A Flowers Demise!

A Flowers Demise!

   Incomprehinsible, I can't lie.

When placed into her hands, the stem dried.

   The leaves fell, and landed softly upon the ground.

A floral scent released, like a defeated spirit from the body.

   The pedals folded over and bowed, similair to a curtain call.

Releasing a drop of water, appearing as to cry.

   Realizing there was something more beautiful.

That was the day i saw a flower die!

A Portrait Of Giorgia

   The waking moments of each morning are a privilege.

The eyes gaze upon peace and beauty.

   The soft breeze refreshes the soul.

While scents of aromatic bouqets entice the nose.

   Peeks atop a landscape that curves into a deep ravine, where the river flows.

A place where life grows, and is nurished.

   And when the sun rises it is a sight unto itself.

Bright beams of light followed by a desired warmth.

   A present, a vision that creates hope of heaven.

It almost feels like a dream.

   But then she said my name and fell into my embrace.

Verifying today, and encouraging tomorrow.

   My lady.

Hearts Of The Past

   She places her hand on the side of his face.

Everything will be OK, she says.

   He puts his hands around her waist, and pulls close, head on his chest.

Eye contact, the stare of loyalty, to reconfirm.

   Nowhere else, is the destiny of the other, except here.

The now, with the hopes of tomorrow, and beyond.

   So that two may become one, in wholeness.

Lips kissing, raising the heat, while whispering promises.

   Passion and desire still at peak.

The gentleness of her femininity, soft, and motivating.

   That silent approval of trust, secureness.

Her sutleness, giving strength to move heaven and earth.

   Peace, blanketed within respect.

He is fearless, and embraces his challenge with the world.

   To provide for, and protect.

To forfill his duty, without waiver.

  &#...

Angel

   Your beautiful yesterday, and today,  tomorrow will be no different.  

   Not just your hips, or your lips, but mind, body and soul.  

Your presence, your essence, you as a whole.  

   Don't want to crowd you, but can't resist being around you.  

You are a magnet, to which I am helplessly pulled.  

   Every second with you is a blessing and I am thankful.  

Mistakes will be made, i'm not perfect, I'm only a man.  

   For you, the challenge and pain of such a pursuit is necessary.  

   I will never betray, I am true, and loyal, and will give my life for you.  

   I can only hope, and I can only pray, this can be mutual.  

Other opportunities and chances will come along as they often do.  

   But know, I will never quit trying to be bet...

I can't love someone else

   I can't love someone else, I don't think you understand.  

You are the only you upon this land.

   Meeting for the first time is a date, and more is the plan.

There is no preparation for what's next at hand.  

   Only thoughts and dreams of what we hope to happen.  

Love, respect, trust, loyalty and harmony.

   Progress building the foundation of what we seek.  

Happy days, peace, companionship and love.  

   Off the ground, past the clouds, to the heavens above.  

But for success, a challenge must be introduced.  

   No plan, no script, just a storm coming through.  

One that tests the will, and intestinal fortitude.  

   Rain, thunder, lightning, and winds of disfunction.  

All the work to build, threatened by destruction.  

 ...

Eternal love!

   If only I could place you upon a platter and devour you, I would.

Thankfully though I can not.

   Allowing forever, to suckle and caress your femininity.

A lifetime, stargazing the skies of your soul.

   Timeless moments of helplessness, entranced by your soft tone.

Simple words melodic, as they flow upon the releasing of your breeze.

   Wanting hands thoroughly travel your fruitful landscape, discovering new territory.

   An adventure of roaring oceans, and subtle sunsets.

As your rose pedal lips penetrate my hardened skin with tenderness.

   Sharing each other's warmth, sparking the flames of passion.

Burning in our desire of true love.

   Releasing smoke signals for those lost.

To find forever, and be at peace.

Dear Woman

   I need to ask, do you look at yourself?

Sexy, sassy, and full of bliss.

   Every inch of you deserves to be kissed.

Your eyes deeper than the abyss.

   Your lips, defined, full and thick.

The femininity of your neck, nice and perfect.

   Your shoulders soft, and sloped at the perfect angle.

Down to arms and hands, that are lifes cradles.

   Your breasts and nipples, the nourishment of what 

makes life stable.

   Your sternum to waist, no matter the shape, the holder

of creation, I give thanks.

   Your curved hips, full thighs, brings attention to the eyes.

Now what's in between should be no surprise, the wanted

treasure, that delicious pie.

   Toned calves, down to the ankles, anchored by your

wonderful feet.

   ...

July 5th

   Damn you look good, with your sexy ass.

I just want to carry you to an open meadow, and

lay you on the grass.

   Sipping wine from stemware glass.

I can look into your eyes forever, letting the time pass.

   Your natural sweet fragrance blending perfectly with

the choice bouquet that has amassed.

   We brought no sustenance, I shall sustain off your pizazz.

As I softly kiss your neck and gently nudge your ear 

with my nose.

   Slowly moving to your succulent lips, feeling as if 

time froze.

   Each moment with you is heaven, a place that only 

God knows.

   Shared by the creation of you, in which I have been

blessed to have been bestowed.

   The lord doesn't make mistakes, that's why he broke

the mold.