He came with honesty & shyness, laughter & the promise of friendship. He came with gentleness, tenderness, patience and true spirit. Something within him has touched my heart ... and has set my wild soul to vibrating. There are sensations of comfort, ease, safety and freedom that comes through in his words. It would be so easy to fall in love with him.
Well... There goes my denial.

Morning
As the morning slowly comes out from under the cover of night, he stretches bright warm fingers to rouse me from dreams of you. I cling stubbornly to the comfort of my sleep, unwilling to part from you once again so soon. As sleepy grey eyes open my body snuggles further under warm covers, dreading the moment when I must get up and go about another day. But this one is special. It is the morning after meeting and falling in love with you. It is a gentle and intense fall but there is little fear for the sense that you will be there to catch me is strong. My heart soars with rememberence of the words you whispered to it. My wild soul sings of contentment, peace and completion, things sought & finally found. You have blessed me with one night that I'll cherish forever... Even if it turns out to be only a fond dream that refuses to fade with morning's awaken touch.
© 2/20/98

Second Thoughts
If I didn't know any better I'd have to say that I am falling in love again. You've taken half of my heart, but I don't know if I have any part of yours in return. So afraid that none of this is real... that I'm just dreaming a lovely dream. Been looking & longing for love for so long that it would bve so easy to fool myself into believing this is love when it could just be loneliness talking again. It would be so easy to fall under your spell... Being in your arms, hearing your voice, seeing your face, feeling your touch has me clinging to the edge. Not afraid of falling but of you not being around to catch me or soften the impact. I live & love each day as it comes, yet I cannot help but look to the future. We may be right for each other today but what about tomorrow? You say you love me, but do you really?
© 2/21/98

Dragon Storm
The Dragon Tempest comes through my life and nothing is ever the same. There is wisdom in his eyes but he cannot truly understand the storm that destroyed my life. There is power within him that both draws me closer & drives me away. There is honor & protectiveness about him but he does not see why I can't let myself go. There is kindness, compassion, gentleness and strength within the tempest but the storm that rages within me is much more fierce & elemental. The fear of hurt is present for both of us... but the need for understanding, acceptance, peace and quiet is stronger.
Who will win?
© 4/22/98

Dragon Night
The night belonged to me, given by the dragon with his heart in his hands. He gave me a night more precious than gems, more brilliant than stars... I was always the giver, never taking much for myself. He gave to me and I freely took for once in my life. I soared higher than I ever thought I could since he gave me wings to fly. He gave peace with his body sheltering, comforting, exploring mine. He gave new emotions which have no name but are not threatening. He gave a touch to remember in place of a touch to forget. He gave what he could freely give to me, being content to just give. He gave freedom to be who I am & can be. He gave laughter & playfulness. I was given a night only a dragon who has his heart in his hands could give.
© 5/10/98
Thoughts on you
I sit here watching the sun sink to the earth... with my thoughts on you. I sit in my room, looking at the briliant colors of the sun's dying light... with my thoughts on you. I sit by the darkened window, gazing at the stars as they come out to dance to the night's song... with my thoughts on you. I sit through the quiet evening all alone... with my thoughts on you. I sit here watching the sky change various shades of blue to match your eyes... with my thoughts on you. I sit in my room as the morning opens & stretches golden fingers across my world... with my thoughts on you. I sit on the porch to bear witness to the birth of another day full of everything & everyone... with my thoughts on you. I sit here with thoughts of you... hoping that your new wings fit properly, that your voice is still crystal pure & vibrant, that you enjoyed the sunset & sunrise from your view up above, that you have found peace, joy & happiness at His side. I sit here with hot, huge tears on my face ... and my thoughts on you.
© March 1998
In memory of Stephanie Brister, 1978-1998
Till we meet again in the "Land where we'll never grow old."
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