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| Fill Me
Posted: 9/2/2007 9:44:18 AM | I drink from your sweetness
Rose petals stuck to your sweat laden body
the fragrance of Jasmine imbued in your breath
blissfully you move like the daffodils in the wind
to your pure tender caresses, I surrender to your depths
as if mining for unearthly treasured pleasures
eyes half closed
gasps of sheer passion escape our lips
as your gentle heart finds me,
urging onwards to new heights
like a water fall cascading towards the mighty ocean
my lips meet your sensuality with gentlest of strength
as you run your hands through my hair and meet my quivering lips
soul mates acting in unison pluck the flower at the peak
lips sealed in fervent enigmatic wonderment
at last hearts, souls and spirit entwined and melded into one. | |
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| Fill Me
Posted: 9/3/2007 8:43:59 PM | | What beautiful pictures you paint sweet Cerise.. thank you again for your beauty here. | |
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| Rampart of Mine
Posted: 9/3/2007 8:44:36 PM | Rampart of Mine
So filled with emotion,
the longing, the beauty, the perfection
I have stood in the desert searching
seeking the refreshing
And here you are
One who rode in..
And called me your angel
Next to you.. all fall short,
Nothing but a mirage
You.. my oasis of beauty
Sweet nectar that fills my soul
trickling down my parched, weary throat.
I call you and you are here for me
When all others have run from me,
You have stuck by my side
My heart breaks and you reach for me
When I am overwhelmed, your hand caresses my spirit
When I am unable, you step in
When I need you and when I don't even see the need
You are here for me
My silent rampart
Standing selflessly beside me
Watching over me for this time
Breathing your love over me
Singing your adoration into my soul
Taking joy in my joy
Crying with me in my hurt
Giving hope when there was none before
Restoring that which was stolen and broken
Oh how I long for more of you
To see your face, touch your hand, feel your warmth
Fill me again. | |
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| Reworked completely Rampart of Mine
Posted: 9/4/2007 7:20:30 PM | My Rampart - reworked - had to make it rhyme
Well.. I loved the words I wrote in the original.. but I am one that loves rhyming in my poetry.. so I rewrote it.. I like it better but it changes the message slightly..
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My Rampart
So compete, overflowing, overwhelming emotion,
The longing, the beauty, unspoken devotion
I have stood in the desert in endless search
I've sought refreshing, as I've sat on my perch
Here you are, my redeemer, my one who rode in..
You called me your angel, and struck with your grin
Next to you any others fall short of your grace,
An empty mirage, I long for your embrace
My oasis of beauty, you complete me to whole,
Quenching my thirst, your nectar fills my soul
Trickling down my parched and dry, weary throat
In your arms I am treasured, in your arms, I float
I call you, you are here for me, I only say your name
When all others abandon me, you yet find no blame
You cling to my side, through life's darker days
Giving your kindness, I find so much in your gaze
My heart breaks and you reach for me, drawing me near
Love caresses my spirit, erasing all my fear
When I am unable, you step in, when I am shattered, you lead
When I know I need you and when I don't see the need
Constantly you're here for me, my beloved, my dear friend
Silent rampart of protection, to you my love ascends
Standing selflessly beside me, watching over me for now
Breathing love over me, ever showing me life's "how"
Singing adoration deep into my soul for the while
Hurting with me in my hurt, smiling with my smile
Filling me with hope, where there was none before
Restoring what was stolen and giving even more
I long for more of you, each moment pure delight
To see your face, touch your hand, feel your warmth all day and night
Fill me again beloved, give me yet another "one more time"
Paint me another canvas, you colour my world sublime | |
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| Fill Me
Posted: 9/5/2007 6:28:13 PM | | I am glad you are enjoying my poems . . . | |
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| Reworked completely Rampart of Mine
Posted: 9/5/2007 6:45:48 PM | Shall I call you my Angel
It is days like this, when night falls upon the soul
I walk into the garden oblivious of the beauty
except that of the rose that compels my senses
such fragrant beauty, cerise velvety petals
intoxicate my heart to rise above the daily humdrum
and light returns to my heart
to see and watch and admire and desire to be near this Rose forebodes my heart
alas shall familiarity with such beauty breed contempt
yet will absence makes my heart grow fonder
should I stay away or should I call upon the Rose today
my heart wedlocked to the essence of the Rose
I drink with mine eyes and begin the wound of ecstasy in loneliness
lest I touch the beauty and tarnish with my constant presence
I remain aloof and distant in the hopes of growing endearment
somewhere in my core the soul dies a slow tormented death
while careless lovers in holy nuptials drink to the elixir of life | |
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| Reworked completely Rampart of Mine
Posted: 9/5/2007 6:54:09 PM | If I had the Power to:
If I had the power to . . .
