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It is that of the rain to which falls.
That of a winter wind to which blows.
It is of the rain drop to which started this day.
Not that of a sun shine but that of a doom day.
It is of something wet as it is a mist from that to have formed.
That of water from the ground to which that cloud had form.
There I lay, with a thought of you this day.
As the rain beat lightly on the roof top it runs this day.
You would think that far up, the rain drops would hit harder.
But it’s there with gentleness to which God watches its fall.
As the leaves turn color and it is of a winter fall.
It’s there; I’m curled in the sheets.
Wishing you was at my needs.
As it is with my heart to which reins for you.
That it’s there to which my heart sweats for you.
Touches of gentle kindness as you bring that of warmth about.
It’s there the drops fall as it moistens the ground.
A rein out from a howl inside, that with a growl for love.
It’s there I want to experience drops with you.
As the rain covers the windows on the down fall through.
Not of cold rain but that of a heat of passion with an explode.
That we rain in which is a sweat of wetness and an explode!
As we would take the day off and enjoy that of the rain he gave.
And make it that not of a rainy day but that of love droplets of spray.
It’s happening again
No use fighting it anymore
No since in trying to pretend
I’ve allowed my heart to get to attached
I’ve sewn the broken pieces you once caused and let them mend
I had let you finally go
Moved forward with me and accepted I would never again have you
How was I to know
You would come right back in my life
And I went running back into you arms
There I laid wrapped in the essence of you
Caressing each other from the depths of darkness taking place deep within the night
It felt so good
It was all so painstakingly right
But there you are trying to pick up your heart
Trying to get over her
And my heart is terrified that it’s going to be again, torn apart
It’s however, a risk I much partake in
I have to be true to myself and follow how I feel
Even if it means, your love, I don’t win
I can’t stop or turn off what I feel for you
I’ve tried over and over
There’s nothing more I know to do
So yeah, I’m back there again
Just can’t keep fighting this
And no since in trying to pretend
I’m here left drowning in my desire for you
I’m the one that forever will stand in the center of that burning fire
I don’t just want you I need everything of you
But I stay here on the side
Because of how I feel
Waiting for the moment, I can willingly abide
To whatever it is you wish
Any and all passion between us is all to very real
Until that day, should it ever come to pass
Until that time that your heart had its chance to heal
Ready I will always be to give to you nothing but that love, you to crave, at long last
It's there, under the shade of darkness.
That of a warmth and soothing touch.
That of a beauty to behold in heart and life.
That of a woman who stole my heart there in the dark.
It was the touch of the oil to her skin to which draws me closer in.
That of her curves I feel, as she makes me drip with wet.
That of our bodies heating, as room temp rises.
Its there love was shared as two became as one.
As I will never forget the touch of the rub.
As not just that of the skin I rubbed but the inside them thighs did rub.
But it will always be a thought in heart.
As with you, I've missed very much.
But send still, great kisses of love.
And wishing of us, one day being in love.
An adrenaline rush like no other
Fear, anxiety and pressure on an accelerated course together
A need to perform, a need to please
Beads of sweat roll down his sleeve
Players in waiting call out to him
Making his heart surge and nearly striking him dead
A slow march, thoughts speeding, confusion pleading
Begging to recede
“Run while you can, beyond the gate lies more than time can heal”
A shrug, a gentle wave, a spark of hope, that need to play.
Plectrum in hand he lifts on to the stage
The crowd awaiting his mighty fists of rage
One tiny glimpse
And it’s all a haze
The shouting and screaming
Them chorusing his name
A shudder of excitement
That tingling he craves.
His guitar in hand. He begins to play
That gentle sound, that soothing sway
The brush of his fingers against the fret board, creates a rage
An uncontrolled crowd mesmerized by his ways
Join in the chorus, still screaming his name.
Insanity controls him, as he plays,
For he reaches a place, no sane man can taint.
Supernatural, he seems, in a trance, they would say
As the his heavenly voice joins in, accompanying the base.
The women, they faint, screaming their praise,
In a worshipping trance, they seem so spaced.
And then as if awakened
He walks up to them, the bridge to play.
His voice so mystical yet so rich and brave
Singing his sweet melody
In rapture he says
‘Look at me love.’ So steady his gaze. ‘Stay with me today’
‘For if stand alone, I will die in this fray’
The drums come alive, with every played beat
His guitar sending tonight his soul, sealing his fate.
His passion, his love, his family, his mate
His life, his heart his death it shall take
In finale his voice suddenly screams
‘Tonight my love, I have conquered,
Tonight I shall sleep’.
As he drowns out the crowd,
The victory he sees.
The love, the pain not in vain it seems.
Head held high he walks of the stage.
The crowd still roars,
Still screaming his name.
