Window to your Soul
I’ve opened the window to your soul,
divine as the mind’s eye you seek,
the spirit of your sensually of thee,
your gaze, opened wide, of me takes its toll.
Weak, not of me, your eyes seem to speak, a nexus
of my heart, the nature of inseparable
erotic bonds, held closely by a fine thread
stretched only by the distance of time.
I get closer to your beauty, reaching,
touching you softly with every word,
foreshadowed, lives beginning, teaching,
quixotic, effervescent, free as a bird.
I read from your eyes, your very most inner being,
and continue to read from the pages of your life.
You start with exotic fruits of passion, flowers
that fills me with a sense of nature’s divinity.
Soaring through your mind’s eye, Paradise exists,
fluffy clouds above give warmth to ocean’s blue,
the clamor of the ocean’s roar, so hard to resist,
The temptation within me, exulted and so true.
whilst lost in time and thought, I seek a place,
away from outside intervention, existing deep
within the recesses of the dreams I have of you,
You’re guiding aura, brilliant, and radiant at peace.
I fantasize now more than ever, a desire, evermore,
to open your heart, diminish our distance apart,
to travel the land and oceans to seek your love, before
the sun sets, closing your eyes for a nights rest,
silencing this thundering beat, until we finally meet.
Friendship is like…
If friendship is like a shadow,
then what am I?
I take all my friendships
I liken my friendship to a
large luscious tree;
who happen to rest beneath
its cool and peaceful
veil of green leaves.
The feeling of tranquilly
and trust you get
when you lean back
and let its bark massage
and relax you very inner being.
Its golden aura
surrounds then penetrates
This is what I feel in my
friendships. To wrap my friendship
around your essence like the
shadow of a tree.