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Posts tagged “passion

Weak In The Knees


I did once

know the rules,

and yet,

while this gradual change

asked for

time, for patience,

for understanding,

I can’t help wonder,

still …

weak in the knees.


Sweet Wine


Oh to taste lips of raspberry wine,

to imagine,

sweet love,

the moment passion

might sweep inside

desire’s mind.

 

Oh to know the essence

of her touch

when quiet

in the moonlit serenade

her gasp direct me.

 

Oh to wonder the sensual

nature of passion,

when unbridled a society

allows two lovers

to own magical lives as one.


Into Moonlight


These moments,

when I suddenly feel the urgency,

I’m going to risk it all,

I’m wanting to bring you with me,

for that second my inspiration will say,

yes,

I will want you,

in the fleeting aspiration

of a hot summer night,

I’ll sacrifice everything to hold you in my arms,

to feel your skin touch my own, under the moon.


Thoughtful Fantasy


I spoke with passion today.

Hers was a delicious enticement.

Need a man say any more?


The Pull


A sense of force,

an energy driven

beyond the notion

of a careless love affair.

 

Oh would we so often

avoid words, definitions

in order to present our

selves in calmest light

 

In how we smile,

we wake with dreams

carry us through our day,

in order to find sweet love.

 

Would that I know her heart

is resistant yet the yearn

I feel is not only my own,

but the pull, the wish, hope.

 

I would that I knew just how

might my love for you be now.


Walking Outside


The air is chilly,

a wintry night,

without a scarf,

he felt the biting cold,

though a warmth

did exist allowed his

body to continue

forward, hopeful,

imagining that once

he did reach her

sanctuary,

would then his icy

exterior

melt at the sight …

her welcome eyes.


Love and ‘In Love’


A reality of wonder,

wandering soul,

there is beyond surreal

an element of truth,

we do in the capacity

of human nature,

make determination,

and so it is in smile,

my hope always remain.