BY
Amanda.M.Miller
Form:
She stands before me
Ebony curls in drape
Gracing porcelain shoulders
Hiding her sexy nape
She turns to me so slowly
Black lace beautifies her so
Eyes in alluring stare
Inside me I readily grow
Her silver jewellery glints
Sparkling just like she
To be adorned by her beauty
As she stands in front of thee
With gentleness of slide
Black lace cascades so slow
Revealing pert breasts of woman
Beauty in delightful glow
Silver tassel's in pendulum swing
Captures my watching eyes
My heart internally craves
So pert my body cries
The speed of which it glides
Past hips so shaped as she
In slow motion to the floor it falls
Naked she faces me
Step by step she moves real closer
As my eyes fill with desire
Her lobes, her nape, her body
My heart singing like a choir
Into her emerald eyes I stare
Caressing her to the floor
Working my way back up
We kiss and start to explore
Sitting back she sits astride me
Face to face in kissing touch
Paradise beckons us both
Internally we will clutch
In sync our hands rejoice
We undulate like the waves
Our urge for inner joy
Explode our wanting craves
Our scented sweating bodies
Grace the evening air
My hands through ebony curls
Into her eyes I stare
At the point when our lava flows
I whisper in her ear
My love for you so grows
Prospering from year to year
Whenever she stands before me
Her ebony curls in drape
I love her so much more
My love, my loving scape
How can i refuse
When I'm crazy on you
I have no other love
I tell it like it's true
When I'm alone
These dreams i have for you
You keep my love alive
Save my heart from turning blue
My tall dark handsome stranger
My magic man
Will you be there in the morning
Take you back to Avalon
On the mistral wind
This little queen and you
I'll be your bright light girl
Who loves you through and through
To dream of the archer
Private audition, i will give
This man is mine
Who'll make my heart relive
All i wanna do is make love to you
It's the desire of the woman in me
No longer strangers of the heart
These dreams, make me
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When I think of him, my mind is left to wonder
Moments and memories consume me, and fantasies take over
To hear his voice on the phone makes my heart flutter and smile
And leaves me hoping with each and every passing second we can keep talking for a longer
while
To see, touch, hold, and kiss him makes my heart beat faster
Willingly I allow myself to be played by his hands, eyes, and body as he lets me know he's
the master
What I wouldn't give to be able to be with him all the time
What I wouldn't do to once again have him be mine
My emotions or love for him is not blind
I see it so clearly today, just as I still see it, from years past that are frozen in time
However, for now, I'll take what of him I can get
Even if only to have him for a few brief moments
Moments locked forever in time
Memories which are only his and mine
I want to be the one to walk with him, eyes wide openly shut, into the right side of wrong
temptation with our hearts flying wildly above....
...Honey, I want to go there with you over and over again come take my hand now as we
continue through the innocence of love
"A woodland path in the dappled sun, hushed and quiet "
At last you’ve come for me, my love, my sweet!
You’ve come through tranquil woodland, with the breeze,
along that path where once we used to meet
and with the sunlight streaming through the trees!
With passion in your eyes and wings for feet,
you’ve come for me, and all my anguish flees.
You are so near, I hear your wild heart beat.
You’ve come for me, my own wild heart to seize.
Alas! The woods have vanished with the gleam
of my waking dawn. It was but a dream.
Written June 9, 2011 by Andrea Dietrich
Inspired by the Contest "A Woodland Path"
sponsored by Constance la France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
It was like that of a breeze it carried, that of an elegance it soared.
Through the heavens she roars as she stood among many.
There the eagle soars with lift of the wind.
It’s there on a hunt, its heart begins.
It’s the belly of the soul needs fulfilling as it fly’s for that of grace.
For as an angel this day, has given me that of God’s grace.
Through them canyons the spirits run wild.
It’s there the fox runs, as it is a maiden at play.
She moves with the swiftness of the wind.
That Indian spirit souring through with hollowing winds.
It’s there I was on the prowl through the desert sands.
That to which was beauty and grace came and swept right in.
Though there is a cloud to which shades the moon.
There is spirit that still fly’s the blues.
They come in many, that to which protects us all.
There’s always one with heart that will steal it all.
There is always a light that out shines them all.
Even through the dark side of them walls.
It’s the spirit that watches the soul as they live among that of dead souls.
But it’s there that goodness reins.
As my heart I throw with rings.
It’s there we live to love, is the heart being in love.
That it may be caught and soar with blue winds.
But be protected by that to which stars rein the heavens in the end.
It’s there I would soar with forever more.
As my heart would fly free from that to which is of dark doors.
I would glide with eyes of the spirit as I to would be fulfilled with spirit.
To find my belonging and soar the skies beyond.
That in God we could go far and beyond.
And forever to be loved by what is your grace and eye’s of love.
Knowing there’s a chance of this being true love!
I would glide the heavens with you and like a hearts first love.
Give praise for he has sent me one with beauty and wisdom to love.
She, meaning that of something of nature.
Something born pure of wonders and such beauty.
Autumn, the time of year when all tree’s bloom that of color and love.
When the leaves fall to the ground to which it lye’s.
To there to which was thought of love from far.
As it was there my heart laid in thought.
As the wind blows through this cool autumn day.
As this day we have crossed in life.
But this day have I seen Autumn’s Beauty she portrays.
It’s there deep in soul I want to touch her.
As I think what it would be like for our lips to touch in such a passion.
In a manor of discrete and commitment.
To feel the true love to which autumn has inspired the sky’s to frost air.
To feel the warm, soothing breeze; she enhances my soul.
As I lye here in the leaves in the center of the woods.
I stare at the clouds rolling through the tree tops.
You know its beauty that enlightens the air.
As I sat and gaze at the mountains and curves she portrays.
To watch her move across the floor heaven has laid.
Captures my heart in many ways.
As the beauty of autumn is an inspiration to me everyday.
I know it’s something pure; God has put in my life this day.
I know I would be blessed that of an angel of heavens best.
As autumn I think of this day.
That just to have her love would be like that of a snow fall cover.
As nature was very kind with the scenery of the landscape.
As I would love her in many ways a snow flake would melt.
That the snow Tip Mountains wouldn’t be that of a cold snow drift lay.
But everyday would be a warm Beauty of Autumn love at blaze.