July 21, 2015
10:14 am
Dedicated
Today I dedicate this day for you
I will breathe every new moment
And feel you in it.
I will let the wind caress my skin
And
Hold each minute with you
As I swim it your thoughts
I will admit it
I'm totally addicted
Involved
Convicted
Committed
To you
Today it's you
I cry
Because I love you
I want you to be here with me
Stay here
Live here
In my soul
So I
Dedicate
My life
I breathe today
To you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
The Fiesta
July 21, 2015
4:11 pm
The Fiesta
Come just a bit closer
So I may feel the wetness
Of your soul quench my thirst
I have for you.
Let me sip the sprinkles
And
Drops
Leftover
As I swallow
The desires
Of your heart
I eat of the cake
You frosted
And baked
In my thoughts
Roll me in creme
Afternoon daydreams
With the stream
Of crisp
Apple pie
Al a mode
You are my Fiesta
Let me feast
On your love
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
4:11 pm
The Fiesta
Come just a bit closer
So I may feel the wetness
Of your soul quench my thirst
I have for you.
Let me sip the sprinkles
And
Drops
Leftover
As I swallow
The desires
Of your heart
I eat of the cake
You frosted
And baked
In my thoughts
Roll me in creme
Afternoon daydreams
With the stream
Of crisp
Apple pie
Al a mode
You are my Fiesta
Let me feast
On your love
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
Thursday, July 16, 2015
Why Love
July 1, 2015
4:40 pm
Why Love
I write about love
because
it's the only thing I know
It's the only thing I desire
I want to feel it on my skin
Make me whole inside heart
I yearn to wear it like sunshine
At dawn
Be warm in it like the
Stars adorning the moon
I don't write for him
I don't write for her.
I write for you
And only you
I want you to feel how wonderful
Love is
I need you to be
Naked in love
Bathe in love
Breathe love
Need love
Seek Love
Want love
Crave love
Yes
And be in Love
I'm in love
With love
And everything
About it
Love is healing
With the appeal
Of heaven on your lips
Embrace love
Let love
Have you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
4:40 pm
Why Love
I write about love
because
it's the only thing I know
It's the only thing I desire
I want to feel it on my skin
Make me whole inside heart
I yearn to wear it like sunshine
At dawn
Be warm in it like the
Stars adorning the moon
I don't write for him
I don't write for her.
I write for you
And only you
I want you to feel how wonderful
Love is
I need you to be
Naked in love
Bathe in love
Breathe love
Need love
Seek Love
Want love
Crave love
Yes
And be in Love
I'm in love
With love
And everything
About it
Love is healing
With the appeal
Of heaven on your lips
Embrace love
Let love
Have you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
Deborah's End
July 10, 2015
1:58 pm
Deborah's End
I can't stop touching you in my mind
I shudder at the magic I see in your eyes
My shadow seems decorated with beauty
As my thoughts are covered with
Blind visions of us
I have a tune in my head that sounds like you
I play it again
And
Again
Filling the room with dancing raindrops
While I waltz around the twilight moon
But I won't worry
This isn't love
Although the sealed pictures cascaded with unspoken vows stamp across my photograph album
Butterflies flutter
Birds whistle
Stars wink at the possibilities of you and I building a lifetime of blissful memories
But I'm not worried
This isn't love
As I breathe the oxygen you exhale in the air
Giving me life and wonder
I can't wait for the day to end so l may
Hold onto all the residue of the magical happenings you have made whole
Sleeping silently in endless serenity I smell your sweet taste in my soul
Which brings me satisfaction and comfort
Yet
This isn't love
So I won't worry
I am drawn to you in colors
The yellows and purples
Brighten my emotional grays
As the hazed
Get me high
I fly
With you
But
This isn't love
So therefore
I'm not worried
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
1:58 pm
Deborah's End
I can't stop touching you in my mind
I shudder at the magic I see in your eyes
My shadow seems decorated with beauty
As my thoughts are covered with
Blind visions of us
I have a tune in my head that sounds like you
I play it again
And
Again
Filling the room with dancing raindrops
While I waltz around the twilight moon
But I won't worry
This isn't love
Although the sealed pictures cascaded with unspoken vows stamp across my photograph album
Butterflies flutter
Birds whistle
Stars wink at the possibilities of you and I building a lifetime of blissful memories
But I'm not worried
This isn't love
As I breathe the oxygen you exhale in the air
