Whisper Through The Trees

Time knows not a whisper
all is quiet, thoughts are still
the past is but a day away
upon our windowsill
Hearts are in the meadow
green the grass and calming breeze
here the wind is playing
singing, swaying through the trees
There in shaded valleys
dusty roads our love explore
so much hope in knowing
it was me you're looking for
The sun has took to setting
once forgetting heat's embrace
night has found it's calling
falling quick as day does break
The future but a day away
as winds come cool and crisper
all is quiet, thoughts are still
til time knows not a whisper

In The Dawn Where Dreams Dispel

Words abound in silent morning

twilight breaks and echoes play

through the burning blue imbue

a lighter shade of gray

Here the waves are coming

so she does and secrets meld

far from sunlight touching

dark unto these dreams dispel

Slip into my fading dawn

and I to yours go hide

do I drive it deep enough

to touch your love inside

Hands on hands are clenching

wrenching lightning in a flash

from the dark that tiny spark

restart this ember-ed ash

Taste of lust remaining

burning hot with fiery tension

come into my being seeing

more than I can mention

Here where depths are diving

souls connect in distant gray

with words upon the morning

twilight breaks and echoes play

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