My Little Flame

Fire to dance and flick about
depend on fuel to flame
dare to court this dance of sorts
in short cavort to tame
A moment on the skin offend
if so dare not to dream
for no surprise should find your eyes
as fires desire to steam
Smoldered hot unknowing
just a breath is all that's caught
to dare to court this dance of sorts
and drink til thirst we not
Fiery end of passion
glowing hot on nature's wick
none to tame this fire remain
within it's flame to lick
Dance upon my wanton eye
divide and flick about
here you burn to here return
no fear of going out

My Light

In misty morning's calling
here you are and there we go
drifting on our dreams it seems
that's all we need to know
The world around us turning
stars are shooting waves do crash
but here the world don't matter
skies are blue and flicker flash
The touch of you is warming
charming heart to which I bind
lips still feel your yearning
burning hot as dreams remind
A moment on the skin pretend
forever's at our choosing
inhibitions weighing in
and clothes they too are losing
Stripped of all but longing
words do play on ears repeat
nothing quite as pleasing
as this teasing you complete
Time has lost it's fury
when your eyes comprise my thought
here you are and there we go
in raging rivers caught
Still you are my morning
afternoon and midnight dreams
in the misty twilight
you are my light so it seems

Thoughts They Do Resound

Echoes play and thoughts resound
in shadowed love embrace
feelings deep now show release
to burn without a trace
Stories told of days of old
once great now fade to black
emotions found as thoughts resound
the truths in looking back
Forging still those bonds reveal
yet honor ties that bind
words replace that empty place
those corners of the mind
Here you dance in happenstance
oh specter of love gone
moments still recalled at will
to never be alone
Deep in shadowed meadows
winds are swept and wrapped in gray
feelings deep now show release
in sparkled moonlight play
Writing lines in verse remind
and to yourself be found
here where echoes bounce and play
and thoughts they do resound

Skies Now Blue Remind

Time resigned to passing
stars to shoot as dreams are cast
a moment on the eye rely
as hopes are streaking past
Clouds of love are shifting
drifting slow as storms do rage
the ending of an era
or the passing of an age
Gray and bleak these words to speak
as winds are flowing free
time resigned to passing
flashing quick for you and me
Remember still what love reveals
and stands the test of time
winter on the heart impart
those mountains left to climb
Still the storms are lifting
sifting sands on strands of time
stars to shoot are resolute
and skies now blue remind

Frosty Lips and Fingertips

Upon a sea of white ignite
delight in passion's kiss
frosty lips and fingertips
to paint a portrait crisp
Drifts are calling out in doubt
of warmer days denied
wrapped in freezing winds again
to fall from heaven's skies
Angel of the morning
snowy hearts envision gray
until the warming winds pretend
to share their heat some day
Frigid thoughts are thawing
calling out unto the sun
upon a sea of white ignite
delight in what's to come

Kaleidoscopic Colors

Kaleidoscopic colors
Twist to turn and yearn to swirl
words invade and serenade
our eyes as thoughts unfurl
Here in print engaging
caging words do reckless run
borne of chance as lines en-trance
until their dance is done
Here where thoughts are changing
ranged emotions painting still
kaleidoscopic colors
meant to echo what we feel
Thoughts construed in different hues
it's all a game of light
Kaleidoscopic colors
as we fade into the night

Touch Of Sin On Sultry Skin

Dreams descend on burning skin
as time does tick to pass
here in midnight's dusky hue
where hearts and thoughts amass
Temptation now is burning
yearning hot with love in place
touch of sin on sultry skin
descend for just a taste
Hips alive and furied
rise to fall in rhythm's race
searing hot in sheets we're caught
to twist and turn embrace
In heat go fingers searching
reaching out and burning still
to slide into the morning
echoes play as hearts reveal
That ghostly touch remember when
onto your conscious glide
dreams descend on burning skin
as time does slowly slide
Baptized by fiery waterfalls
refreshed in morning's hue
yet here to lay as thoughts convey
and midnight's had it's due