Somebody's Star

This life can be rough; Yes, it's true

Hard times come to both me and you

Just breathe deeply and learn your lessons

The good times will be cherished blessings

 

You can try to run and hide

But you can't escape what's inside

You are you wherever you go

Accept yourself and you will grow

 

Loving yourself can be so hard to learn

Society's criticisms can really burn

But you are wonderful; You really are

And in this life, you are somebody's star

Copyright © 2005

Blessed Serenity

Through the pitch darkness
And clouds of confusion
A benevolent hand
Reached forth toward me

I received this hand
Warily with mine
And followed to discover
Where it would lead

I began to detect
A faint incandescence

A multitude of
Sweet beckoning voices
Lovingly encompassed me

As the light became brilliant
Never did the hand discard me

Once into the blazing light
With the gloominess

An indistinct recollection

Then is when I saw that
The accommodating hand
Which had led me away
From anguish was yours

The voices I'd heard
Were amazingly those of
My beloved ones

Summoning me back

From the pit of
Ominous nothingness
I had worn as a shroud

Never before had I felt
Such blessed serenity

I realized where I belonged

I finally knew who I was

I left all self-doubts
And suspicions behind
In the torment

And dark despair

That had become my life
For almost an entire year

I was myself once more

Copyright © 1992

Final Sleep

Twists and turns
The hands of Fate
Plot your course
And set your dates

Just watch and see
How it comes in part
To skew your mind
Or break your heart

Plan for the worst
And hope for the best
Eat right and exercise
Get plenty of rest

Squirrel money away
In a box or a bank
You'll need it for emergencies
Then yourself you will thank

Do all you can
To make things right
Care for all people
Not just those in sight

Be the person you want
Others to become
When you close your eyes
Your work will be done

For the Final Sleep, friends
Comes to us all
You had best have lived right
When to account you are called


Copyright © 2004

Innermost Thoughts

What is honest in your secret heart?
What is true in your innermost thoughts?

How many locked doors are there deep inside of you?
Would anyone tell me, if anyone knew?

Tell me your secrets, whisper me your dreams.
Show me your plans and elaborate schemes.

The past is gone, for that was another day.
The present is here, but how long will it stay?

The future is tomorrow, yet so far away.

In your life, I want to be a part of it all:
From winter to spring, through summer and fall.

Can't you share yourself with me?
Openly, honestly, true, and free?


Copyright © 1992

My Eternal Lover

The first tentative kiss
The softest touching of lips
Your sweet tongue tempting mine
Kisses deepen into passion

Your hands cradle my face
Then one pulls me closer
Fingers grasping at my nape
Demanding intimacy

You pull me down
To lie upon the furs
Hands exploring my breasts
Followed by your mouth

My nipples harden and rise
Fingers trail to my secrets
Heightening my desire
Moaning, helpless

Whimpering with lust
Your body slides against mine
Capturing my mouth with yours
Urging me toward ecstasy

Your hands slide up my arms
Pinning my wrists above my head
Eyes searching my soul as we join
Heaven

Slowly at first
Teasing
Lifting me higher
Then waiting

Undulating again
To raise my desire
Now I'm on fire
Rougher now

Losing control
Souls dancing through swollen lips
Freedom
My hands are released

To travel your glistening back
Pulling you closer
Tongues lick sensitive necks
Teeth grip shoulders

Groans in my hair
Fierce intensity in your eyes
I beg for release
As you thrust deeper

Our souls embrace and soar
Climax locks us in each other's arms
I scream your name
You moan mine

My eternal lover


Copyright © 2005

Nomad

Roam, nomad, roam
Far away from home
Or even somewhat near
It is now all so clear

It matters not where you go
Your absence still shows
How we stand apart
Are we close in heart?

I so decidedly think not
Since you have been caught
In your filthy, rotten deceit
When you deviously creep

Do you think me naïve?
Believing the web you weave?
You should know I have learned
For I have certainly been burned

By that thing called 'Love'
Supposedly from Above
Just never you fear
Darling nomad, dear

I learned a long time ago
Actions can more clearly show
What your words may try to hide
Yet is just so clear in my mind

We were never meant to be
This is the truth that I see
So stop trying to hide
Just say "Goodbye"


Copyright © 2000

Time for Goodbyes

I don't know how to say goodbye.

I don't know how to stand, to seem, to look.
I want to hold your hand and drown in your eyes.
But now is not for dreaming; it's time for goodbyes.

I want to run my hands through your hair and feel your lips upon mine.
But this is not the place, nor is it the time
For loving and wanting; it's time for goodbyes.

