What could be more 

than the taste of your lips? 

As my thoughts ponder the raindrops left on my window 

My fingertips softly touch

the cold glass 

My breath making the outside world unclear 

Your lips taste of smooth ambrosia

caressed in bliss...

Stealing up the covers 

the rain reminds me of the time

without question or hesitation 

you gave your love to me 

Your lips spoke a whisper 

I will forever recognize...

A voice like the wind

upon the walls that stirs the silk

warms the chill 

and encases the spill

of the moon and stars 

You tell me things   

my soul memorizes...

If I were a breath in time 

I would spend myself 

upon your skin 

and end it all

breathing in the smell of

loving You.

Come...

uncover secrets with me 

come where the moon 

meets the sky

in sensuous, shimmering lines

where bared propositions 

tempt traces along your 

silken promises

Come...

speak with me 

of hidden agendas 

launched behind our eyes

spoken with long glances, 

mute invitations of mine 

are aligned, possessed,

unfolded

Come...

spin into my arms' warmth

flicker your lashes and

disarm me 

inside, where my will 

is eclipsed by your 

smiling hands

Come...

fly with me 

in bare winds of solar flares, 

where brushed touch trails 

feathered heat, our hitching 

breaths sear starlight gazes 

into every tomorrow, 

sanctified

Come...

set the cosmos alight

I see the promise of hereafter 

in the passion of the now

Atomic energy swells, rippled 

waves smoothing circles, 

my rising pulsar rhythms 

pleasing yours

Come...

I'll draw you in, warp reality

let my body bend your body 

to create the double star

Arched nebulae swirl 

in spectral diffusion under 

comet streaks licking 

your heavens

Come...

let me taste the nova’s 

rising heat radiating 

from your core

Interstellar delights 

nibbled, drawing elixirs 

through digital orbits, 

twinned gasps

Brighter than galaxies 

our passion burns hotter

Consumed by our own boundless fire, 

a billion stars burst from the flame

Our celestial spheres shudder 

with shock after shock 

of runaway supernovae

explosions

Passion's fuel spent, 

flares to embers die 

we collapse into darkness 

once more.

Within the petals of the rose 

Captured in the fragrance of the orchid 

Nurtured by the holy water of love 

Drenched in the sunlight of your being 

My love is kept safe in the woman 

That is you. 

Within your eyes there is a flame 

Born of passion, fuelled by a sacred trust 

A woman beyond fantasy and imagination

Beyond the dreams of first love. 

Your face worthy of every love poem ever written 

With a smile that my dreams can, 

Play over and over again in a world, 

That only you and I know. 

Where we can walk, hand in hand 

Through dreams that have not yet spoken 

Down paths where our emotions merge 

Where two hearts beat as one 

In this glorious thing we call love. 

Here our souls can lay down together 

Away from this troubled world 

To make love, for angels to envy 

Where your kisses heal the man that is me 

To bring me back from the abyss.

To see the sunrise through your eyes 

Hand in hand with my one true love 

And when we are three 

I pray that our child will grow 

To find love and happiness 

Just like you and me.

I stitch seams of stories sewn in stains tracing their timeline in turbulent tones navigating the news now naked and exposed on the doorstep of your mysterious mind... 

Entranced engaged and entering earnestly lead on lacy labyrinth’s of leading lines absent and abstract artfully you engage the collective webs of words we weave...   

The pattern of pictures performs patiently retrieved restored read out unrestricted excerpts and examples of everyone but you cleverly casting cloaks keeping you uncaptured... 

Soldiers of twine solidarity storylines fashioned by fabrics of fictional fables the mystery moments your mind mentors clothed carpeted capturing clever closure.