Your chest is moving up and down
With every tender breath
And body from the toe to crown
As you next to me rest
Your head is resting, and blonde hair
Swings down to every side
Are your dreams happy? Or nightmares
Behind those lovely eyes?
Your ears are pink; blush on your face
Soft and warm are your palms
How I delight in your embrace
And hope that you be calm -
And as your soul moves up and down
With every tender breath
Let me inside your spirit drown
And in there find - my rest.
silky sweetness melts,
quiet joy upon the tongue,
troubles fade to whispers~
chocolate forgives all.
Sea salt
caramel icing
a bakery's delight
breakfast pastry of champions
donuts
I tasted the sweetness
of her essence
I allowed myself to be hers
~
her covering yet in
the premise of my embrace
I felt her evolving she's delicious
~
I pray in her presence
I harness her effervescence
She's a thrill for me
She is --Mine, My Sweetness
1/1/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Tears
you shed
Heart you fed
Drop of sweetness
overpowered hatred and bitterness
Forever yours,
You're in my heart...
I can't let go,
This piece of art...
Melting my heart,
Day by day...
The sparkle in my eyes,
You have "that" way
The Perfume Bottle
The perfume bottle, sparkling clear and bright,
Gifted to me by my bride, with delight,
Preciously preserved across sands of time,
As a memory of our love still shines;
Inside the bottle lies a soft and sweet
Scent of shared love, a wholesome shining treat
Of vernal flowers, blooming fresh and new,
Handpicked for their fragrance and lively hues;
With a gentle touch, a thin spray seeps out
To outlast its whiff through the day, no doubt,
A tiny drop on the skin is not vain,
It rushes love memories in its train;
It streams tenderness of first loving days,
Revives in my mind sweetness of old ways,
Rouses a warm feel of fond affection,
A cozy feeling, verging on passion;
More than a perfume bottle, it`s love sign
That across flight of time does not decline,
Memory of first love held in the hand
That like rock, many a strain does withstand.
A little drizzle of honey
A heart with pure intent
The fragrant scent of flowers
Sweetness ever present
"A kiss is a silence that says everything there is to say." Guy Maupassant.
**************************************************************
The Silent Kiss
In the dead stillness of the early morn
When day`s orb is still below the horizon
When the fading full moon faintly lights the sky
And the southerly breeze is smooth and shy
Pearly drops of dews in silence kiss the blooms
As the first soft and silent kiss of a bridegroom.
It is a quiet kiss with glows of grace
On velvet petals as on a silken face
To mark the coming of a bright new day
Make way to bear heat of the sun rays
As flowers dance with the subtle breeze
And dawn`s golden light spills through the tallest trees.
The sweetness of each kiss hangs as tiny stars
Sparkling with shines of light from a realm afar
The lotus, lily and lavender bloom anew
Beaming with the silent kiss of the morning dew
A symphony of sweet scent spreads apace
Nature`s mellifluous perfume in the space.
My heart lies drowned in its own pool of blood—
Let your love secure me from life’s flood.
Let it come to my rescue from tonight;
From my life, sweetness has just taken flight.
My flower vase has long remained unfilled;
All my heart’s desires stay unfulfilled.
Let not your soothing care depart my life—
Please save my soul—say yes, become my wife.
Listen as my heart makes this plea for love,
And place my longing all other loves above.
Shut silent the mouths of each of my foes—
I need your presence to strike them a blow.
Please ensure that your soul hears as I plead,
Share it with others as your heart may lead—
That it’s in there that true love ever dwells;
Backwards or forwards, your love sweetly spells.
Note: Words written with bold letters are a pair of anagrams in each paragraph.
true l*o*v*e m
o
v
e
s slow
with care it f~~l~~o~~w~~s and
g
r
o
ws ~
not l-o-w
when it ""g""l""o""w""s""
s-w-e-e-t-n-e-s-s and l*o*v*e
m
o
v
e
side
by
side
as close f-r-i-e-n-d-s ~
s-w-e-e-t l*o*v*e
"s""h""i""n""e""s" *b**r**i**g**h**t*
Wispy windblown notes tingling,
gliding down a moonbeam
whilst magnolias perfume the air,
the thought of you ever on my mind.
AP: 3rd place 2025
Submitted on July 29, 2025 for contest 1399 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention
Would you mind if I won’t talk
About what to do
Better sit, relax or walk
Silently subdue
To the sweetness of the day
With the promised rain
That forgot to fall today
Though the sky was grey
The roadworks spread happy noise
The smell lingers far
Tips me gently there’s no choice
I can’t book a car
Get the plane and swiftly fly
That familiar route
Just to see if I can buy
Some of earth to root
You would offer me a bed
Your diatic food
We would share, as you said
It could be so good
But it went the other way
You have found your peace
I don’t know what more to say
When I’m saying this..
your love is s~~w~~e~~e~~t
your ~s~m~i~l e\ is the C
L
U
E
I need not be told
f
e
e
d me that s~w~e~e~t~n~e~s~s
my thanks won't be any L
E
S
S
just trust me and see
Fading gentle touch,
Echoes drift like autumn leaves—
Sweetness slips away.
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