glistening upon crystalline waters as we float beneath a canopy of enchanted constellations dreaming . . . of a forever universe to explore Nebula brushstrokes paint an onyx canvas in gemstone vistas and comet tail whispers as we melt within harmonic caresses . . . neath a jeweled nightscape’s shimmer I make a wish on the falling stars found in your heaven sent eyes as cicadas sing along a shoreline of silhouettes and lily pad shadows . . . while willowy ripples embrace the shadows Then as your stardust lips meet mine, I feel my heart beat in cosmic rhythms with nature’s evening serenade composed in the key of this midnight celestial kiss . . . knowing my wish has come true Good night Soupers See you on Monday


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Ticket to Heaven


Ticket to Heaven We drink from the fountain of earthly delights Sweet to the taste, ever cool to the touch Blushing of purity bred in our hearts Glistened enchantment now needed so much Beneath a rainbow’s curved ribbon effect Painted in singular motions of love Rippled reflections bare moonlit disguises Memories fashioned below and above A ticket to heaven on silver cloud linings With only the touch of your rose petal lips Swallowing all that affection does offer Consuming desire in delicate sips Breathless endeavors of water fall shimmers Deeper we dwell inside every dream You in my arms on this aqua blue evening Illumined in passion, aglow in the gleam Softy your eyes shine eternal devotion Beautiful visions now all I can see There is no need for this ticket to heaven For heaven is anywhere you are with me Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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November Kisses


November Kisses November kisses arrive in the sunset Lips ever sweet flutter soft on my skin Lost in the sigh of a ending day whisper Sharing a moment about to begin There in your eyes is my first glimpse of heaven Calling me into the depths of your soul Fueling the fire of an unending passion Sending affection beyond all control You in my arms shines a moonbeam encounter Shadows at play as we stroll through the trees Stopping a while under star shimmered visions Cool the caress of the chilled autumn breeze Here all alone ‘neath the branches a’ swaying Longing your touch on a night just like this Floating on echoes of heartbeat affections Patiently waiting your November kiss Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018


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Come, let's dream


Come, let’s dream Wept this dream, my thoughts they fill Take me from this weary place Where darkness screams a painful chill In torment of the mind does race I wait here thick of splintered thorn My tears they fall upon the seed In hopes the bloom of perfect dawn Will light the way of what I need My hands are sore of calloused fear Scars my skin they carve a line Neath bramble branch of broken cheer Abreast of this near mortal time Your hand I long of feathered feel So soft the touch, my heart does wane These eyes, a love to then reveal Within your arms, ignite the flame Lift me, I am frail and weak Desires but the breath of you To breathe within this soul I seek Allowing dreams to mend the true Or shall I die alone this eve Beyond the moon of wicked glow Lost of every captured dream And nothing more I need to know I fall to this, my final peace Lost, the dark impedes the light Then bow my head, oh fear, now cease And bid farewell this lonely night When there, atop, a shadowed form With torch in hand of flickered fire Eyes so wide to fend the storm I reach for her with deep desire Upon my brow a single kiss Of angel wings in silken twine “Arise” a voice, melodic bliss “I’ve come, my love, to make you mine” The sun appears on northern trace As flowers bloom in petals fair Of wishes I do cast this place My fortune now to find you there “Come, let’s dream, let’s dream as one” You sing to me harmonic voice “And fall in love till time is done” My heart has only but one choice We leave this place of fractured doubt My hand in yours, no longer pain A feeling but the need to shout Dear heavens, thank you once again For I was lost, a wilted soul Alone of this and every breath Of counted stars to take their toll Awaiting but my coming death And now my world has filled the brim With love I find so full inside My dream is you, has always been No longer do I run and hide So now we dream, we dream as one Such beauty does my life exceed Perfection to my sight has come Sweet angel, all I’ll ever need Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Since she is here with me


Since she is here with me Here upon uncharted land I wander as I please Silence comes the morning sun now streaming through the trees Destinations carry me along a sorted way Down the path to anywhere on any given day Corners I may come around are sharp in their design Slowly I do make my way to see what I can find Loneliness I’ve come to know as yet my only friend Days and nights do travel so to greet me once again There beyond a clearing dense the brush so thorned and thick Making haste I follow through, my legs they move so quick For here, but any sight I see to dance before my eyes Thoughts that seem to comfort me when then I realize Sunning long the water’s shore if but a fantasy A beauty drinks of nature’s fair as if she waits for me Now my shadow blends the scene she turns to show her face Like a painted masterpiece my mind can not erase Glowing like an evening star so radiant and true Hair of brown and velvet sheen I’m lost inside her view Then her smile captures me, it holds on ever tight So as I can hardly breathe my head it feels so light “Come and sit here by my side” her words a happy song Sitting down I can’t believe, somehow this must be wrong Oh to feel my beating heart in moments such as this Like an angel sent to me if but to know her kiss As the sun is setting and a crescent moon does rise Watching the reflection glow within her island eyes Now my days are endless as I now know what that means For I will spend forever with this woman of my dreams And we shall go a wandering where ever we may find Down a beach of shifting sand, a mountain top to climb Across a field of daffodils, beneath a falling star No where else shall be too close nor shall it be too far For all along I thought this place was heaven don’t you see Now I know it is the truth since she is here with me Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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for days unending and hours slow


for days unending and hours slow Where we stand, these distant shores beneath a moonlit canopy, stardust shimmers gather on hibiscus tides whispering hello as long walks take soft turns leaving destined footprints on my mind, wandering lost in coastal desires… I think of you, toes in the sand, feeling the waves caressing this island dream, this wish for days unending and hours slow while lips ignite passions reflecting on faraway horizons, tempting fingers, exploring nature’s endless bounties, bronze skin sensuality… Enchanted by a smile, a voice a touch, softly lingering like the silent surf, quietly beckoning in amorous patterns as we lie on cool shores, drenched in an evening made for only two, writing love poetry on a beach we now call our own… Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017


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Here upon a silent wind


Here upon a silent wind Here upon a silent wind, a longing it does fall As fated feelings float the breeze in answers soon to call Of what I am imagining, the truth shall somehow be If after all is said and done your love remains with me My thoughts they paint the shadows in a smile I now wear With each delivered promise made within your heart to share So come inside my waiting arms, a perfect night is here For this shall be my only need to have you always near These dreams are for believers every eye that peers the sky Gazing to this velvet night of moon beams soaring high Casting forth decisions of a wisdom ever true To whisper on this silent wind and say that I love you Good night Soupers


Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017