TO BE CONTINUED

The gathering of years separate us.

Distance divides us

and we are insulated from each other

by a veneer of indifference.   

Our memories are caged in solitary confinement,

untouched and undisturbed, under lock and key;

Until, in an act of mutiny,

an errant thought– fugitive from the past–

slipped into your mind

and broke into your unsuspecting heart.

All we ever were is laid bare

a trove of treasures, pristine and preserved, 

unsullied by Time

to be relived…to be continued.

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A SIREN’S SONG

I was pulled into a dream,

drawn into the vortex,

tossed, churned, and consumed by the winds of fire

that brought me to my knees.

It was the same dream.

You were there      

doing what you usually do,

saying the things you usually say.  

Promises of pleasure lure me like a Siren’s song

toward the reefs that tear my heart to pieces.

Your crimson touch, passion’s blush scalds my skin 

yet I come to you at my peril, ignoring all the scars–

emerging with burnt hands, scorched and blackened lips.

I never opened my eyes as I lay in your arms 

drowning in a flood of memories.

The same memories that batter me against the rocks with beautiful sadness.

It was only a dream. Wasn’t it?

IT’S LOVE!

There’s no end to what we started.

I can’t believe I found you where my heart is.

I know this could be forever.

It’s love, and we’re in it together.

It’s love that you see in my eyes.

It’s love that I’m feeling.

It’s magic we’re making tonight;

I know that it’s love.

One touch and my body’s burning.

I can’t believe you taught it what it’s learning.

Step by step you led me to the fire.

I’m flying and still climbing higher.

Thought it would never ever come;

What a surprise!

You’re just the miracle

I’ve waited for all of my life.

It’s love that you see in my eyes.

It’s love that I’m feeling.

It’s magic we’re making tonight;

I know that it’s love.

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YOUR VOICE

My body knows no other voice like yours.

Speak to me and your words are released

like carrier pigeons on the wing,

through the air, across the telephone wire

into my heart.

 

Fill my ears

that I may hear the resonance of you 

translating into touches.

They know you no other way.

 

Or say nothing at all. 

No more need be said.

Your every word remains articulate upon me,

crafted and composed, etched into permanence

as a dance or the Mona Lisa–

a gallery of memories

to be revived and unfurled.

Speak to me.

 

CHANGING PARTNERS

We kept on changing partners

while the band played on.

With the music moving through me

I found you in my arms. 

There was only ever this dance.

The last dance was our first.

I’d rather have this moment now 

then many half their worth.

No promise of a future that never will arrive 

Nor looking back at yesterday;
No past therein resides. 

I  need not know about you, 

from where or whence you came.

All that is, is all I need,

than changing partners once again.

With hands untied and held in yours, 

you free me,

release me from the bonds of Earth.

You be me

With no between between us.

The fallacy of you and me,

of all the forms that make a “we”

disintegrates… eventually

as does the world through which we see 

creating our false identity

but fails to find and fails to see   

the portal where we  merge into Eternity.

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OUT OF INNOCENCE

Out of the innocence of night

in the quiet of contentment,

I come to you with a trust unclothed

and sentiment unguarded.

I come with humility and respect

with wonder, yet understanding.

I come with my need written on my heart

yet with my offerings eagerly extended.

I shall never mask or misuse your sensitivity

nor exploit your sympathies.

We love so easily, we do

for you are Love, magnanimous and mine.