I would fly out to where ever you are
I would spread my wings and
Take off from the nearest cliff,
And be by your side night and day
If I had the power to . .
I would move mountains
Travel over the valleys
Cross the might Oceans
Endure any storm
And Hug and Kiss you all night
If I had the power to . . . .
I would split the sea,
Make the rivers go upstream
Herd the Clouds into the deserts
Ride the Sun to shine over you always
Command the Moon to glow everyday just for you
Pluck the stars from the heavens above and bring them all to you as a gift
If I had the Power I would love you forever . ..
And that power - the mightiest of all to love
Is deep within me
And when I have loved you forever,
Then the Mountains shall certainly have moved,
the light will always shine upon us and
we for sure would have lived among the stars. | |
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| Rampart of Mine
Posted: 9/5/2007 7:51:21 PM | let me to lie within your bosom
a thousand million hooves pounded the desert sand
far flung lands have you traveled to search for love
eons later, still riding on in the darkest of nights
into the sun drenched desiccated land
parched from a thirst that no oasis could afford to quench
the hot burning denuded sand burns holes into your soul
as you cringe from your old self
drifting into the wilderness amongst the scorpions
the cacti taunting your very bared heart
cleaved into your very heart you carry an image
how sweet the tenderest of kisses must taste
luscious lips that would touch your soul
and devour it releasing you to freedom
my voice calls from within the wilderness of your heart
as it has been for eons
searching for you
that image of perfection, those laudable kisses
the sweet tender embraces, the cool silvery moonlit dance
we lay tired at last, amongst the thorns and stings
life ebbing slowly away
as our hands lay open we let go of the mirage
sweet one, the one i call my angel
must you die without my tarnished lips upon you
allow me to breath life back into you, to wed your forlorn heart
let me to lie within your bosom
and rest for the time of my life | |
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| Rampart of Mine
Posted: 9/6/2007 7:14:29 PM | | I love the imagery in this Cerise!!! | |
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| So Many Questions
Posted: 9/12/2007 5:14:52 AM | So Many Questions
Is this overture eternal
Such strong force between us
It repels but compels even closer
Such a bitter sweet courtship
Penetrating our souls
Would make you appear as a poser
Yet poser you're not
You desire my heart
To love you beyond what you know
Turn away as you may
You draw back again
Is it destiny that won't let you go?
You don't want what we have
But you can't live without it
How did it come to this place?
I want all of you
I give all that I am
Such sweetness within our embrace
My love stays with you
It whispers your name
Your back turns but then you subside
Lost in our beauty
That blesses then hurts
Without which I fear to abide
You yearn for my love
Yours is mine though not spoken
You show it in so many ways
Why do you fight it
Why do you resist
We'll hunger for this all our days
When other arms hold you
With eyes not caring
For the beautiful soul in your heart
Is it a barren replacement?
Did it ease your void?
Please tell me what does it impart?
I just want your arms
To hold me again
To feel you touch me and love me
Look into my eyes
Your tenderness mine
Tell me there's no one above me
Come hold me again
Fill the longing within me
Breathe me in with all of your soul
Fill your hunger for love
With that which I give
The love that makes you feel whole. | |
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| the paradise that was your heart
Posted: 9/12/2007 6:28:06 PM | the paradise that was your heart
I wondered tonight if I should write to you
or just lie here in my grave and die a thousand deaths
what is it to love or die, to live or be alive,
tonight this becomes clear in the pristine crisp air of the autumn night,
as the candle burns low,
its flame flickering in sympathy
shadows dance upon the walls
in jest at my yearning for you,
the walls crowd upon my soul
as my last breath ebbs leaving me bereft
yet I remain a benign infidel of loathing anything,
The world that seems too cruel at times
as it churns upon some sort of a predetermined path,
blindly running into each other,
yet hardly ever seeing who is in its path,
and when I am gone shed not a tear,
instead celebrate life for what it has given
and what it possible can give,
only if you have taken to heart to be open
and receive what you had so much desired;
yet here I am in the last gasp of life
holding out my hand so you may reach
and take it now before life finally leaves, too late too late .. .
