From in the distance,
there comes a cry.
“Where are you?”
I listen chained,
I listen in dispair.
“I need you Drew”.
I see you there,
I run to you.
I find you beyond my grasp.
I pull on the chain,
it is un-yielding.
I am held by its clasp.
Frustrated I pull,
I beat the chain.
And yet I do not scratch it.
It weighs me down,
it holds me back.
And still your beyond my finger tip.
Emotions
You call me caring,
you call me a person of affection,
you call me diabolical,
that was your first impression.
You say I'm hugable,
you say my heart is fair,
you also call me kind,
just a big teddy bear.
You say I make you feel cherished,
and appreciated too,
for all the affection I give,
I feel the same when you give too.
Moments of Tenderness
A tear rolls down my face,
soft harshness from a kind deed.
The touch of your sweet lips touching mine,
heaven sent joy.
A kind word from your heart,
describing feelings of love and tenderness.
As I say “I love you”.
Your soft skin on delicate fingers cradling my face,
a warm gesture shouting silent desires.
“Kiss me softly my love,
for tonight you’re mine and I’m yours”.
As two hearts and bodies meet,
passion’s pleasures as time holds its breath.
And you whisper “make love to me”.
A soft numb silence after a storm of pleasure,
time slowly releases its held breath.
Two people in love with each other,
quiet vows on the now still night.
An eternal path of love now embarked upon,
a river of emotion gently flows from my soul.
As I whisper to you softly “I will always love you”.
Perfect Images
The sea, the rolling sea,
the stars, the shining stars,
the moon, the pale glowing moon,
the sand, the cool white sand.
All but one within the grasp of my hand.
Your smile, your brightening smile,
your eyes, your engulfing eyes,
your arms, your enrapturing arms,
your face, your beautiful face.
The joy I feel when we share one space.
Perfect images, so clear,
those fragile images, so dear,
those desired images, so wanted,
those most perfect images undaunted
Another reason I’m glad your here.
Sunrise
The growing light reddening the sky,
hiding the stars and paling the moon.
For the sun in wait am I,
its light like a flower about to bloom.
Colors of red, yellow, orange and blue,
like a heavenly carpet leading the way.
The sun's light illuminating me and you,
starting its run of the new day.
A giant orange orb in awe we gaze,
the clouds like the birds slowly pass.
Breaking the dark and clearing the haze,
its light on the water now like glass.
This event leaving two souls in wonder,
such a thing of beauty and joy.
Something simple which makes us ponder,
could it be just natures ploy.
The Painter
The faint blue smoke drifts lazy,
escaping the cigarette in your outstretched hand.
It flies away crazy,
nimble fingers,
creamy skin,
taking time till time begins.
Your long blonde hair hangs lazily,
partially covering a delicate face.
A golden waterfall alluring hazily,
silk streamers,
mysteriously intriguing,
upon my ears, a voice as golden as your hair.
