With Bated Breath

With bated breath and tired eye,
I toss and turn, and try to lie,
And get some rest, instead I cry,
So many hours ’til I fly.

With bated breath and one packed bag,
I clean the room with dirty rag,
And from new items, clip the tag,
And check the time, the hours lag.

With bated breath and seconds gone,
I ponder back, two weeks of fun,
And broken heart, I miss a ton,
The love who I left back alone.

With bated breath and written prose,
I write so that this poem grows,
And count the syllables and rows,
And reveal my heart, each word shows

With bated breath and none to do,
I think of all I know and knew,
And send a simple ‘I love you’,
For never was a love so true.

In My Thoughts

The gray skies were a prelude
To the foggy weather, unexpected
But everywhere the sun shone
Because you were in my thoughts

The winter came and chilled the world
The frost lept from my breath
But spring reigned inside my heart
Because you were in my thoughts

Because you were in my thoughts
I prayed a little harder
I tried with more ambition
I strove with much more purpose

Because you were in my thoughts
And because you’re in my heart
The world for me is a better place
And life takes on new meaning

Autumn Blooms

Autumn blooms and you are here
As summer fades and chill is near
A cool crisp night to hold you tight
Walk arm in arm to my delight
A weekend spent in utter bliss
The harmony, the sincere kiss
Of conversation, laughter too
I am in love, in love with you

You may consider how sincere
I say how much I hold you dear
But it’s no wonder that in truth
And I hold this weekend as proof
That we’re well matched and perfectly
We’re filled with sensitivity
And caring and affection too
It stands to reason, I love you

So read this poem, hold it near
To your heart and have no fear
Smile, in happiness shed a tear
Until the time it’s crystal clear
For all the world to know and hear
Into infinity I peer
And see my love is really true
From end to end that I love you

Love Tsunami

The challenge is not to fall in love
The challenge is to stay in love

The problem is not losing love
The problem is not having love

The issue is not pushing off love
The issue is being incapacitated by love

Like a tidal wave of powerful emotions swelling without care to what lies in its path
Love can overtake the heart and mind and occupy all of its hosts being with nothing else

Control and channel of this awesome force is a must lest it render its host useless
And if left to run amok, untethered, can shatter the very being who hosts it.

Be wary of love
Be respectful of love
Be a master of love

Senses

Speak to me and fill me with your words
Enchant my ears with the sweet sounds of your voice
Draw me in with your conversation
Entrance me with your wisdom, intelligence, and knowledge

Look to me with your sparkling hazel gaze
Treat my eyes with the beauty that you are
Fill me with your calm stare
Attract me with your grace, finesse, and charm

Reach to me and grant me your touch
Allow my skin the pleasure of your caress
Bind me with your warm embrace
Love me with your mind, body, and soul

The Art of Love

A glance, a stare, a smile, a nod, an understanding
The switch is turned and the hormones freely flow
Drawing near through the unbroken gaze of infinity
Two magnetized souls swelling with desire, grow

Blood surges as the thumping of hearts grows louder
Breathes heavy under the load of passion laced with lust
Two bodies attracted, conflicted, overwhelmed by emotions
Coming together in a delicate dance of trust

Lips fused, conveying the words unspoken
Tongues dashing like swords in a furious fight
Hands caressing to hold near the other
Feeling and squeezing and holding on tight

The gates of heaven grant their invite
The pearls of heaven so perfect and pure
Magical touch and sound ignite the senses
A climactic release the only cure

The art of love is a delicate vocation
Practiced by many, yet mastered by few
Learned over time it forms the essence of life
An artisan’s work creating love so true.

The Fire Rose

With brilliance and beauty, the fire rose sparkles
Its petals soft and supple to the lips
A kiss
A breath
A passion

The fire rose kindles the flame, ignites the heart
Its stem, smooth and curvy under gentle hands
A touch
A caress
A sigh

Under the weight of emotion writhes the fire rose
Its leaves embrace with compassion and love
A hug
A squeeze
A unification

The fire rose is an all consuming flower
Once lit, its passion surges and enflames the heart
Intelligent
Beautiful
Passionate

Handle with care, the fire rose

Sleep Beckons

Sleep with its silky smooth wisps, gently lulls me ever closer to explore the bottomless chasm of its inky blackness.
The night within night within infinite time.
A dwelling place for myriad dreams and fantasies to play out in never-ending permutations, with details as minute as the imagination can tolerate.
A heartbeat. A breathe. A sigh.
In vain through chemical induced imbalance we attempt it to delay, but its call an uncontrollable addiction cannot and must not be shaken.
We falter. We follow. We fade.
Sleep beckons.

The Shofar Experience

Full expansive
I resonate with your positive energy
Empty deflated
I cringe at the retelling of your pain

I’m in
I am present and conscious
I’m out
I am distant and dreaming

Wellbeing
Standing as an individual in relationship
Sickly
Standing alone, unloved, in a crowd of friends

I positively resonate with presentness as I stand in conscious relationship to wellbeing
Resonating positively, conscious, present, and in relation with wellbeing
Relating positively, and concsiously resonating, here in the present at wellbeing
The present moment, being conscious, while resonating in relationship, and exuding positiveness for wellbeing

Breathe and release the constricture that holds you back
Breathe and embrace the love that is yours reflected back
Breathe and take a step towards wellbeing
Breathe and give from your wellbeing