a sweet longing
abides deep within
that cannot be
asuaged

it keeps
company long
days and nights
bringing comfort

its intention is not
to bind, nor smother
it seeks not to
push nor shove

it merely tries to
convey the dreams
of one small
spirit

it offers simple
love, sweet and pure
and if
not returned

that small spirit
will live on
sadder, bereft
but it will live

dap...©'99

~Whisper the Answer~

Have I spoken too soon
said too much...
Should I fade away
from the promise of your touch
Have I opened my heart
to have it ripped in two
Only to be left
with unanswered love for you
Where are the answers
which serve to soothe
The mists shadow the questions
and my spirit is moved
Is my weakness my strength
simply hidden from me
Do I trust completely
and set my heart free
I thought my eyes open
the eyes of my soul
The eyes of my heart
no longer cradled in cold
To find once again
that diaphanous dream
Just out of reach
too far it would seem
I want no death to my spirit
no heart cold with dread
Where are the answers
I long to trust my heart, not my head...
Have I spoken too soon
Said too much
Whisper the answer
Use your gentle touch

dap...©'99

Said the angel to the moon...

Wings opened...
sweeping the green carpet of the forest
in their luminescent glow...
Soft blues welcoming gaze bid the moonbeam come
rest for a time within this quiet, loving fold

dap...©'99

Celestial Bodies

Soft footfalls break the sounds of the night;
Blues deeply darkened gaze upward;
Stillness...

The faint rise and fall of breast
concede evidence of life
Glistening wings stretch outward, embracing
the crystal light

Transluscent beams encircle;
diaphonous rays whisper across pale skin
tracing cold fire;
Fluttering sighs hide the dark blue sight

The celestial light conquers
And the wings close about its shine

dap...©'99

Answering the Moon

I have ventured to bath in the moonbeams,
tho' the heat of the sun warms my skin...

to wash in the muted glow of Moon's radiance
releases a sweet longing in my soul...

therein lies home,
and a shiver of anticipation races along
with the silvered fingers of the magic of the moon...

Ride the moonbeams... come touch me with your silvered glow...
dap...©'99

a master's hand

music lovingly coaxed from fine woods
floats around me
soft, rhythmic words whispered
in a voice low, smooth, rich
each subtly playing my emotions
as finely-tuned instruments
seducing me, sending me spiraling into mists
of dreams and joy
a master of notes and melody
touching chords deep within

dap...©'99

en...©'99

We are each of us angels with only one wing,
and we can only fly embracing each other."

Luciano De Crescenzo

The best way to love is to love like you have never been hurt.



You don't love a woman because she is beautiful...
she is beautiful because you love her.

Author Unknown

Beauty is not in the face;
beauty is a light in the heart.

Kahlil Gibran

SPIRIT WALKER
Energy...pure and powerful
...supporting...loving
Light...white and enveloping
...filling and seeking out the darkness and shadows
Keys of pure light unlock hidden pain with gentle proddings
...bringing it up through the mists of time
...rendering it powerless
Pulsating waves of energy bind the shattered spirit within
...soothing...gentling...loving
...taking it by the hand showing it the path of light...

dap ©'97

My spirit is...

---wand'ring...an unknown path
---searching...for a lost, tiny sphere of light
---rememb'ring...the fullness...the peace...the love
---focusing...on one step at a time...stumbling
---struggling...to hold to fragile fragments left
---hoping...on the promises made...the vows
---growing...the strength...the heart...the knowledge
---healing...so many wounds.....

dap ©'97

...alone on the mountainside, looking out over Mother Earth's vastness...

where is it this broken spirit belongs?

what place holds peace?
...other spirits, strong in knowledge and love, guide....nudge...
force sight to turn deep within
...yet windegos circle...
the darkness thick...
sucking away the meager light yet held...
...what is this spirit?
where has it been?
what lessons has it learned?
what is yet to be?

locked away somewhere is the energy...
the balance...
the light
...just out of reach

dap ©98

Emotions run rampant...
up and down...
At once calm...safe with peace and tranquility;
At once raging...bursting forth with ill-concealed fragility...
Walking on eggshells...
tip-toeing around tempests...
dodging dangers unseen and unknown...
Confusion runs amouk in my mind...
A whirling dervish of thoughts and feelings kept tightly leashed.
Search for the beauty
in a simple flower on the sill...
in the quiet purring of a kitten...
in the soft and gentle blows of a mare...
Find the peace within and hold on!
I must...
or lose it forever...

