Sunday, February 1, 2015

A Love Story

A Love Story

How can I begin to tell the tales
Of this love affair I have with you
The steam follows my heart 
Melting like butter across 
My naked body
As I write these lyrical words unheard
You bring me flowers with
With unimaginable touch 
Caressing My everyday 
I marinate in the air of your scent 
Sailing away across the sea 
Drifting feverishly back to you
How Can I begin to explain 
Your contagious sweet kisses 
Feeding the passion boiling In my  veins
Digesting you every move
I sink deeper in love 
Falling from the highest star
Only to be caught by the 
Whitest cloud so rich with
Your name landing me to 
Safely in your arms of desire
How can I express 
What my heart can't speak 
What my emotions  have felt
As I share with you  my sublime
Whispers displaying themselves 
At your feet
How I can make sense of the connection
Between your soul and mine when
They're so intertwined and entangled 
Into this masterpiece of sculptured heaven
Raining drops of joyful tears to cool 
A hot summer's day
Who wishes to stand amidst the morning dew
At sunrise watching the mix of sultry clouds
And disappearing darkness waving hello
To another day of love with you
How can I begin to tell the tales
Of us blindly taking this moment
To join in a perfect union 
Leaving our insecurities and doubts 
To the nightmares of yesterday 
How can tell the tales
Of our first words
I will bring vision to our first kiss
I will allow them to feel our first embrace
As I write about us until we are nothing 
But a scripted reminders and memories 
Of what love is and will always be 
As we embark on love everlasting 
I will always
And forever love you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker 

 

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