Best Savored Poems

He warmed me as the sun when nights were cold
I was his moon, hair cascading in curls of gold
Lovers bound as one with yearning and need
With a hunger so powerful, it bordered on greed

I longed to savor his kiss and moistened my lips
We coupled together;...

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Flavor, he tasted flavor
sorely, she savored
his calling flavored savored and delivered
heartbeats unified
eyes collide
eyes collide
Embracing strides as they walk side by side
In lovingly
such as married, embracing hearts, souls impart(ing)
Father God has joined them up
Purposed for his glorious, righteousness
Savored, she embraced his heart so
Savored, surely she's in...

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The awakening
of sunrise after nightfall
has faded to soft light blue.
A breaking of dawn
once dense darkness has lightened
into a gentle bright hue.

Walking on the shore
looking at the horizon
and hearing crashing beach waves.
Striding through wet sand
catching a seafaring breeze
while the incoming tide sways.

Harmonizing to
pleasant melodies in the
relaxing...

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Let me savor advice and taste a broken heart!
Perhaps its best when we drift slowly apart!

He was the spice and I was the sugar that is sweet,
My tongue burned hot by his sensual and loving heat!

Now all I eat is his past on my lips...

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I picture Phyllis – soft and lovely face,
a smile dimpled sweet and luminous;
her fuchsia lips drop syllable in lace.
She carries grace, for God was generous.
In matter of the heart, a lucky one -
revered was she by two who loved her true.
Each one, a moon, they...

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My dreams take me to another place and time.
Escaping reality, easing the discomfort of life,
I fall into darkness, silent as a strolling mime.
Gradually the light grows, cutting like a knife.
Bridging the gap that swirls me deeply in sleep,
Eagerly I wait what my imagination will drive.
Will...

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Silently, stealthily, slowly
He strolled with great care
So as to avoid the floorboard
That would squeak 
And seal his fate

Smiling, sweating, successful
He slid past the enemy
That could terminate
The solace he sought
And savored

Sulking, seething, sitting
He swallowed day old soup
And dreamt of caviar
That could soothe his craving
And his sanity

Softly,...

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An Acquired Taste for Wine
David J Walker

A sip only
 And
	Only a sip
That might be savored 
Avoiding the bitter
	The soured 

Searching for the
Unique in flavor

A bouquet 

That which does not
flower
Before its time

Rather than
Falling into the dark
Drunkenness 

Of the wrong wine...

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