Spirit of a Woman

A ghost invitingly appears to me
daily
speaks to me, with words so sweetly
She soothes this turbulence of my heart.
she stirs calmness to my soul
yet, I try to reach out to her
but she is so far away
I can only cry for her
in my sleep.
If,
and I say, If
she only knew how deep I have fallen
in this ocean of love for her
I am drowning for her, near death
Yet, she keeps alive.
Though
She is only a dream set fire to my soul
I cannot reach her, I cannot see her
she only exist in thousand pages
I have written, just for her
through my years of solitude.
In those pages, I tell her everything
where I have been, what I have done
where I'm going and when I think of her.
Nightly affirmations I send
because
she's must be an angel
an angel
I cannot see, I cannot hear, I cannot touch.
An excruciating love pain
buried within me
she's a living memory
she is a haunting lover
a ghost to me.
I so wish, she were alive
in front of me.
As loving as she is, she tortures me
with this love, I have only, for her.
This invisible, spirit of a woman.

I Love Your Words

I love your words because
They are your eyes I wish to see
and one day touch your soul.

I love your words because
They excite the joy in me when
I read you... I can keep you
oh so close to my heart.

I love your words your sincerity your sweet kindness, your humor warms my spirit.

I love your words You draw me to you ignite the passion in my writing You, my muse.

I love your words You speak so clearly truthfully lovingly to me.
I love your words as I long to hear them One day whisper in my ear.

I love your words Full of magic
intrigue an inviting moment
every time I am with you.

I love your words I am not in love with you,
But I love you and love your words.

Some Regrets

Some regrets

this time in my life

I just have to keep moving on.

I think of you

oh every now and then

at times of what we've could have been.

Some regrets

See your face in places we use to go

Wonder do I ever cross your mind?

Sad you see

has been my life

with all my struggles and strives.

It's just this stillness of time

thoughts of you run through my mind

Where did we go so wrong?

Memories come and go

every time I listen to the radio

playing our favorite song...singing

"Hold me, don't let me go"...

But you've gone

to someone else

and I am left 

with some, regrets.

Moon Girl - Blame It On The Moon (Poem)

Moon Girl
From the moment  we met
I was drawn to you
you said you were a lover
of words,too.
Like the moon
you are her spawn
cradled in her arms
abiding by her love
you cradle me in yours
rapture by your spell.

An enchantment, an elation
of mystic yet mysterious wonder
curious a child
desire to know more of one  
you gently pull me in
like a magnet
with no regret
and I'm wrapped around
this aura,this beauty
so bright, so luminous.

Your sweet arms envelop me
you don't want to let me go
but don't you know, I don't want
you to let go
I'm here to stay
yes, here to stay with you
for as long as you want me to.

You want that, you want me?
You need that, you need me?

Feelings for you
I blame it on the moon
I'm hypnotized
I realize
how much you mean
to me right now
why when how
you ask?

I can't explain this alluring intrigue
for I just want you
yes you, even more.
More today
than yesterday
and more of you
tomorrow.
If it's way too soon,
just blame it on the moon.

Oh my head keeps spinning
tilted off my axis, it's magical.
Full rotation over you
Don't make me wait
another 27 days
till you come around again.
For I want to go
and be with you
right now.
So if it's way too soon,
just blame it on the moon. 

Sweet Swag Express - Poem

Sweet Swag Express

Damn !
I spit my coffee as she chugged on by,

A stacked steamroller freight train
that caught my eye.

Choo-chooed into town
like as if she don't care,

A high -cut skirt Conductor
with fringe numbers just hanging there.

All Aboard!!
locomotive mama
chugging in streamline dress
Fast tracking whistle stopping
caboose
The sweet swag express.

Derailment
If not careful
keep your eyes on the track,
she loves that whistle blowing
as I checked her back.

All Aboard!!
Leaving junction
without regrets,
Hopping on that
sexy cargo
The sweet swag express!

The Old Garden and the Golden Flower (Poem)

In the old garden
a golden flower opens
by the garden wall.
Its pollen gave life to me
the day I forgave myself
of iniquities.

In this old garden
I retreat with great splendor
with each breath of life
abide by love given to me.
This golden flower
lives beyond its existence;
each petal brings joy within
heartless souls,
and bestows each child
with the sweetest of aspiration
to be their best person.

In this old garden
I rest on the garden wall,
leaning on an old friend
with whom I have lost contact,
touching the inscription
I wrote long ago,
paying tribute
to the golden flower.
It reads:
“If blood is thicker than water,
then the ink of this pen is my life’s blood.”
A moment of soft tears of recollection,
I’m giving back to the golden flower a feeling of triumph;

on bended knees I am in gratitude,
for the golden flower
lives on in all.

** I love, you.

 

In each other's Dream (Poem)

 Writing you

I'm having a lovely glass of cream sherry

looking over what you wrote and the lily

I, close my eyes
take a sip and imagine
tasting those sweet heavenly lips 

 

that are in my dreams... my thoughts
that pound my heart
and soothe my soul.
My only wish
is that as you read this
you rub your fingers
over your lips
close your eyes
and imagine my kiss
touches you
moves you...
Now, take me with you
in your dreams.