Dreams of him softly invades her nights
his face almost disguises by a wisp of a cloud
eyes the color of topaze, his hair the color of the raven
she can hear him tenderly whisper,
"i'd serve your hearts dearest dream."
Every day that passes she finds herself thinking of him
yearning for his passionate touch, the taste of
his sweet kisses, stirring a strange sweet sensation
the very thought of him causes her to tremble with desire.
Were they lovers in another life, did he hold captive
her heart, her love, how else to explain this love she feels
leaving her unable to give her love to another
and if they were lovers, why did they part?
Was he out there somewhere waiting for the right mement
to return to her, did he think of her each passing day
needing to feel her warm caress, her kisses, sweet
will they ever be together again, to once again share love
will he again serve her hearts dearest dream.
I had a summer dream last night ,
In a paradise where blue birds fly .
For in your kiss I lost myself ,
As the world passed us by .
Such a sweet surrender ,
My soul wrapped in such bliss .
Your heart in tune with mine ,
Finding rapture in a kiss .
Expressing love in our eyes ,
That mere lips could not speak
The flame in our hearts ,
With a bright glow on our cheeks .
In that wonderful moment ,
As time would stand still .
We lost ourselves in each other ,
For to never lose our will .
I'd never tasted such sweet delight ,
Never knew such endless charm .
As I found myself in the shelter ,
Of your strong loving arms .
We gave to each other ,
All that we possessed .
For certain that in our love ,
We would always be blessed .
Time will never begin to tarnish ,
The sweet dreams we have made,
For the light of our love ,
Will never begin to fade .
What we have is meant to last .
Even when the last leaf has fallen ,
As a summer dream drifts past .
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Caramel, Chocolate, and Dark Chocolate
All great favors but with one to choose
Caramel you light and sweet
Thick like maltase
Chocolate beautiful brown tone
The cover of strawberries and other fruits
Now Dark Chocolate you’re the healthiest of them all
I can fill your help slide down my throat
So how do I choose the best
Should I get the one that covers my apples oh so well
The one that covers my ice cream with a sweet paste
Or the one that covers those nuts in y candy bar
That’s a tough question I can’t make a choice.
Was it only in a dream
I saw green
Willow bright
In the pathway full of fright?
Its loneliness caught my eye
Not to be tainted by the sweet
Smell of nectar golden sweet.
Tomorrow I’ll dream
With a glisten in my eye
Deadened with the musty green
Of nightmarish fright
Which cannot outweigh the stars bright
But can compare to the caramel brightness
Of a nutshell so sweet
It gave the small one a fright
Though he dared dream
Of bigger things green
Which outshine the eye
Of nether eye
Can collapse into a bright
Explosion of green
Not to be confused with the sweet
Possible dream
That turns to frighten
Quickly. Don’t deny the fright
It’s chance to catch your eye
For beauty holds even more than found in dreams
Despite the lack of bright or things sweet
Which weld together under the green
Of grandad’s willow tree so green
Whose dark corridors gave us a fright
when young but nothing something sweet
couldn’t cure besides a look in the eye
of the beholder of bright
miracles in a dead winter’s dream
so when something green catches your eye
don’t ignore the fright you find could turn out bright
under willows sweet even if only in dreams.
The sweet aromatic scent of his skin
lingered on her nostrils
The soft touch of his hand gently caressed slowly across her
The sensation tingled along her arm in the cool midnight air
Their long drawn out kisses lingered and slowly smothered her lips
Warm and velvety smooth yet enticing and tantalizing
The dept of his eyes caressed with sweet desire
As the kiss broke, she stepped back savoring each minute they spent together
Their arms clung like grapes clinging to the vine
Sweet desire was in their hearts
She stepped back for a second
Reality gave her a jolt
What was she doing in this charismatic man's arms
Temptation was slowly pushing her to the edge
Reason and sanity stepped in
She slowly said, I can't
His look was first one of disbelief then slowly
turning to sadness
Her heart seemed to be skipping beats
If only things had been different
If only he wasn't committed to another
If only he had been free
She knew it felt like heaven but tomorrow when she woke
The thought of what she's done would make her choke
This kiss would be the last kiss
One she would put on the shelf and store as a treasured memory.
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