Love lasts but a short span of time yet death remains forever
all we have is this now that is present much as a gift
yet we act out a solo drama together of pantomimes
dancing a deceptive dance of suppressed love and desire
lest one shows ones vulnerability,
alas weakness shall not be my strength
I too may walk blind
behind dark glasses so you may not see my eyes
with the walking rod to hit the dog that may so much as venture by
then I can claim at the pearly gates, I too never loved and safe it was
I had suffered much anguish in life, at least in death I may enter paradise
Pink carnations and yellow roses adorn the hearse
I could have used these whilst I lived and could have loved
misery of a miser, my heart never given
fairest of maidens never seized that desire of mine
to ever lay to waste my purity
alas I shall enter paradise when I die
How can I invoke your heart to wrench my chest open now
while I lie in this coffin
if I could reach into the wreath and absolve my misery
and let you at least get a gist of the fragrance of the yellow rose
before I meet the flames and turn into ashes
absolved at last of the sin of failed love
yes tonight I shall at least stand at the pearly gates and enter paradise . ...
. .the paradise I so much wanted to enter that was your heart. | |
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| Your Creation
Posted: 9/13/2007 7:58:23 PM | Your Creation
An observation of my situation
Safety in unbridled flesh
An aberration, this sweet flirtation
Seeking attention that's fresh
Sweet temptation, a dolce sensation
Hands that long to linger
With no expectation of any relation
Butterfly touch on my finger
Complete isolation in this frustration
Ostracized by those who give in
I lie here in my isolation
The boundaries mine to live in
Do I subside to this certain damnation?
Be like the others and fade?
The thoughts consume my contemplation
A price that has highly been paid
I'll live as if an aberration
Tossed aside by the sea
I don't want to live in acclimation
I just want to live being me
Take away life's conformation
Our spirit healed and whole
Make me Your child in Your elation
You've already paid the toll | |
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| How may I love you
Posted: 9/14/2007 4:28:26 PM | How may I love you
I would like to learn to love you
as only you would like to be loved
just as the bee is enamoured with the rose,
as the nectar churns to honey
like the evening scent that scintillates on the gentle breeze
as you adorn yourself with lilies and lilacs and Channel 5,
painted fingernails in cerise, and evocatively avail your sensuality
how you teach me to love you
as you dance and waltz with my heart,
twirls of elation peal in tune with your heartbeat
rose buds open their premature eyes,
dew drops form a necklace of pearls on your swan neck.
a yearning ache in my bosom, to love you as only you would be loved.
how does the Robin sing and the Swallow fly
who teaches the bee to make honey
why do flowers bloom in spring and the sparrows sing in crystal moon light
but I would love to love you as only you would love to be loved
how can I make honey my dearest, how can I sing as the sparrow,
and may I be the fragrance that you may carry on your bosom
shall I put my hand close to your heart, and hold me there till I die
I would love to love you, as you command
I shall begin in the winter, at early day break,
make apple cider and hot kisses of my passionate blood
I shall sing till your eye lids meet in sleep
then I shall embrace you till another dawn.
alas how shall I love you my dearest sweetest love
as the river meets the Ocean to become as one forever
as the sky kisses the earth yonder
as the clouds cry of a forlorn love
as the willow weeps of love lost
as the wind carries the sails anew
how shall I love you my beloved, how.
shall I light a candle in the dark night
shall I climb the highest peaks, and beseech the stars of their mystery
how can I love you with the storm that strays in my heart
Can you tell me of the impending day when you shall implore me of the cosy days ahead
how can I love you if you allow me to love you, how my dearest, just how
winter gives of herself, as only she does
I have adorned my heart of grace,
with simple honest need of you my beloved, as only I can
it is indeed cold out here dearest
if you open the door, how may I love you,
how may I keep you warm and your heart full
tell me of those afternoons of days bygone as a child
as you desperately yearned love and solace and hugs
how may I love you and hold you true at last my beloved.
