January 17, 2013

Lovers Us Together

There are words unspoken in this silent embrace
Your hand in graceful arc up and around my head
Rustling my hair, playing about my neck and ears
Your hair tickles, my nose breathing you deeply
Hands cupped to your breast in joyful memory
We rise together, knowing our wanton
I lift you easily carrying you to our bed
The kiss, the knowing
A taste of petals parted rising to meet in urgent need
We part to enter and join a couple loved
Like no other known.
Eyes locked in tune only to close at each crescendo
The music sweet
A love song
As old as humanity
As new as life
Ours

January 13, 2013

Providence Destinies


What will it be contestant?
Prize package #1: uncertain love with love given
Prize package #2: certain love with love given
Oooorrrr…
Prize package #3: a lifetime of shallow you-ness……………………. in your new car!!! (ding ding ding ding ding)  This brand new Rendezvous comes with oil injection, a chassis that won’t quit, is a Hummer of a gas guzzler, a shiny stick shift, under the hood performance, and a rear end that cannot be beat.  She is a quick responder with a short shallow uncertain performance record.

Contestant, time to choose your prize destiny
Audience please help our contestant
Will it be Door #1, Door #2 or Door #3
Choice will be made right after this word…

Do you have faith, the faith ground from a lifetime of experience?  Are you prepared to make your future a reality?  Are you given to making choices on fact, on faith, or on fact and faith.  We can help.  We are Providence.  Our choices are your choices because we know it all.  We take away your free will and replace it with only the facts.  Your informed decision will eliminate destiny and instead provide you with the humdrum reality of living a life of ifs.  Want a sure thing, we guarantee it.  Want free will, we will guarantee only that you are in for one helluva ride, hold on, and keep your hands, feet, and head inside the car.

What will it be contestant?
Will it be Door #1, Door #2 or Door #3
Audience: 1, no 2, 1, 3, 2, 2, 3

It will be none Bob.
I am stepping out of your game
And into my living.
This land of influence
Of audience pressure
Of pretty girls
And shiny things
These are dead to my free will
Bob my choice is made
I choose; I have chosen.

Connection is the most cherished thing this being will have.



With a friend, you need never be alone





January 10, 2013

With You


It is all so new
The discovery
The feeling
Mad
Sort of
But in the end never
The talks
And walks
Food
Wine
Music
The poetry
The pageantry
Your beauty
Natural especially
With no make-up
And ruffled hair
Beside me
Asleep
Your breath
Your peace
Trust
It is all so new
It is all so confusing
I want to be confused with you
I do

January 08, 2013

Will it To Be

I dream, so real
I feel you with all my senses
Carrying you curled in my arms
We come together
One
In ceremony we celebrate
Avowed friends now family
For all our days
In ceremony we celebrate
Lovers again
Yet different
One

January 07, 2013

Dad


I will call you Dad, Dad
And my heart melted
A joy so rare
Only birth has felt so
You choose me
An honour above all
My love
My daughter

January 06, 2013

Butterfly Wings


Stable in beauty we wait
Flora entreating
The whim of exquisites
Stamen chosen, or not
Your butterfly wings spread
It's effect across the planet
Heart yearning
This delicate flower
Touch me?
Then touch another
A flit
Weather altered
Typhoon started
Flooding forth and then
Abated
Your chrysalis cocooned
Formed and reformed
Delicate and protected
Beneath my broad strong leaves
I hold you in hope
To watch you free again and again
Loved
But you then love another