Archive for January, 2013

Kiss Me Sweet Caress

Posted in Love & Romance, Poetry, Sensual on January 30, 2013 by Poetic Flow

Into the night on the blue horizon,
To find where we belong in this sweet caress.
Tenderly love me into the night
In company of the full moon
That shines on the fields
Where it is our bodies lay,
And give me sweet kisses that
Will lullaby me to sleep.
Let me awake with last night’s memory
Plastered on the walls of my mind,
And call me yours if just for a moment
On Valentine’s Day.

Dance with me the minuet you once spoke of
In your sweet whispers not that long ago.
It was that magical moment when we were once in love.

It is by the light of the silvery moon that
Prying eyes will find us engaged in a deep embrace,
Reliving the days of yesterday
For the purpose of forgetting the tears of the past.
Because in you I want to believe I’ve found
What happiness feels like,
The enjoyment of romance,
As it fills me immensely
And keeps me whole.

Let me find peace within your merciful love,
And hold me throughout the blowing winds.
Light a candle,
I’ll find my way back to your heart
If for whatever reason we are separated,
If for whatever reason I should become lost.

Kiss me with your soft lips,
Caress me with your tenderness.
I will follow you into the world of your seductions,
And succumb to the pleasures of your ecstasy.
It doesn’t matter how far away I go from you,
We will always come back together one to one
Unless love finds its way on a different path
And we become strangers to one another.

January 30, 2013
From the book, “Imperfections:  Of Life’s Divine”


Good Morning Uncertainty

Posted in Emotions, Pain on January 8, 2013 by Poetic Flow

I heard it once said,
That in the wake of uncertainty,
It will find itself sitting at the edge of the bed staring back at me.
It’s arms will be folded,
It’s legs will be crossed,
And it will have a very distinct look on its face.
The look of uncertain moments to come.

I heard it once said,
That even though you are smiling,
Behind that smile is a broken person.
I am that broken person.
Awakened to the face of uncertainty,
Wondering when will the pieces be put back together again.

I have not my mothers arms to run to,
To hide from that which has burdened me for so long,
The burden of life’s responsibilities,
Which I have to conquer the fear that rides along its side.
Regardless of how I have stood
Facing adversity in the face,
I continue to be kicked when I am down,
And never uplifted by that little array of hope
That shines from the light at the other end of the tunnel.

Good morning, uncertainty,
I know you well from this day going forward,
To the days of long distance past.
I wake to your wonderment from dreams
That leave me quivering,
And yet you smile down on me
As if to set my world a blaze.

Do not be so happy to see my worries surface
To be written all my face,
Showing from beneath the words of feeling fine,
And a smile that is supposed to hide what’s deep inside.
Though I am riddled with fright of how today’s time will find itself,
Spare me the agony by leaving me in this room to hide from the sunshine.
Let me weather the storms from inside my own box,
Shielded from judging eyes and pointing fingers.

This day I cannot see my feet
One in front of the other.
Standing still with nowhere to go.
Uncertainty has me held hostage,
And all that I can do is cry inside
The falling rain.

Good morning, uncertainty,
Go and leave me in peace to face the memories
Past years have left me with.
When I find the door to the trueness of  freedom and happiness,
That will lead to the end to these burdens that shackle me,
I will walk through it to greet the better days
I was once promised long ago.

In the meantime,
This is where you will find me,
A shot of tequila,
And me.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013
From the book, “Imperfections:  Of Life’s Divine”

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