Thursday, April 19, 2012


Hearing your words floating 
through the air,

rocking in a chair

beneath the constellations.

I see your image on

tinted glass

haunting my bed with empty hopes.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

My Love

There is magic in the air
and each time we get together
I trembled at the thought of our touch
and became another person when we kiss each other.

A person who feels passion,
a person who feels love from inside out.
different and heavenly.

I don’t know why we didn’t connect earlier
but then the magic would not be the same.
Our love possesses demons, desires, happiness, and sadness
and at some point hurt.
All surpassed by strength, deep caring and trust.

Our love also possesses understanding and forgiveness
And the notion that this is a magical love
One that could not resist the test of time.
The test is today
we are catching our dream hitching a ride on a rainbow.
Come lets go together and enjoy our magic.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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


 Hear the mild wind blow
through the colorful meadow
following the riverbank.
Water tumbling over the exposed rocks.

I spoke into your eyes
and saw pollen floating
and heard the wind howl
echoes through the wild flowers.

I spoke into your eyes
and saw tree branches sway
back and forth
and your eyes blinked to the wind
 following the lonely meadow stream.