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A mountain climber

soaring upward towards

the snow capped clouds.

Breaths short, clear

weaving in and out through

pines and birch

etching his way tediously,

slowly,

perfectly painting his way.

Flickers of sunlight,

birds flying freely

gliding beyond his reach

avoiding all man's habits.

Night befall and climber

sleeps beneath a living tree.

Wolves

cry matefully into the night, and

dew drops sprinkling his

sandy balding hair.

Again besieged by the top,

so clear

in the new day.

Finally climber ascends to the top

and without falter

finds his dream

top.........free and fresh

Love Litter

I left your sandals in the snow,

hoping winter and time would let things go.

Your eyes send messages...

icons of hope.

You words are discernable, but not very clear.

Love litter, scorching the edges of despair.

Seedling

I touched a seedling uncovered by time,

watched it grow in my damp palms.

I saw the suns affection nestle

up to its little buds

and

watched it bloom before my eyes.

It stood tall among its many relatives,

caressing its nurtured petals

laughing at its reflection on

a shimmering pond.

Early Morning Thoughts

I don’t want to wake up alone without you.

You are my only home.

What more can I tell you,

you are my heart and soul,

without you would take a monumental toll.

I don’t want to wake up without you.

You are my forever lasting love.

When I see you smile,

the clouds get bright white

and

make beautiful shapes like the Caribbean isles.

You are the only one

that begins my day since we first met.

You bring fire to my soul

and

burning love to my heart.

I don’t want to wake up alone without you,

as we take refuge together in our home

On Becoming Famous

Peddling endlessly on a treadmill…

…. you called it.

We search for style, glory and honor,

gain style, miss honor

and acclaim glory.

Some inhibit style, saturate glory and harbor honor.

I've attained style, lack glory

and feel honor,

metaphored life, grace and

rhymed my way to

individuality,

interpreted words wrongly

set on wet cement

from lack of style and meter

but have attained a level of

madness.

What You Are To Me

Vast inspiration, sometimes consternation.

Beautiful – words, indescribable.

A flawless diamond

glistening on a clear summer day.

Velvet warmth

in your soft but definitive voice,

a chorus of singing angels.

Strength and weakness, 

challenge that comforts and torments.

Love, intensity -

distance driven angst.

Bright sun drenching a valley stream

moving slowly, confidently.

The fragrant smell of fresh perfume accenting every part of you,

as fresh as sweet mountain air.

A snow storm in a small summer retreat town,

A child playing endlessly – profound.

A pleasant dream – daybreak chirping birds.

Delicate as a feather floating in the breeze.

Inspiration, da Vinci like yet real.

Happiness – solitude in thought, auditorium emotion.

What you are to me is

a field of wild flowers, swaying in the breeze

that makes my day.

Soft Stroke

Passion prompted by your sensuous subtle smile

peaking out of an ordinary window,

overlooking rocks filled with sea foam.

Careful touches become caressing hugs

that stimulates provocative thoughts.

Mixed oils on an artists pallet

become masterful works of fine art.

All in an ordinary day.

Look into a mirror

and see

the magic of your smile.

Run your fingers through my hair

and feel

the magic of your touch.

Romantic language accentuates

the softness of your smile.

Sounds float like rose pedals in an ordinary breeze,

in an ordinary day.

Island Stroll



I closed my eyes

and drifted away

to places were we can play

for ten thousand days.

We walked hand and hand

feet squeaking in the sand

wind blowing gently,

hair waving happily.

Sweet smell of wild beach flowers,

overhead

sun soaked beaches

lovers getting drenched

in warm trade wind showers.

Sun setting over aquamarine waters,

waves gently crashing,

passions and love continues to blossom, each hour

constantly rehashing

latent beginnings

opening new doors.

Eyes dotted with green sparkles

blue spheres

body, lightly tanned

walking closely together with another man

exchanging profound words

harmony

hand in hand.

New partners playing together

Not so oddly

as life begins changing

creating a new horizon

slowly, calmly

their focused thoughts

on a lonely beach

together forever

savoring the day’s sun.

Powderpuff Sky





You are afraid to reach for the stars;

you struggle inside.

I hope you get there.

Who will comfort you,

as you try to ride that streaming meteor.

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Avalanche

When I see you,

visions of ice dancers magically

floating through the air.

When I touch you,

sense the tempest

of

undaunting affection.

Our chapped lips become most rivers of anticipation

and

in our waking hours

we were distanced from our warmth.

You are a temptress.

Evoking

a harnessed love;

embroiled emotions that

toss and turn through the night.

I try to catch myself, a distanced kiss,

the sound of your voice

or feel your strength.

Sleepwalking for hours

balancing reality with hope

and hope with time.

A star gazers delight,

cerebral meteor showers

avalanche - Love you!

Renounce

  

Listen to the air,

and feel the touch of the gentle breeze.

All

a faint key to your heart

as you walk endlessly on a clouded pathway

lined with

Picasso’s statuettes.

Look deep into my eyes

and see the reflection of my heart.

Can you understand the pain, tenderness, and love

as you blink angel kisses

with your eyelashes; laughing…..

I feel your warmth in my dreams

and

your silk like touch haunted by your

endless nightly visits.

What do you want, you ask.....

You.

I Want

I want to share everything with you.

I want you to look deep into my eyes so you can see my inner soul

and feel the warmth you bring to me,

the peace you provide within

and the passion I have for you.

I want you to feel my joy, sadness

and the beat of my craving heart.

I want you to see my dreams

and walk with me endlessly so you can see where you are

each and every day.

I want to hold you tight

to kiss your lips softly, tenderly and caress your body.

I want you to feel my passion, desires strength and weakness.

I want to see the moonrise with you

and tell you things you have never heard before.

I want our hearts to make love together

and see endless ecstasy and to experience the

rhythm of our desires.

What I want is you,

the light that brightens each day.

I want us to be together

to share each moment, thoughts endlessly.

I want us to see things – together

forever.