a fallen moonbeam
rests gently on your face
I kiss you in your sleep
and slowly taste the moon
in your scented breath
and your glowing lips…
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
a sparkling sword
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| half moon like a sparkling sword cuts the bonds of my soul i let it fly to the four winds back to you… |
heart flows
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| heart flows in a river of blood maple trees reflecting upon water love on the wings of a butterfly I flutter inside you |
a taste of a forgotten paradise
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kissing your lips a taste of a forgotten paradise sunsets scented arms sounds of love and my heart full of yearning... |
embraced by ecstasy
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embraced by ecstasy under the dark veil of the night our hands engaged in the works of love the gentle fight, the sweetest surrender when we ignite in each other’s arms… |
rain comes
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singing everything a blur drop after drop after drop my eyes looking behind the window a looking glass... |
I want to taste you…
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Your eyes like walnut your lips like red strawberries I want to taste you… |
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the pain of love
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| Oh the pain of love suffer crowns martyrs and saints purifies the heart The Pain of Love, by William Bouguereau, (1825-1905) |
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
suddenly a wind...
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| as I lay on my bed through the open window suddenly a wind sighs and caresses, whispers of a far away love all over my body... |
Monday, October 25, 2010
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I am real. I exist.
My flesh is warm
My eyes are true
My hands, my embraces
My laughter, my tear
My joy, my fear
My expressions and faces…
My hopes, my thoughts
My graces, my faults
My caring, my needing
My breath in the night
When you hold me tight
My loving, my bleeding
I always exist,
You know I am me
I am what I know,
And I am what you see…
Exposed
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| Das Parfuem by Cornelia Schleime |
A moment planted deep inside me
time stood still last night
I was suspended between your kiss and your caress
in between only my senses
on fire
burning
oh your taste
oh your loving eyes
I felt this world drifting
apart from my self
winds came and went
waters runned backwards to their streams
the moon fell into the sea
that moment when you exposed my soul
to your hungry lips...
Sunday, October 24, 2010
until the day...
In the first Day of the Universe
we were together,
one,
then
matter exploded
we were separated
for eternity,
until the day
when all
will return
to the Beginning…
we were together,
one,
then
matter exploded
we were separated
for eternity,
until the day
when all
will return
to the Beginning…
Hiroshima…
I don’t want to be called human anymore
this day opened its eyes
with memories of blood and burned flesh
this day started breathing
through the evaporated lips of the dead
this day smiled
opening its jaws ready to devour
this day now lasts for all eternity
a bloody stain on the forehead of every man
You have killed your brother
Slayer
How can this Earth hold your unbearable burden…
When all voices were silenced
This day
became a stone
and time stopped…
Every day is THAT DAY….
Ghost of the past...
Hamlet was right…
last night I almost got killed by my dream,
almost…
I wasn’t that brave, you see …
this dream of you attacked me
when all my weapons were left aside
dusted and rusted by my tears…
defenseless heart stood there
receiving wounds of nails and abandon,
deceiving kisses, dissolved promises…
I was watching your dream smiling…
You were there watching, smiling too…
after so much pain there was nothing left
for you to take…and suddenly I knew…
I opened my eyes - a living ghost
smiled at the sun light
Hamlet was right…
sleep-rehearsal of my love’s death…
Saturday, October 23, 2010
your soft purple lips
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longing for your kiss my eyes see nothing more only your soft purple lips within the mists... |
thick clouds
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| thick clouds across the evening sky autumn rain falls whispering your name echoing inside me... |
heart ready to burst
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| moon heart ready to burst into a thousand sighs of love a thousand sweet nothings... |
Drinking from the same cup
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drinking from the same cup my lips touch the spot where yours had been before I close my eyes and there I have my stolen kiss…. |
This rain...
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| sadness sweet soft memories of you silence in my heart this rain of thoughts in my eyes this rain of tears... |
endless sharing of love
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| sweet loving lips hands touching, eyes gazing breaths mingle an endless sharing of love our nights full of one thousand stars... |
longing
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| I open my eyes my hands reaching, longing your empty space filled with your memory I smile feeling my tears run down my face waiting in agony soon… |
Friday, October 22, 2010
Yearning for your touch...
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| hungry and thursty craving for your deep kisses yearning for your touch... |
your blossomed heart
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| taking you into my arms i know deep inside I am holding your blossomed heart in the middle of winter... |
There...
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| to touch me there, there to kiss my lips with your lips oh divine pleasure The Kiss, Gustav Klimt |
Bonds of love
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| bonds of love gladly accepted by my own free will soul baptized in light shines to a new dawn aethereal |
I am no poet
I am no poet
merely
a jester of words
some thrown up
some fallen down
I am in the middle
puzzled
how my thoughts
open their black wings
flying to other skies
leaving me behind
to weave my web
looking through the mirror
as the evening breaks
to a thousand pieces….
Thursday, October 21, 2010
touching the sea
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Every night the galaxy flows touching the sea reflections of stars dance upon the waves in love |
my spider's web of words..
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slowly with silver threads I weave dreams caught in my spider's web of words.. |
a secret shore
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There is a place a secret shore hidden deep inside my heart stars will guide you there every night I will be waiting.. |
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Still a frog...
 Me and my frog he claims he is a prince ready to be kissed I kiss still a frog shall I try again later? |
| - The Princess and the Frog - by =queenofladiestoilets on deviantART |
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