Just someone I used to know

Your spirit it calls me like a breeze in the tree. Compassion it whispers my body to please. And your breath on my face, is like home in good grace. Passion does burn, intoxicatingly leading my mind so seductively to a place that I dare never to go a place that I've been forbidden to know.

There is pain that is buried deep in your soul. It's dark and it's ugly and frightfully cold. It's a place that you hate to admit does exist, But the memories seem to repeat and persist.

The healing you find, for your heart soul and mind is in the way that your hands, give comfort sublime. To the weak and the weary you fondle their soul, creating a haven,a comfort, a whole. You give of yourself an unselfish desire, wishing only for love of the same finest fiber.

To you I'm drawn like waves to the shore, and from my fragile heart all my love does out pour. It isn't the love of romantic desire~ though fantasies of you I shall never tire. The love that I feel is a nurturing sort, to quiet the storm that troubles your court.

It pains me inside to think you alone. Though many a voice to you they must groan. And it isn't with pleasure of passion they moan.

Have you no one to love you and hold you at night, to accept you completely, give you great delight?

Then my wish for you on this bedroom candle light, is for peace and contentment to provide you the might to face all the trials that vex your soul and allow you to keep hope in your hold.

My dream to dream

The new year moved toward her softly like clouds. Finding contentment in the moment she had come to accept her reality. With quiet resolve she looked on without a single hope, wish or desire.

As he stepped into view and came near to her she felt his warmth deep within her soul. The hours passed by like sand through her fingers. She wanted to squeeze them tightly aware that the perfection of the moments would leave her lonely.

They would be forever changed as they saw reflected in each others eyes the beauty they fought to see in themselves.

They shared life's fears with complete security. They gave to one another pleasure of the purest and most unselfish kind, a tenderness soft and delicate until the dawn came and the season carried him away to the place from which he had come.

Grateful for those perfect moments they spent in each others arms she smiled sweetly and then,upon one last kiss wished him happiness.

The sweet taste of his mouth began to fade and give way to a pain in her heart. As a single tear rolled down her soft pink skin she knew with certainty she would never feel this way again.

She cursed the sunrise, for it stole the dream she had carried upon her heart. It was, after all her dream to dream.