tell me of those days I can give you,
play with you in the rain, and sing to you and kiss your sweet lips to life
tell me the days when the storm raged and no one heard of the pain in you
how my dear how can I love you, my dearest beloved, how
tell me how I may hold your hand
walk with you my dearest, once more spring,
once more open to the world, once more alive and joy in the midst of nothing
my dearest I place myself before you, on my knees, unquaint as I may be
but pray do tell me how may I love you,
have I not paid the toll to love you yet | |
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| Your Creation
Posted: 9/18/2007 4:13:58 AM | Your Creation
An observation of my situation
Safety in unbridled flesh
An aberration, this sweet flirtation
Seeking attention that's fresh
Sweet temptation, a dolce sensation
Hands that long to linger
With no expectation of any relation
Butterfly touch on my finger
Complete isolation in this frustration
Ostracized by those who give in
I lie here in my isolation
The boundaries mine to live in
Do I subside to this certain damnation?
Be like the others and fade?
The thoughts consume my contemplation
A price that has highly been paid
I'll live as if an aberration
Tossed aside by the sea
I don't want to live in acclimation
I just want to live being me
Take away life's conformation
Our spirit healed and whole
Make me Your child in Your elation
You've already paid the toll | |
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| Shadow Time
Posted: 9/18/2007 4:15:08 AM | Time in the Shadows
The darker days are calling me back
Seducing me to their grim place
The place where void and emptiness
Sweep me in without a trace
Temptation bids with a heavy rap
My thoughts and my words slow to come
Whispered promises of quiet peace
Hypnotic, the beat of their drum
Shivered voices on my neck
Tasting their breath on my flesh
Calling for me to give them my soul
False hope of a tomorrow yet fresh
"Curl up my little child
Life's too big for such a sweet girl
Lie here still in your bed, my sweet
Let your weariness unfurl"
I'm sinking down, I'm falling in
It is hard to remember my name
Yet so soothing, the voice of numb
If I want it, void is mine to proclaim
OMG Some one is calling
"Lift up your head to the Lord"
"Oh no, this place is sweet and dark
Nothing but nothing here, nothing more"
"Baby girl, it is time to leave
Raise up your hand and take mine"
"But Lord I am not ready yet
I will rest here, and then I'll be fine"
All the while, the stinking beasts
Leer from posts far away
Lest they disturb my place of naught
Far is where they will stay
In the black, in my room
In my bed, in my soul
They weave the darkness 'round my head
Turning my thoughts to black coal
I need this time away from my head
I need this time away from my life
This is where the thinking stops
This is where solitude is rife
Just a while longer just one more day
Just for now, just for a time
Just for a season, until I can live
In the shadows I'll live I'll rhyme | |
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| Sogni D'Oro
Posted: 9/18/2007 4:16:20 AM | Sogni D'Oro
Sogni d'oro tesoro mio
All I desire is here in your arms
Ti voglio bene adorato mio
I am enraptured by your charms
Scritto per Dio
Before the stars were created
Ti adoro e ti amo
Your love leaves me elated
Tieni mio cuore accanto a te
I am treasured in your love
Ti dono tutto il mio amore
You my beloved, sent from above
Tu sei il mio tesoro bello
Forever, I will bless your heart
Carissimo e spero che tu stia sorridendo
I pray that we never will part | |
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| gnarled words in the void
Posted: 9/19/2007 6:18:35 PM | gnarled words in the void
as the sun ebbs in the horizon
star studded twilight arouses
aspirations ignited by desires that run mysteriously into the soul
the gentle breeze fanning the fires of yearning
that sudden urge to reach out and embrace
senses lighten up arching spirits
as the fragrance of essence imbues each breath to tether along with breath
the moment nigh
lips touch tenderly in a gentle graceful wave of awakened passions
eyes locked in submissive gander
insidious love pouring out of hearts
enveloping a warm glow within the bosom
trembling fingers reaching for sensual pleasures
unadorned bodies blemished by consumed discord
quenched at last by becoming entwined as one blissful moment
gnarled words in the void
voices unkempt in the silence
hunger at last fulfilled in much stupor | |
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| lonesome lane
Posted: 9/19/2007 6:36:31 PM | lonesome lane
defeat accepted, resigned to fate
loneliness makes much sense,
lest i get lost in awkward moments of acknowledgements
i betake myself upon a path where none will ever tread, lonesome lane
ah the view clear and unmarred by any soul
here I can be my authentic self
narcissism begets the soul to flourish in contemptuous arrogance
the unfettered heart immaculate in its desires
this disheveled tormented wait for you at last abandoned
yet memories have you infringe upon romanticized pleasures
is there no place on this god forsaken universe without you | |
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| To My Beloved
Posted: 9/19/2007 7:33:51 PM | Call..
