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Reckless

Reckless flirtation:
The lingering sweetness of wine hindering rationale
as lips engage greedily;
heated breath intoxicating drunken senses even further.

Desire for exploration heightens arousal for the taboo ~
revealing an innate urge to satisfy the hunger within.

Casting aside caution in an attempt of sustaining entrancement
enables pursuing flesh to connect in frenzied abandonment;
propelled by an ache for release necessitated by instinct.

And in the aftermath, 
chilled by impetuosity still moist from the volume of thirst ~
two souls waiver in the realization of their actions,
as silent tears of ignominy wash blame from their wringing hands....

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Curiousity

Curiosity sparks the flame anew;
   desire burns from thoughts of you.
Anticipation spreads its entangling web,
   and I'm caught in the longing for more.

Dare I dream that you are real?
Dare I dream these emotions to feel?
Dare I expose my heart to your touch,
   and let your love heal me (wanting too much...)

One lifetime... two hearts....
One love....

Pray will last.






(approx. 1997)

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Stolen Moments

Stolen moments suspend me in time.
Moments with you I seek to find.
Reviving my breath,
Sustaining my soul:
And once again I am whole.
	
Whispered fantasies tease my mind
Vibrant on the wings of faith:
Senses waken; desire consumes
Craving yet another taste ~
For one word spoken:
To engage in just one look
To savor one more touch.

And in the anticipation of reckoning
Relinquished by the night,
My heart aches from the intensity of rapture...
Calling me home.

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Save Me

What is this Evil
Growing inside me?
Who gave it legs and
Permission to feed,
On this - my own life….

Why can’t I cut
This evil out?
Why can’t I bleed
Fountains of youth?

I cry tears,
anguished pain;
Yet nothing…

Nothing
Can save

…me.


(written August 19,2008 as a result of learning of my mother in laws inoperable lung cancer.)

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The Coming Knight

Longing consumes me
As my heart beats with fervor
For my noble knight...

For a day passes
Slowly until the night comes,
Yielding him to me.

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Bean Sprout

A life so fragile, placed in your hands,
To mold and teach to understand....

To mold a caring and honest soul,
   to teach morals, and to set a goal.
To understand feelings, to accept without change,
   to love without judgment,
To be a friend

A live, MY life, placed in your hangs,
   to watch me grow, to help me plan.
To know one day you must set me free
   to live the life I choose for ME.




(written approx. 1983, for Soni.)

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Solitary Tear

A tear ~ solitaire:                                            
Faint whispers of loneliness                              
Echo as it falls.

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Desert Storm

Violent thunder in a blood red sky
Tears of anguish in the family’s eye
Hearts held achingly in the grip of fear ~
Praying for those they hold most dear.

How long must the fighting last?
How long before the pain has past?
How long before our troops return,
And the hatred in our hearts cease to burn...

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Washed Hands

Lollipop kisses (sticky sweet)
Impress their nectar upon your whiskered cheek:
Your hand absently wiped away their adolescent aftertaste.

Despondent arms:
Outstretched for a reassuring (pretentious) hug
Grasp only the stale air of your indifference
Breathed upon my naively upturned face:
Smothered in incognizance.

Does it mystify?
That I have excommunicated myself from
Your well rehearsed pleasantries?
Your hypocritical attempts to condone justification of 
Your displaced loyalty simply compounds the situation.

Your bed is not mine to lie in -
Your rules no longer mine to follow.

Perhaps now you will be the one to recite fairy-tales
On feather-filled pillows, as silent tears cascade down
Self erected barricades, puddling by your cheek...

Pray you never hear the lone hoot owl
As he waits impatiently by your grave...





(approx. 1999)

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Completion

It used to be that when I closed my eyes
Dandelion wishes of youth would tickle my mind.
Wishes of forever that I never truly grasped....
A dream of true love I never honestly trusted....
A completion of self I never truly felt:
~ Until you.

And now when I close my eyes, it’s you that I see...
(My dream realized)
And my senses reel from the heat of your touch
That lingers still - even after you’ve gone....
Instinctively I breathe you in (longingly) 
Wanting to taste you:
Savoring the memory of your caress on my lips
Teasing my need for more:
Fanning the flame of desire that never fades.

And I smell you (forever found in your scent)....
And I feel you (true love found in your embrace)....
And I hear the whisper of your voice 
~ My axis that guides me home.

And in my craving to touch you one more time
I am completed by the sensation of your kiss
~ Pouring life into my soul.