Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Fantasy

When I caress the crown of your head
I wonder what you could possibly be thinking about
In the instant that our bodies touch

When I look into your eyes
I wonder if you can see my promised soul like I can see yours
When I bury my face in the crevice of you neck 
To inhale your scent to be filled with the warmth and know of you
The sensation of familiarity feeds my very being to the brim
And beyond til it’s overflowing leaving a heady feeling behind

When my lips embrace yours
Do you feel that jolt of electricity
That rushes to our hearts when the thought
Of not touching becomes too unbearable
As our chests meet and our hearts synchronize
To the sweetest beat and melody ever played at heavens doors
 Our fingers interlaced like the end of shoe strings
Though they may become undone they are still one
Just waiting to be tied together once and for all

When I hold you in my arms
Unwilling to disentangle our limbs from one another
As we display a rare human embodied sculpture that
Leaves voyeurs guessing where
 I begin and where you end
And where I end and where you begin

I wonder if you wonder what I am thinking
When your nails rake up and down
Billowing hills that guard the valley
The gate keepers of my thighs
And you hold me in place by my waist
And all is lost
Time is only an abstract conceptualization
That means nothing in our throes passion and misplaced desires


That sacred key you hold
Ready to insert
A complicated combination
Of key and code
And barely heard murmurs
As you recite and stroke
The secret code
That only we know
Unlocking the treasures within the folds
Of our inner most thoughts, feelings, and intimacies

And the wind instruments within my orchestrated symphony
 Play a sultry tale of love gone good to bad and back to good again
Over and over again until the highest note
Hangs in the air
Vibrations shaking and quaking
Leaving all within the walls
Lost in an overwhelming and joyous
Sensation that leaves the bodies
Nestled in pure bliss wishing and praying
The song will never end

Releasing the last breath
Of appreciation and declaration
Of mistaken love for lust
Then it hits like a tsunami
When that last wave has run ashore

You will go back to your kingdom
Back to your queen and your prince
As I remain isolated on an island of one
Knowing what we have done cannot be undone
Wearing the scarlet letter with no heart on my sleeve
My bridge collapses leaving me adrift in a bed of regrets and shame
I let myself believe that the foundation though faulty could never break
I wonder, from the time you come to the time you gone,
Why didn’t you once utter my name?

Friday, September 9, 2011

Random Thoughts...

 These are some random thoughts for the day....


1.    Orange is a fun word...it's color and food.

2.    When men over 16 wear skinny jeans I cringe.

3.    It sucks when you write a and you end up having to erase everything you wrote just because of one misspelled or random inappropriate word you didn't mean to write gets in the way.  Then you have to make a judgement call to decided whether the person receiving the text is on the same wavelength and get what you really mean.

4.    People who wear socks with sandals....why would you do that!?!  Boo on you!

5.    International Television and Networks rock the socks off of American programming.

6.   Do people that write blogs actually read the comments that are left by its readers?  I'm going to test that theory in about 10 minutes after I update this page.