I live
to breathe
in her love
She is
the oxygen
I am starving
for in my lungs
I look into her eyes
and see a reflection
of my soul staring
back into me
I breathe her love in
I breathe it out
I take each breath
as if it's my last
I've breathed the
magic potion of love
I crave her like a candle
craves oxygen at
the onset of darkness
I crave her
the love of my life
I crave her the only
way I have ever known
how
I become a drowning man
struggling to breathe
I gasp for her love
she possesses my heart
and soul
She is the only
oxygen I know
when she kisses me
I get oxygen out of
each kiss
Those kisses that sends
messages to my toes
and fingertips
She kisses the right
things at the right time
then kisses the things
she missed
When I breathe
my soul slips from me
and goes into her
wraps itself around her
all night, like the breath
of the moon
Her breath is like
a small night wind
dries my cheeks
we talk in touches
Her soft breasts
brown nipples dimpling
and I am gone into mist
I breathe her oxygen
her lips spilled rising
That is why I carry
my love of her
as constant as any sun
deep in my heart...
Categories:
dimpling, appreciation, love, passion,
Form: Free verse
Like ballerinas airdropped from on high,
Snowflakes pirouette to damask the air,
Tutued geometries dimpling the sky,
Veil our stinging eyes with arabesque fair.
Downy fields we walk, where aureoles tide,
And white breaths upon your face softly flare.
As my swooning kiss to your frail smile dips,
A wayward prism alights upon your lips.
Categories:
dimpling, beauty, imagery, kiss, romantic,
Form: Ottava rima
My green in white snow
Snow blanket on your red scarf
Quake in your pockets
My nuggets of snow
Seeking handfuls of red warmth
Your hibiscus glow
Cool snow embracing
You redden further in flame
Jingle steps in veins
Let snow melt in joy
Let beauty come out dimpling
Our neurons mingling
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Inspiration from the photo of snow on flowers
in the haiku ‘Snow Flakes V” By Demetrius Trifiatis,
dated 10/01/2017
Categories:
dimpling, life, love, red, snow,
Form: Choka
smile
sincere, broadly.
beaming, dimpling, hoping
lover, friend, partner, mate
disrupting, doubting, realising
hopeless, tearful
fears.
Categories:
dimpling, hope,
Form: Diamante
white ice golf balls
dimpling the roof of my car
Oklahoma Spring
Categories:
dimpling, nature,
Form: Haiku
This is my Aunt Gale
At a very sweet age
Acting so cute
In an innocent stage.
Golden brown locks
Embracing her face
A dimpling smile
That no one could erase.
I love my Aunt
She's full of fun
When it comes to aunts
She is my number one.
Categories:
dimpling, best friend, family, ,
Form: Rhyme
Come walk with me thru' a field of dreams
Of wooded lanes and sunlit streams
Where rainbows light the path below
And Sunlite' beckons the flowers to grow
On beaches strewn with shells and sand
Come walk with me all thru' this land
We'll run with the wind blowing in our hair
And all our hopes and dreams we'll share
With hands deliciously touching and learning
To devour a flame in our souls that's burning
The moon will be our friend at nite'
We'll walk in the shadows and hold on tight
We'll dance till dawn and laugh with the sun
And wonder where the nite' has gone
Natures sweet smells will fill our senses
And we'll drink from it's bounty until it quenches~
Our thrist for life and love and glory
And pray for no end to come to our story
In endless play and voices that sing
Sweet waters dimpling laugh from a spring
The comforting feel of sensual fingers
And the fragrance of skin...
And the smell that lingers
Oh, it's such a sweet refrain...
To live and love and dance again
Categories:
dimpling, happiness, hope, inspirational, introspection,
Form: I do not know?
Hear the ravens calling from trembling oak trees
calling darkness sweeping the stars in corners
mocking gentle breezes and calling thunder
fears grip is tightened
Hear the sparrows singing from swaying oak trees
calling sunlight brushing the clouds from winter
laughter dimpling faces of children playing
fears grip is loosened
Februrary 25, 2012 for Guzzically Inspired contest (Craig Cornish)
Fourth Place
Categories:
dimpling, allegory, animals, fear, hope,
Form: Sapphic stanza
Now,
If I decide
Suddenly, today -
The meat is overcooked,
the soup is stale
Will you ?
Will you leave your plate of dreams
Tuck up your sarong, bare your legs
and come and dance with me
Cutting your pink, delicious soles,
Soft and pretty, pert, petite
Tingling soles of dimpling feet
On broken, jagged, ragged shells
Strewn across the yellow sand with tales as deep as the sea
Lest the cat
The cat in yellow collar
Lick up
Your plate of dreams
You will not
take up the chalice to empty it
Nor see the trickle fall on sand
parched yellow sand and still run out
To the cold and mighty ocean
In hopeless gurgling streams
Categories:
dimpling, lost loveyellow,
Form: Free verse
At the fold of day
a veil shrouds the hills
as rising fog drifts
over tapering fields.
Rain falls softly,
dimpling the river.
It’s sombre waters swaggering
beneath a narrow bridge.
Rambling oak trees line
the steep grassy banks.
Ferns furl
their long slender fingers
into tight fists.
They recoil
into rooted mouldy stone.
Moss carpets the woodland,
the earthy air, damp
as dusk slinks in.
A murder of crows
sweep the sky
smothering the light.
Squabbling
they swoop to roost
on tall tree tops.
Settling,
a rustling murmur
whispers softly, sweetly.
They sleep
under a saffron moon.
silenced
by a blackening night.
Categories:
dimpling, inspirational, life, nature
Form: I do not know?