I feel so empty inside at the thought of leaving you behind.
I always thought that you and I were two of a kind.
Now is when to show our differences, cut our ties, and separate our minds.

This is not the time for being as One or 'Happily Ever After'.
It's time for goodbyes.


Copyright © 1990

Joy

A most remarkable thing
Happened today

When I opened my eyes
To the morning light

I awoke to find
You lying by my side

You can't imagine
The joy that filled
My soul and heart

Now my entire day
Will be wonderful

Judging by its start

I love you


Copyright © 1989

My Eyes

Look into my eyes and what do you see?

Do you see

My patience with you?
How my heart stops when you smile?
The mischief in my mind?
How much I love you?

Look into my eyes, really look…

Can you see

My jealousy when you're with others?
The hurt in my heart when you're gone?
My silent, desperate plea?

Can you really see?

Look into my eyes and consider

Might you see

Why they're so green, then so blue?
That our eye contact shakes me?
That I've needed you for too long?
That I'll always want and need you?

Look into my eyes and what do you see?


Copyright © 1989

My Heart I Bare

The moment I saw you, I wanted you to be mine.
You spoke to me then; that's when I knew it was time.

My turn to be happy, to have fun, and to share.
My chance to be with someone who would truly care.

Your sparkling eyes speak volumes to me.
Your dazzling smile makes me weak in my knees.

You cause trembling in me that's uncontrollable and untamed.
I have shivers of pleasure whenever I hear your name.

Thoughts of you bring a quick smile to my face.
I see you before me when I drift off into space.

You're the man in my dreams each and every night.
You're the only one I long to have hold me tight.

You make me feel comfortable, special, and warm,
As if I'm protected, and safe from all harm.

Your gentle soul draws me as a moth to a flame.
The question that remains: Do you feel the same?

This poem I wrote to show you I care.
In essence, this is my heart I bare.


Copyright © 1989

Three, Two, or One

From one to another to another and back again
How to decide?

The sweetness of one
The lust of another
The spontaneity of the other

Two so near, one so far
Completely different in all their ways

Pros and cons on every side
Confusion in my mind

Confusion in my mind
Each situation is too good sometimes

Wonderful lovers, yes, and good friends

My heart, mind, and soul belong to all
Though not entirely to any one

I'm happy with each alone
But I can't cut the others free of me

What to do?
Where to turn?

Once were all in the same company

Having two together, Heavens!
But to have all three?

My gaze wandering over each
And back again
Knowing that only I
Could lay claim to each and every one

Now I can't relinquish any one
I wish I could keep all three
But they won't let me have my fun

Tell me:
Should I choose Three, Two, or One?


Copyright © 1989

Make Me Hate

Please don't make me hate you.

Don't take what has been beautiful and turn it ugly.
Don't tell me you've never cared.
Or never stared when you thought I wasn't looking.

Don't make me wish that our union never happened.
Please don't think that I never saw
That look in your eyes after our loving.

Or that I missed the tenderness
In your smiles for me.
Please don't try to tell me that it was all pretend.

Don't make me hate you
When I love you so much, my friend


Copyright © 1990

Fantasizing

You speak of amour
You behave as if to leave

You say a few minutes
You're more like hours

You always guarantee
You relentlessly deceive

You fall short of caring
What endeavor do I perceive?

What exhibits your ardor for me?

I observe merely disdain, and contempt,
Only hatred, and abandonment
I detect no concern, and no compassion,

There's no chance for love in that

You answer that I've 'turned into a real bitch'
I contemplate what has wrought this change in me

Could it possibly be despair, or loneliness?

I used to be so cheerful and carefree
I really trusted that you cherished me

Now I realize that I was merely fantasizing
Dreaming a peasant man into a prince

What suffering for wishful thinking!


Copyright © 1991

Just who

Misty memories whirl in my head
Of past chances and old dreams

Dancing in a rhythmic crowd
Standing on the sidelines alone

Tears in so many false smiles
Visions in distorted mirrors

Promises in the bottom of a glass
Finding Love in the wafting smoke

Images wildly spinning along
Through each other's path
As faces swim in and out of focus

Events re-occur with vivid clarity
As I quietly sit and ponder the past

Tender touches thankfully remembered
Brutal force sobbingly relived yet again

Intense longing to truly be known
Deep-seated fear in real recognition

Just who am I anyway


Copyright © 1991

Love

Love
What Is Love

Is It This Coldness
This Emptiness
This Numbness
I'm Experiencing

Is Love Leaving
Your Self-Respect Behind

Is It Turning
The Other Cheek
When You're Slapped

Is Love
The complete disregard
For Your Own personal
Needs and Wants

Is It The
Slow Death of
Everything You've
Ever Been

And were ever
Meant to Be

Love


Copyright © 1991

My Romantic Mind

Can you detect our light shining as a beacon for all to see?
I perceive it in my mind's eye as closer to you than to me,

It was between us, a powerful symbol of our loyalty.
Remember what you said when you showed it to me?

