Encounter

There is something inside you
that reaches in and touches me
where I have never been touched before.

Your inner voice speaks to mine
telling me what a fine person you are.
Unaware of this you clown around
trying to impress.

You do not know
my mind is already made up.
I know who you are;
I have no need of your lies.

There is no way for you to know
my heart already belongs to you.
Nothing you do will change that,
try as you may.

You are frightened;
you got more than you bargained for.
You don't know if you can deal with this;
you're not sure you are ready for it.

I will learn the art of patience.
I will learn to let go in the name of love.
I will leave you in God's hands
and go on with my life.

A little richer for the experience!

Karakul

The lion and the lamb.

The gentle lamb
taming
the savage beast.

His tender touch
reaching
the innermost depths
of her Being.

His gentle nature
soothing
her tormented soul.

Surely
he is a gift to her
from God.

Eternity

Now is the hour
that shall never come again.
Now is the moment
I shall never forget.
You are the one I never met.
I recognize you
from unfamiliar feelings within,
feelings I have never known before.
I've been waiting
through all eternity
for your return.
I was an Indian maid
waiting on the shore
for the young cowboy
I knew would come no more.
My faith was strong enough
to see me through
all these years
of waiting for you.

Unity

My search for self-discovery
is meaningless
unless somebody cares
enough to share it with me.

Velvet

Come
let me feel the warmth
of your body
with my hands
the satiny smoothness
of your skin.
Open yourself to me
and I shall caress
your cares away.

Buried Treasure

Want to play in my igloo?

It's really nice and warm.
It just feels cold
til you get to know me
which takes a little time.

Don't be fooled
by the frigid sentinel
posted at the door.
The spirit he guards
is warm and loving
but reached only by trust
which must be earned.

I have a feeling
that we can be happy together
once the barriers are down.
Love melts the iciest heart
given the gift of time.

Devotee

Ethereal woman
wistful creature

yearning

to hold you....
to protect you....
to caress you....
to ease you....
to love you....
love you....
love you....

A Rose In Full Bloom

Standing straight and tall
stately like an elm;
willowy, slender, free as the wind.
Dressed in clothing so loose
the breeze lightly caresses
her bare skin;
clothing so loose
it fails to take on the shape of her body.
FREE
to feel all the feelings
that rise to the surface,
unencumbered.

Solitary Offering

I offer you
a gift
that has been offered
to no man -
the gift of Me.

Mine has been
a solitary existence
and one of my own choosing.

I love you.

Curious!

Come here
and let me teach you
what I don't know how.

In Totality

Love me ....
with your mind
with your body
with your emotions
but most of all ....
with your soul.

Contact

Gentleness ....
speaking to me ....
touching me ....
reaching the depths of my soul.

Shadow Dancer

Wayfaring stranger
gypsy that you are
coal black eyes
red hot blood
and a soul that longs to be free.

Not for you a wasted life
shackled
by invisible chains of security.

Walking on the water
dancing on the wind
making love beneath the stars.

Then with the coming
of the morning dew
you are gone
leaving me alone again.

Mendacity

Your voice caresses my ears
and teases my senses.
It wraps itself around me like a cloak
so gentle, so inviting ...
It angers me
this false seduction of yours;
this invitation your voice implies
which you do not mean.

Self-Portrait

Antelope eyes
deep and expressive.
Long slender nose
coming almost to a point.
Lips a little too thin to be beautiful.
A face slightly freckled -
resembling the moon at its fullest.

A body as round
and soft as a cloud
a fluffy white cloud
billowing
above the trees and water
that are so much a part of me.

I am Comfort!

Bring your tired body to my bed
and if I look favorably upon you
I will caress you lovingly
massaging your cares away.

Enter me
and if you dare let yourself go...
you will lose yourself
in ecstasy sublime
emerging Whole once again.

Artiste

A maternal heart
worshipping children.
A poetic mind
worshipping pain.
A sensual body
worshipping man.
A striving soul
worshipping God.
Sensitive
intense
often misunderstood.
Writing is her only release.

The Dusty Rose

She lived in a world of broken promises,
no one to call her own.
She craved the love that others took for granted,
but she had never known.

A tender smile, a gentle touch,
she watched as others received.
But not for her these loving things,
"I'm not worthy," she believed.

People were not to be trusted
she soon made up her mind.
She would avoid them at all costs
and turn to food of any kind.

Avoid the pain of being rejected,
avoid the heartaches and tears.
And through this decision made in youth,
she wasted thirty years.

Then her body revolted
causing her much pain;
forcing her to take the risks
needed to make a change.