Thanks Ladywind, I try to recreate the feeling my wife makes me feel.

And Queenie, Thank you too. I appreciate the kind words

The Morning Dew

I watched
as the morning sun
poured its light
over the thin nightshirt
you were wearing

My imagination
undressed you
touching
each ray
as they defined your womanhood

Slowly
as if time were melting
it fell gently
to the floor
revealing your perfection

I inhaled
knowing
the next breath I would take
would be lost within the burning rapture
of your soul

And as the sunrise
danced within the beads of sweat
pouring from our bodies
I could hear
the soft
delicate
moans
of the morning dew
awakening us

No need to worry just been extremely tired of late. So much to do so little tine to do it. And it doesn't help that I'm a basketball junky which means I'm staying up to 2 to 3 in the morning then getting up 6 for work.

And that's me staying up watching west coast games. I'm driving my wife crazy

Solitary Confinement

I sit in silence
staring at the four walls
there is this feeling
of despair
of pain
and fear
I am no longer the me
who ravaged life
without a care

The walls
seem to grow
closer
and closer
as if their intent is to trap my thoughts
I scream STOP
yet they continue to move
towards me
minute after minute
hour after hour
day after day
closer and closer

I no longer know
who I am
where I am
where I've been
or going
I'm just here
trapped
caged
and lost

My voice
has no words
just guttural sounds
of torment
as the walls close in on my soul
this confinement
pounds my thoughts
yet there is no one to hear my voice
is this
what I deserve
is this
how forever will be
imprisoned
to live out my guilt

Ahhh Ladywind once again you leave me amazed. Love this

Journey Home

I can feel the sun
through the cold wind
burning
ever so gently against my dreams
for now
I am alive

Memories
both
the good
and the bad
are seemingly entwined
within the travels of my thoughts
painting a picture
of the footprints
I will leave the world

I am as ready
as I guess anyone could be
aged
tired
and missing the world I once knew
there is fear though
of the unknown
and knowing
everything today
will soon
cease to be

I can still feel
the sun's warmth
though it has started to set
and the cold wind
now seems a bit colder
I am so tired
yet I fight
to keep my eyes open
hoping
for one more memory
hoping
for one last thing to take with me
on my journey
home

My Tomorrow


Sitting
in the silence of midnight
wondering
if my tomorrow
will be a cruel forever

So much
of who we were
has been left
here
with me
to ponder
to cry over
to miss
to hurt

Sitting
in the silence of midnight
wondering
if my tomorrow
will by chance
see you
maybe talk to you
maybe hold you
or if the days gone by
are just that
days that have passed

I want to be stronger
than I am now
but something is missing
you
love
us

Ha ha

Ha ha
ain't life funny
kind of bitter
but damn
more often than not
sweeter
than honey

In the scheme
of things
stars
will rise
some will fall
and in between
there's just enough
wishes
for us all

So even if
rain
enters the open window
chalk it up to
one of things that just happens
but don't let it dampen
the rest of your day
as they always say
(ahem) happens anyway

So let it rain

You know
the more I think
the less I worry
about how others feel
or if
what I feel is real
I guess
it's like
putting things
in perspective
if you breathe
you gotta live

So I'm gonna make it rain

Melting Point

Can you
hear my whispers
as I scream
ever so softly
please
don’t stop

It is
as if
my soul were melting
from the burning desire
of your touch
gently
exploring my weakness
as I give you
me
from the time dusk settles above the city
till the morning light
awakens me
from this too real to be true
dream

Tell me
can you
hear my whispers
as I scream your name
in the midst
of our souls entanglement

Grasping
the sheets
while chasing air to breathe
as you relentlessly
pursue every secret
within me
so many of my thoughts
travel the course of your hands
as you touch me
from head
to toe
to the depths
of who I am

Mic drop

I like this!!!!! Quite deep

Eventually

When
I ask
she says
eventually
so I wait

In my mind's
silence
patience has run its course
because all I do
is think
of her
of us
and the possibilities

I don't mean
to rush her
and yes
the longer we wait
the more
I anticipate
which
I guess isn't a bad thing
but I wish she could
just give me an idea
as to when
and all she says is
eventually

This is cool. Like it

Hot

The way
you move
dangerously
seductive
elegant
with a twist of mmm

I want to
reach over
to you
touch you
but I can't
because I'm mesmerized
and I like it
damn I like it

I wish
I knew
your thoughts
what makes you
do
the things you
do
to me
it's as if
you know
you're my fantasy

Damn
tonight
is as beautiful
as a painting
of a flowing river
under the sun's hot torment
hot
burning hot
and I like it
damn I like it

Short but detailed . . . perfect

Riverspirit thank you!!

And Queenie you made my day . . . thank you so much. I do my best

Riverspirit thank you!!

And Queenie you made my day . . . thank you so much. I do my best

Leap of Faith


I want to share the wind with you
to feel the angel's breath
as it carries us
to places unknown

I want to soar with you
through the clouds
and the stars
as we discover the beauty of love

If we could just fly
if we could just
step out onto life's edge
and take that leap of faith
I'm sure we would find
the perfect place
to settle down

Beautifully Confused

Breath
against my flesh
feels like every unspoken word
within
every stolen moment
emotions
haunting my soul
until I shiver

I want
and need
this
yet there is this fear
of having you discover me
a fear
of never wanting to know
tonight's ending

Breath
against my flesh
it is so hot
so gentle
I close my eyes
I see you
I feel you
I beg you
please

There is
a rush
from deep within
and I do not know what to do
should I
whisper I love you
or
should I
remain silent
and let this be who we are
I am
so beautifully
confused

This Old Guitar


I close my eyes
and begin to strum
each note I play
feels as if I'm searching for a rhythm
to call my own

I keep playing
this old guitar
with no destiny in mind
only the now
and my soul
plucking each string
until there's a meaning to this noise

Soon
a song comes
from the melodic melancholy
of my fingers
and this old guitar
not a cloud in sight either
just the sun
and music

It's not necessarily perfect
but it is a day
unlike most others
and for that
I sing
as I keep playing
this old guitar