If I needed you to make something right,
I should look heavenly to our soft guiding light

And I should merely cry aloud thrice your name.
You'd hear my call, and my problems you'd tame.

I believed you'd hear and come straight to my side.
Was it all true, or a figment of my romantic mind?


Copyright © 1991

People Face

Why do I feel that I must be perfect?

Happy and outgoing in public,
Not a care in the world.

Never let anyone see my inner turmoil.
Put on my 'People Face' for the party.

Pretty and poised,
Hiding myself away
And masking my emotions.

Smiles, no tears,
Happy, no fears.

Publicly perfect,
Perfectly private.


Copyright © 1991

Scourge of the World

She gazed at the light dispassionately,
As if it had never meant the world to her.

She thought about the years past,
Forever since she had held him in her arms.

She wondered what had been so wonderful about him
That she'd felt that she couldn't live without his love.

He had been unknown to her,
Just another puzzle in the mystery of life.

She later learned that mysteries
Aren't always meant to be solved.

His enigma, once discovered,
Was not a joy to behold.

It was a terror to run from in fear.

What love of hers could be
Such a maniacal devil?

This one was a detriment to
All who had contact with him.

He was the scourge of the world,
The vomit of society.

Well-spoken as the mood befit him,
Charming as the inkling to be so.

He chose his way, and received
His just desserts in the long run.

Some people, you just can't break;
They only bend.

That she would in turn break him,
Was the very end!


Copyright © 1991

Stepping Stones

What do I see when I ponder the yesteryears of my life?

A bridge of mistakes through which lessons were learned,
Crossing a river of tears that led to nowhere.

Stepping stones of accomplishments both great and small.

Dreams unrealized.

A slow building of personal strength and endurance,
During the birth of the greatest love imaginable.

Moments of manic joys and severe depressions,
Decades with unexplainable terrors.

Momentary pleasures of the body and soul,
Events that were just beyond my own control.

Times of soulful confusion and insanity,
Consequences for which are still coming.

An increasing respect for myself.


Copyright © 1991

Melancholy

My state is melancholy

I'm neither here nor there
Barely somewhere in between
I've had little in my life
Yet I've lost a lot
I have a job to earn money
Yet I am penniless

After all that has happened
I should be miserable
But I have Life and Love
Therefore I am happy
I have much pleasure and sorrow
So intimately intertwined
Neither is very clear for long

My state is melancholy


Copyright © 1992

Curve

Occasionally life throws you a curve

You labor, you slumber
You dedicate your time
And energy to your purpose in life
Neglecting the social activities
Revolving around you

Then someone walks in the door
Someone who incenses your soul
With a mere passing glance
You wrestle with your emotions
Trying to restrain them
Your head commands your heart
Remain ever vigilant

Yet such a modest little kiss
Sets your senses aglow
With pure unbridled lust
Could it ever be more?
Don't be convinced that
All men are bastards
Don't trust that they're not

Occasionally life throws you a curve


Copyright © 1993

Goodbye

The saddest day of my life came when
I looked at my friend and walked away.
I saw the puzzlement and hurt in his eyes
And I knew not what to say.

"I love you. Goodbye" was the thought
In my mind, the words I held at bay.
The saddest time of my life, the moment my heart
Turned to stone, was today.

No more surprises, no more excitement,
No more kidnappings, or romps in the hay.

I want to cry, to fight, to scream!
Now I'll have no more chances to dream.

So many thoughts of 'What if…' and 'Why?',
And always the saddest, 'I thought it
Would be until the day I die'.

To you aloud, I say:

"I did the best I could and loved you above all else. Goodbye."


Copyright © 1994

Organization

Life is bizarre
Life is fun
Life is wonderful
When everything is done

Don't fall behind
Or you'll get caught in a trap
If you forget your priorities
Then life turns to crap

Bitchin' and moaning
Yes, I've heard it all
Short-term memory loss
Is my dang downfall

Making list is what it's all about
Then can't anybody
Scream or shout

Put your list where
You can see it
Organization
You just can't beat it


Copyright © 1994

Reap What We Sow

Can you put a price on laughter? On love? On humility?
I can!

Laughter costs us all of the unhappiness we can find within our souls.
Do we not feel lighter for having laughed?