©dap'97

Yearning for...
...the slightest touch of warm fingers across my body;
...the stroke of soothing palms on my skin;
...the feather-dusted kiss, so soft I might have imagined it;
...the sweet sonnet of words whispered lovingly;
...the wonder of a look that touches my soul;
...the warmth of a smile that sends shards of sweet pain to my heart;
...the man I love to love my soul and all that is me...

gently.

©dap,'88

...take me and love me exactly as I am...
it may mean that you will have to be a stronger man...

©dap,'97

I love ye simply...
Without thought my soul seeks thine and
my heart takes flight at the sound of thy voice.
Ye play the melody of love with my body and
it sings sweeter than the finest choir of angels.
The life this lass doth lead circles about thee and
keeps thee close...
Without thee, there is no comfort...no contentment...no joy...

©dap'96

On your shoulders rests the sum of my life...
In your hands lay my fragile heart...
In your soul my spirit doth take refuge...
Your eyes hold the power to bring me soaring or
plunge me into despair...
Your mouth can send me to unbridled passion or
the very bowels of hell...
Your mind shelters all my thoughts and dreams...
Your body, my ultimate release...
You have all of me...
And I have given it willingly.

©dap'92

The way to love is to realize it might be lost...G.K. Chesterson





On the wind soars the spirit which cannot be contained...
searching...
resting not till two halves be made whole again.
Fire lights the darkness and roars to life as the spirit floats into the light...
Warmth entwines and comforts as heat burns the soul...
touching...tasting...breathing...feeling...listening...
Longing asuaged at last...home.

©dap'92

Gently taking the offer of your lips...
moving my mouth with yours...
slowly...tantalizingly slow...
A mating of tongues meeting with the knowledge that
this love is as old as time itself...
Destined to be...
Down throught the ages these two souls have flown...
Meeting at last in the flesh to know the wonder of the physical part of themselves...
Knowing also that this brief sojourn of love is but a flare of the flame...
And that when this earthly life is done,
The two souls will fly again to meet in another age...
another time...
Destined to love forever!

©dap'95

In your eyes I see my future, my destiny, my fate...
The light of a thousand starlit nights.
The mountains around the valley...
The hawk taking flight...
A field of wildflowers dancing in the wind...
The incredible colors of a sunset painted by the Creator's own hand...
And the love...
it is there, smoldering just below the surface...
ready to burst forth,
embrace me,
and make me complete...
And I await....

©dap'96

Dreams...mountains and the snow...
soft gentle rustling and the occasional plop as snow drops from the branches of the heavily-laden trees...
...the denizens of the forest slipping quietly from their hiding places to forage...
walking unbeknownst to them into our sight...
...us standing together glorying in what Mother Earth
in her infinite wisdom has laid upon this great land
for our simple pleasures...if we only stop and listen and wait...

©dap, '97

She glides as one, effortlessly, on a pale horse which defies taming;
Her ivory raiment whispering softly against the grace and strength of unseen limbs;
The seat this Warrior Princess has taken is true and the miles before them stretch endlessly...

©dap, '97

Like a wild horse grazing calmly on the mountainside
often easily misjudged, breaking away in rage or pain in a heartbeat
Deceived by calm, people march forward confidently ...
They don't understand the wildness nor the mistrust...
Chances are, pain will follow...

©dap'98

LADY LOST

Back and forth, pacing impatiently...
Soft, nut-brown eyes alert for signs of life.
Delicate long limbs trod a path well worn...
A head held high...hovering motionless atop the fence...
Ears poised to pick up the slightest sound in the early morning cacaphony.
Doorknobs speak unpleasantly, breaking the pre-sun wonders...
A screen door squeaks, causing faster pacing along the sharp-pointed fencing...
The proud, arrogant head nods... nostrils flare in anticipation...
Soft blows and shrill whinnies and a soft smile greet the morning light...

©dap'89

Today I looked at the shamrock.
It's simple beauty unfolded in miraculous splendor...
Tiny white trumpet blooms nodded toward the light...
Glistening green stems reached for life and held up a proud head.
Three green leaves hold all that is great in their simplicity...
Something so small...so ordinary...so wonderful...
Today I looked at the shamrock...
And I learned to look for beauty in small places...
For it is there that that often I find the greatest joy.

©dap'97

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