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Thursday, November 11, 2010

Silken Sparks

The ritualistic tango
A mating dance as old as time
Two souls as one
Body and mind meeting
In a moment never fleeting
When words become insufficient
Replaced by the touch of your fingers
The soft whispering caress
Of your lips on my skin
The tune of a Spanish guitar in the background
Or could that just be in my head?
Emotions exploding in the silence
As we express what so many have written about
Talked about, dreamed about even
But only so few
Have managed to set eyes on it
And less yet, had it in their grasp

Few could grasp for what we share is beyond the physical
My mental will tell you so
For countless times my lips found envy
As my eyes caress your dark hue ever so gently
The dance is not to be forgotten without cause to remind
Silently i declare you shall yet be mine
So if through poking the dance shall come to be
Then more should be expected from me

Then maybe I’ll let the silence linger
I won't say a word for fear that if i speak
The moment shall be lost
And this flutter in my heart
Shall become but a murmur
And the tremor in my legs
A reminder of what could have been
Let our souls sing that song
That only you and i can here
soft sensual lyrics that only the lovers' ear embraces

Then let's my love,
Live in that single moment,
Where the music shall play forever,
Fingers shall not lose touch...
Like a painting framed,
We shall dance for eternity...
Fear not of speech, my little bird,
Sing, if you must, every word.
Serenade our love with music & care,
Not of the world that stares,
I vow, my touch shall hide you from such glare.
So be still and breathe,
And live in this, our moment.

Then with your touch so splendid and candid
I’ll throw all caution to the wind
More than words could say
A velvet embrace if i may
To be so close, to feel so lost
And yet never feeling more found
A mesmerizing catharsis
And a soul clenching eclipse
Deftly devouring all inhibition
Inviting an exhilarating release
A rainbow of passion washing through my veins
The kind of passion that only you could evoke...

collaboration by Anonymouspoet1 and Checkmate

Sunday, November 7, 2010

The Hardest Thing

With a smile on my face and that brave glow in my eyes
I cry and sob albeit quietly and silently
Those silent tears that only I can hear
That crushing sorrow that only the mirror can see
I don’t want you to see my despair
Nor would I want you to notice my dismay
For your sake I will shed my tears behind closed doors
For though I am filled with anxiety and scared to the bone
My pride for you reigns supreme over panic
So that when it’s finally time to watch you walk away
I will do so with my head high
And joyous peals of laughter
I will not allow tomorrow’s unknown to steal
Yesterday’s beatitudes
For I do not know whether the future holds we
Or if the crystal ball sees only me
But I know that I will not shut the door
And the closing chapter for this will not be written just yet
Just because the days will pass and life will go on by
And I will not see you as I would wish to
I will not erase the memories or ignore the next possibilities
Instead I will let the things that I am certain of decide tomorrow
I am certain that I know you,
I am certain that I cherish you
And I am certain that I love you

Obscure Shadow

The rain drowns the solitary teardrop
And with that it drowns the hate
The sorrow, the despair and regret
An erosion of all that was human in me
Leaving behind an unveiled void
A soulless smile and a heartless mirth
And I am left unremorseful and unfeeling
Simply an obscure shadow from the past