What a lovely poem that was!...J | |
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| fatalistic demeanor
Posted: 9/19/2007 8:27:14 PM | fatalistic demeanor
evening sets in, twilight scintillating stars abbreviate the sky
today I thought of you and the most wonderful time spent yester
shifting to the impending morrow and much warmed up I become
in the silence of the distance that exists between us, I wonder
of you and the garden you tend in your heart
the disposition you hold so dearly close to you
how must you have adorned yourself this evening
with sweet décor, lilies and lilacs burnished upon your sensual skin
the mirrors on the walls enraptured in holding onto your illusion
a pink negligee you must have on
as you float about in circles, waltzing to someone else’s music
my heart freezes into a turmoil at the thought
lonesome - hmmmmmmm - a fatalistic demeanor to say the least
. . . yes it feels like a hole in the heart, a perpetual wound opened . . . | |
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| fatalistic demeanor
Posted: 9/21/2007 8:25:31 PM | ostracized by my own heart
i fumble this familiar evening
no place to hide, and no soul to console
bereaved by my own insolence
i begged to become your chalice
but dagger you did draw
cleaved deep upon my heart | |
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| my beloved angel
Posted: 9/21/2007 10:41:06 PM | my beloved angel
Clouds dissipate, the fog lifts
the ever closing grip of blindness dissolves
the audacity to close a wondrous view
atop the tallest mountains
at my feet the fog melts away as quicksilver r
rendered speechless,
breath gasps at the sight that unfolds ahead
I wonder whether I was indeed blind,
but now found anew, fresh and crisp
Oh, my muse, my darling, my rose bud of spring,
foray no more unto my heart,
but please I beseech ye to stay a while longer for a time of my life
daffodils speak your language,
waving gaily at your gentle presence
tulips smile and glow with a rare radiance at your light
roses bow their fragrant nectar in your honour
the bees stop a while their daily chores
pausing to look at One so graceful that passes their path
delighting in the tenderness left in the air
as if One has walked upon it
such beauty, that alas, eludes the angels
you carry with ease and graciously share it with the world
yet allowing it to mellow in its own brazen worth
even the graceful breeze of the east
untended as always recants of such perfume
snatching from your radiance and cascades it abundantly in rampant passion
unabashed elation spreading joy where ever it happens to touch
ah joy of joys, the day stands absolutely still
suddenly quite from any clamour that seems to always just be there | |
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| nuptial
Posted: 9/23/2007 10:09:39 AM | nuptial
jasmine and rose petals in your hair
with that tantalizing look in your eyes
red wine overflows in my heart
the chords of the piano
soulful soft melody draws you in
strings of my heart lust for your tender caress
fragrant breaths sharing sweetness in one
holding trembling hands
two hearts skip beats in unison
at last this day we stand before each other
solemnly this torrent of love absolving all
we commit to love undeterred
pronouncement of being enjoined in spirit
we tempt to stand at the edge of the cliff
whether of no significant cause
nor did any cause of doubt invade our minds
that if so much as we step off the edge today with each other
we would certainly discover wings of flight that belies gravity
it is as if each would be the wind
generously uplifting the others soul with due care
gently setting down upon higher ground
this symbol can never replace our love for each
it only bears noble intentions
to accept exactly as we are with respect and honour
from where we have come and where we are willing to go
with courage to cherish that becomes our life entwined
in a short span of time we become
confidante, best friends and soul mates,
and the rings signifies that bond between us
as we seal our commitment to love long after
as trembling lips meet lusciously
hearts melting into divine tendered love | |
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