sweat from two lovers
like tears from her husband's eyes
drops on tousled sheets
sun-kissed horizon
Nocturne bows out gracefully
gossamer moment
lasting impression
holding hands with a shadow
take a leap of faith
Kisses from the sun
Burning lips leave me frozen
The touch of Midas
the busy crowds pass
filled with old friends & lovers
distant but not gone
The steel against stone,
Dirt caking your pants and face,
You knock at Earth's heart.
Warm like an embrace
A desolate hill, lit up
Such beauty, wasted
A planted kiss on
my cheek, after budding, then
sprouted'to a weed.
Misty air whispers
in a forest full of dreams ?
love breathes through the trees
tiny snow angel
snowflakes kiss your rosy cheeks
white winter beauty
Two trees in thick fog
When your secret lover dies
You might not be told
Winter's frozen kiss
Icy crystalline fingers
Silent night descends
loving each other
life is good but not that good
sometimes there's hunger
leaning together
three linden trees drip fragrance
carried on the breeze
july afternoon
spent looking round old churches
damp palms together
gardens of roses
where children play together
the sound of blooming
crazy loving loud
people crowd my head and heart
family and friends
Eyes that never met
Held a love so pure and warm
Fate's secrets untold
boardwalk of turtles
amble seaside at sun's surge
current sweeps a kiss
Red, Pink Bleeding Hearts
A drop of blood hanging down
Nature's Artistry
A faded picture
Final evidence that love
Was active and strong
we made love with the
windows open'the blinds clawed
off -- a busy street.
Remember the kiss:
your dark lipstick smeared against
my pain- unfolding
Sadness cerements me,
despair dances on my heart.
His identity...
Tender beloved ~
Your petals upon my tongue ~
Feasting from love's bloom
The rueful waltz of
a wretched heart ~ Crestfallen ~
Swallowed by the grey
Sleep and dream my love
Twixt my arms and near my heart.
Your humid breath, Life
strength, beauty, heart, wind
enveloped in one creature
on Pegasus wings
Steamy kisses light
up a room full of darkness.
There is no love here.
your red umbrella
hope there's no rain tomorrow
we kissed, you forgot
sleep's a fickle wench
she denies and vies for love
lure of her embrace
the calmness before
a thunderstorm ? best time to
cradle a romance
Dead. Each bubble cries
tears of gold. Drunken first kiss,
your pull-tabs. New wife.
A man ought to love
brown leaves and the last acorn
before winter snow
The dowager's goat
again nosed my wife's pink pants.
Moist mark. My stained lands.
days of love and war
baby birds open beaks wide
reaching for the sky