In quiet moments, I close my eyes
and I am transported like a time traveler
to that time and place
when all my senses were alive
and filled with you.

Once more
we are balanced on the rocks,
the sound of the waves
crashing against the rocky shore,
our noses filled
with the salt-laden scent of the sea...
the wind splattering us with
tiny drops of sea water
mingling with our tears.

you stand so tall in front of me
my arms wrapped around you,
holding you close to my heart,
my tear-stained cheek against your back
as we struggle with our private demons on this,
the last day before our parting

You've brought me here,
to your special thinking place,
sharing one last glorious sunset...
the soulful crying of the seabirds
echoing our wistful sadness
as they soar above the lighthouse
on an elusive search
for something they never seem to find

As the sky fills
with the soft pinks of a dying sun,
you turn in my arms
lean down and gently touch my lips with yours.
In that brief moment
I am lost for a lifetime.

Then I am back
huddled in the stillness of my soul
arms aching from hugging emptiness
feeling as one with the seabirds
searching for that elusive something
that I will never find again....

Jersey Love

Your touch is a caress
a soft breeze blowing
across my bare breast

your lips are warm
sunlight dancing fingertips
swiftly on pale thighs

your eyes loving sweet
as brown velvet
surrounded by tangled black hair

i wonder sometimes

I wonder sometimes
will we laugh at this some day

will we be friends
who can talk about old times
over a beer
will we remember
and look at each other
with a wistful smile

maybe i'll forget
how you once touched
my heart with tenderness
maybe i'll forget
that touching it now
would shatter it like glass

will the ache
of the emptyness inside me
be lost...
in the passing of time

and how, my love
will you remember all we've been
will our memories be the same
maybe it'll be funny
or will you remember us
and feel just kind of sad

i wonder sometimes
will we laugh at this some day

will we be friends
who can talk about old times
over a beer
will we remember
and look at each other
with a wistful smile

I wonder sometimes
will we laugh at this some day

will we be friends
will we remember
with a wistful smile

sometimes....
oh god, sometimes
i wonder
.....sometimes.....

Inside My Dreams, The Fantasy

within the very darkest hour
of my dreaming
my hand reaches out for yours
and feels only empty sheets
a lonely bed
and sweet memories of you

I try to lose myself again
inside my dreams
in there you are alive
your breath mingled with mine
our legs entwined
you filling me with love

but those very memories
are only fantasies
this bed has never held you
my eyes not seen your face
these lips unkissed
my arms, yes they are empty too

with words and thoughts,
and silly emoticons
we've met across the miles
we've touched, we've loved
laughed and cried
fallen into each other's lives

it pleases me, these memories
until that darkest hour
when woken from my dreams...
then suddenly, I know inside
the lonely fantasy
with only tears for company

© Jasmin