Giving me life and wonder
I can't wait for the day to end so l may
Hold onto all the residue of the magical happenings you have made whole
Sleeping silently in endless serenity I smell your sweet taste in my soul
Which brings me satisfaction and comfort
Yet
This isn't love
So I won't worry
I am drawn to you in colors
The yellows and purples
Brighten my emotional grays
As the hazed
Get me high
I fly
With you
But
This isn't love
So therefore
I'm not worried
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
The Comparison
July 11, 2015
8:15 pm
The Comparison
I've done this before
This is familiar
This feels different
But
The same
I done this before
Not with you
But
Someone like you
I've done this before
Filling
This empty room
In my life
With someone like you
But
This time it's you
I've done this before
Dream
Dream this dream
About someone like you
But
This times the dream
Is you
I've done this before
I've wished
I've hope
Yeah
I've planned
But with someone like you
But
This time
This moment
This now
Without comparison
I'm sure
It's you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
8:15 pm
The Comparison
I've done this before
This is familiar
This feels different
But
The same
I done this before
Not with you
But
Someone like you
I've done this before
Filling
This empty room
In my life
With someone like you
But
This time it's you
I've done this before
Dream
Dream this dream
About someone like you
But
This times the dream
Is you
I've done this before
I've wished
I've hope
Yeah
I've planned
But with someone like you
But
This time
This moment
This now
Without comparison
I'm sure
It's you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
Untitled
July 13, 2015
7: 48 am
( Untitled )
Today I awoke to a breeze
This breeze seemed disillusive
And different
Yet
So familiar
It made me smile
As I glance away
From the mirror
I couldn't help
But
Look back
I see the shadow
Just beyond
The window
And there you were
Staring back at me
With your heart
Weaving your soft silk
Of pure ivory through my veins
I gasp
As the thought of
You finding my
Secret desires
Yes
I want to be held
Yes
I crave the tracing
Of fingers traveling
Across
My back and neck
Its all sensations
Of Love at each
Touch
I can taste the aroma
In the breeze
Melting like
A rushing
Waterfall
Off my skin
Today I can love
The breeze
Caressing my innermost
Thoughts
Clutching
Onto the life
I once knew
With you
As I feel
The breeze
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
7: 48 am
( Untitled )
Today I awoke to a breeze
This breeze seemed disillusive
And different
Yet
So familiar
It made me smile
As I glance away
From the mirror
I couldn't help
But
Look back
I see the shadow
Just beyond
The window
And there you were
Staring back at me
With your heart
Weaving your soft silk
Of pure ivory through my veins
I gasp
As the thought of
You finding my
Secret desires
Yes
I want to be held
Yes
I crave the tracing
Of fingers traveling
Across
My back and neck
Its all sensations
Of Love at each
Touch
I can taste the aroma
In the breeze
Melting like
A rushing
Waterfall
Off my skin
Today I can love
The breeze
Caressing my innermost
Thoughts
Clutching
Onto the life
I once knew
With you
As I feel
The breeze
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
The Faucet
July 15, 2015
7:25 pm
The Faucet
I feel the sweat
Drip
Drop
Like a river
From my eyes
Splash
Splurge
As I purge
The love from
My sight
Drown
Sink
My heart broken
Torn
Lamented
Can't catch my breath
Deleted
Erased
Swimming in sorrow
Between a tornado
And
Exploding volcanoes
I
Wail
I
Cry
As my
Love
Flows
Down river
It's been say
It's been done
I'm engulfed
And
Swamped
With
Only the decorated
Memories
Drying
On my skin
I feel the sweat
Tattooed
And
Tainted
On my
Face
As my hands
Slip
And
Slide
In my grip
Of our
Once
Interwoven
Oneness
I bleed
The water
From
Soul
As I
Die
Inside
I sweat
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
7:25 pm
The Faucet
I feel the sweat
Drip
Drop
Like a river
From my eyes
Splash
Splurge
As I purge
The love from
My sight
Drown
Sink
My heart broken
Torn
Lamented
Can't catch my breath
Deleted
Erased
Swimming in sorrow
Between a tornado
And
Exploding volcanoes
I
Wail
I
Cry
As my
Love
Flows
Down river
It's been say
It's been done
I'm engulfed
And
Swamped
With
Only the decorated
Memories
Drying
On my skin
I feel the sweat
Tattooed
And
Tainted
On my
Face
As my hands
Slip
And
Slide
In my grip
Of our
Once
Interwoven
Oneness
I bleed
The water
From
Soul
As I
Die
Inside
I sweat
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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