A Lesson in Love

This is a lesson
Of how we made love
How we  felt pleasure
From beyond and above.

I tasted your passion
I felt your soft skin
I owned your body
From outside and within.

The warmth of your breasts
My hands have embraced
The sweet of your wetness
My mouth .. the lust of the taste.

The moment we joined,
Become one with desire
You felt me inside you
The passion of bodies … burning like fire.

Mouths, hands,  lips,
And the feeling of skin on skin
But having you in my arms,
This is were every lesson of love begins ..

Brave Heart

A reward goes out to you who finds the spirit lost
It disappeared six years ago, I will not spare no cost
She’s out there somewhere in this ice cold world
I want her back today
My bright eyes, my warmth, my precious in every way.

She left that day without a trace not even a so long
She left swiftly in the dark of night, in mere seconds she was gone.
I woke that morn and rolled over to see
An emptiness had replaced
My joy, my peace, my little angel face.

I know  this could sound crazy, but try to understand
I blame myself for letting go, she just slipped through my hands
I’m ready now it’s been too long
You’ll know her right away
My brightest star, my flaming heart, my sweet Jeanne.

Oh bravest heart, don’t you see this treasure you could find…
Beyond these tears, beyond this wall, beyond this mask unkind
Her spirit’s there, it’s yours to claim
It’s just a little scared
Be bold but gentle, just be true and be the one who dared…

Here, there and everywhere

Some degree of trepidation it takes to be fond
of unsighly snakes of various makes;
some unfrozen water's left in the pond
concealed as fakes by ice & flakes.

Some residue precariously remained
when trading joy for distress;
some anonymous are found amongst those named
and some wakefulness despite weariness.

Some degree of pain results in spiritual gain
and warmth, youth & vigour are cradled by old & cold;
in repetition again obscure realises main
reminiscent of many tales told.

Some sun still hides behind thunder so loud
as not one, but many in sorrow opt for shroud;
some lucidness is in sleep & weariness in awake
as equal in importance as make & break.

Some shapes materialise in straight line bend
and some restful truth evades lying;
some stangers are but yet an unmet friend
as here, there & everywhere life's left despite dying.

Our love

Our love is something that consists
Of passion, hopes and dreams
It’s not subject to passing whims
Or to life’s extremes

Our love is a simple reality
On which we can depend
It’s solid, pure and special
Our love will never end

Our love is a strong foundation
A deep and lasting emotion of
Warmth and tenderness and
Mutual devotion

Our love is an unseen force
That keeps us two together
Safe against life’s pressures
We have each other forever
My darling

You are so easy to love

I see my dreams of yesterday, my
Happiness of today and the joy of my
Tomorrow, all that because of
Our love

The womb

My beginning, my alpha
My shield in bad weather
My hospitality, my palace

When I was, but a fetus
If at all an embryo
I was never in fear of shocks
I was in warmth of care
Nor did I need a garment
For you protected my development

Even when I was less to think
I was at all complete
I knew my protection
The womb, my mother
My world of no ending love
My hospitality, my palace

And when I was less to see
Never did I needed sight
For you knew my direction
Mother, I respect you womb
For it was my shield in bad weather
For I know my sisters and brother

The womb
Our beginning, our palace
For the bond is deep

The womb

My beginning, my alpha
My shield in bad weather
My hospitality, my palace

When I was, but a fetus
If at all an embryo
I was never in fear of shocks
I was in warmth of care
Nor did I need a garment
For you protected my development

Even when I was less to think
I was at all complete
I knew my protection
The womb, my mother
My world of no ending love
My hospitality, my palace

And when I was less to see
Never did I needed sight
For you knew my direction
Mother, I respect you womb
For it was my shield in bad weather
For I know my sisters and brother

The womb
Our beginning, our palace
For the bond is deep

Your Kiss

My body is blanketed with warmth
as your sweet lips touch mine
Adrenalin rushing as our lips entwine
Your caressing fingers run through my hair
with such a gentleness and utmost care
My world starts spinning,
feels like I'm being swept up above
This must unmistakeably be love

Sense of you

As the first stirrings in the morn
As I open my eyes
So sense I you

You fill my psyche with glorious warmth
I hunger after you
With joy that makes me silly.

You fill my days with thoughts of longing.
Longing to be with you and being lost in you.

As the night cascades the stars
And brings weariness
As I close my eyes
So I sense you

my door and key

You are the door of my life and
I adore you,
Without even knocking so hard,
In the globe of peace and warmth,
I felt so well than warm,
All I saw was darkest cloud lying
around me,
There was no other shelter than you.

you serve my daily smile right,
For you called me from my sleeping blanket,
Where loneliness was my smile to mile the day,
then  drove me into holiness home.

I saw brightest lights switching on,
But rather than smiling, I miled with a cry,
I felt more than warm,
I felt more than well,  
I felt more than welcomed
And around me revolved the largest world than all

You are the key of my life,
For you let come from miles,
And made my entrance so warm than easy,
So that I would come in to see what you saw,
And kept me warm from south and warm to south
Just like the palace lifelike.

Mom, you are the door of my life and

For the chair you let me sit on,
I am now cherished,
For the coolest coffee you let me drink,
I am now drunk,
Drunk by the joy of life,
yet on top of my daily smile,
my dates would have none besides you.
my feelings would choose none but joy,
All from choice that you came up to,
And made me choose no death from life

She is HE

She is a man
Her untold stories are the tall grass on top of her aging grave of circumstances
She is defined by her man whom is role is of importance
Her stories are always hushed and under-carpeted by his degrees and diplomas
She is the man in this population of men
She has always been expected and bullied by this old baby who can’t feed, bath and clean after itself
Her role in the society has been murdered by the voices of those who can be more louder and prouder
She is a woman behind this man.
She is now lying in those cold soils of ants and never been honored and praised for her nature.
This is a mother to his children
Her struggles are more less important as they are not inked in any book or cave rocks
She has mothered and fathered his babies in the days of convolutions
All her life has been about him and his children
She cooked meals of comforts and told tales of laughter’s and made this house a home of small and big memories.
She has sweetened his pains when diseases of time broke.
Till then she never received any “thanks note or any medal of recognition”, but she still persistently kept these people tepid and contented.
Her joy was in them.
This is a woman of marvels.
Her spirit was always filled with glory as she prepare meals for of souls
She is dearest and her medals yet have not found a metal as beautiful as her
She is the warmth in those soils of time