I softly close my eyes as the new sun arrives
The glow bounces off the wilderness rocks as my mind comes alive.
I listen to the water rush over the falls as I embrace the captivating sound.
I lay back in a sea of flowers not wanting to be found.
I run my fingers along the soft petals as the wet dew drips into my palm.
I watch as the flower blooms into a brilliant magenta hue as I lay calm.
My mind wanders to the feel and exquisite taste of her.
Slowly painting her silky walls with my tongue as she purrs.
My strong hands grip her trembling thighs as my fingertips explore.
I softly bite her swelling pearl as my fingers find her special core.
Her nails grip my skin urging me not to concede.
With rhymic motion her majestic juices flow down my throat as her sensual walls squeeze.
My eyes then open to the glorious field as I smile and breathe.
As the truly stimulating journey set my mind free.
Categories:
rhymic, desire, passion, sensual,
Form: Rhyme
There were so many things.
All off them unsaid.
The room between us,
bare unforgiving,
the silence unbearable,
his rhymic breathing
a broken clock,
counting down the waiting
deep into the emptiness
of my prayers raging
through choices not made.
Me sitting by his bed
until he was dead.
There were so many things,
that remained unsaid.
Categories:
rhymic, death, father,
Form: Free verse
I am the sunset's radiant smile
I am rain's melody with songs sublime
I am the energy it takes every day to
Play life's game!
I am that sound in pounding heartbeat
in rhymic caress.
I am the colors prompted by a rainbow
That awes the eye and touches the soul.
I am the sigh a mother prays
Listening to a sick baby's cry.
I am passion delivered in a kiss
I am starlight, said by some...
A song rendering love's melody
I am somebody, uniquely, a butterfly
Growing wings.
I was told once, "God had given me Sparkle Magic!"
Children know it's true!
September 19, 2012
Categories:
rhymic, life,
Form: Free verse
I'm sitting here and gazing upon the
rhymic dance of these trees and their leaves.
I'm amzaed of their timing to move and come to a
complete motionless state ofexistence.
The conductor of orchestrate sounds of the evening,
the wind. He commands this precise ritual dance as though life
moves constant.
Suddently, the conductor commands
complete silence and the wind cease its order
for the dance. Still I am held in awe and a wonderous
solace of this majestic affair reveals God's
Power.
Categories:
rhymic, dance, dance,
Form: Ballad
Sweat droplets race,
salty and excited
running into waves
there is no shade,
no shade,
only light
beating down upon my face,
I rejoice in the rhymic flow of a cool shower,
pulse radiates in this weather,
scalding light,
scalding light,
beating down,
beating my face,
escape from winter,
this is the opposite,
how they differ,
sweet honeysuckle and scarlet sunburns.
Categories:
rhymic, nature, places, sea, seasons,
Form: Free verse
I came to the place of solace and beheld the joy of Mickal. I dance the dance of
jubilation as I awaited my turn to purchase my drink of bliss. How could I not
notice the radiance of yet, another magnificent creation of God?
Her beautiful olive-green eyes was filled with so much sensitivity and might.
Then she encountered her friend and that's when I realize that this dove was a
comforter for those whose heart's are heavy laden with sadness.
I proceeded to observe this tender soul as she dance the rhymic dance of delight
and contentment. Greeting's, thus did I softly uttered. She smile and it was as if
God Himself had smile from the Heavens above. It was at that moment that I
realize that I was in the presence of one of God's Angelic Being, that was
disguised in that human vessel.
In the silence of my being I gave reverence to God for the marvellous fashion of
Mickal. Truly, today I was bless and found great appreciation in yet, another
wonder of God Almighty. Thus, was Mickal's Blissfulness.
Categories:
rhymic, inspirational, dance, god, dance,
Form: Ballad