Love costs us all of the selfishness that devours our hearts and minds daily.
Do we not find ourselves giving and caring when love manifests in our lives?

Humility costs the egotism and selfishness which corrupts our humanity
And its life's ebb throughout our limited time upon this world.

Can any of us honestly admit that we have not been emotionally
Touched by life's cruel and inhuman thrust of its particular brand of truth?

Our torrid little lives are products of our own deviousness.
If we pursue that which is wicked and inhumane,
We will certainly reap what we sow.

The same shall also be true if we
Plant love, compassion, empathy, and trust.

Imagine the crops our glorious love could produce:
Fruitful!


Copyright © 1995

The Hands of Time

I look in the mirror
And see the unmistakable signs of my aging
A wrinkle here and a line there
Where none had been yesterday
Or was it last year?

My skin is blotchy where once it was clear
My pitiful breasts sag now
They used to be so firm
Could it be the children's fault?

Thighs that were once slim and attractive
Are now lumpy with cellulite
My hips have gone the way of the sun –
From the east to the west

After years of denial, I must finally face the truth:
I have inherited my mother's body
I was warned this would happen
But I just didn't want to listen

Is it too late to start exercising
And drinking gallons of water each day?
Can I still save my twenty-eight year old face
With cleansers, toners, and moisturizers?

Would a breast implant improve my bosom?
Can these thighs recover with liposuction?
Perhaps I am unjustly concerned
Or possibly too self-conscious

I know that I could be healthier
And I absolutely should be, too
But I'll never turn back the hands of time
I'll just age as gracefully as I can manage


Copyright © 1996

A Rainy Midnight

Night has come forth, many hours ago
A peaceful rain is falling, gentle and slow

Lamplight glimmers on ripples of puddles
Long distance vision is cloudy and muddled

Rivers of water racing down waterspouts sound
Rhythmic and soothing against the world's endless pound

Dampness and cold creep through to the bone
As I sit high above the earth all alone

Stars there are none to see in the sky
Only a cloudy dark vision beheld by the eye

Rarely is a car to be heard or be seen
To shatter the pleasure in a rainy midnight scene


Copyright © 1997

His Child's Mother

A sadness overwhelms me when I think of my friend,
Now at the beginning of what should have been the end

Of a senseless marriage that drives him insane.
He lets her get to him; he has no one else to blame.

To let go of the past is what he needs to do,
But it's hard to get rid of an old comfortable shoe.

He'd rather have what he knows than what may lay ahead,
Even though it could cause his musical soul's death.

Of advice friends try to give him, he doesn't think twice.
He was looking for her heart when he rolled those damned dice.

He couldn't help gambling my love against heartache.
That was simply a chance he just thought he had to take.

That it will lead to his ruin one desperate way or another,
He really does not care; she's his child's mother.


Copyright © 1998

Promise of Tomorrow

I can feel your breath upon my skin
It quickens as I lay my hand upon you
Your sigh blows softly against my tresses

Your heart pounds wildly under my touch
I acknowledge its beat with the tip of my tongue
It throbs in eager response

You cannot deny your desire for me
A woman recognizes the power she wields over a man

Do you appreciate how strongly you affect me?
Can you feel my heart aching with passion?
Can you sense my impatience to consummate our union?

Is that why you leave with a kiss
And a promise of tomorrow?


Copyright © 1998

Reminder

The ache of my heart
Is a brick hurled through
A pane of glass

The lump in my throat
Is the sound of your name
Unspoken

The tears in my eyes
Are the loneliness and despair
At your absence

The visions I see
Are the thoughts of you
Penetrating my every moment

The vastness of my bed
Is a constant reminder
That you have gone

I miss you


Copyright © 1998

The Touch

The touch of your eyes
Fills my stomach with butterflies.

The touch of your voice
Demands my love without choice.

The touch of your smile
Sends my heart soaring a mile.

The touch of your hand
Makes it difficult to stand.

The touch of your hair
Gives me desire together with care.

The touch of your lips
Causes me to release this world's grip.

The touch of your body
Tells me you want to be naughty.

The touch of you
Asks me to forever be true.

I love the touch…


Copyright © 1998

Almost

Beautiful eyes of so clear a blue
Make it so hard to forget about you.
Lips that are soft, sensuous, and sweet
Are guaranteed to make knees weak.

A body that was sexy, with lines that were lean:
Sexual attraction lay within the man in my dreams.
I dreamt this lusty vision during one star-filled night.
There seemed around him a shiny halo of light.

He was bright and beautiful, a delightful sight to see.
I knew that somehow I'd have him with me.
I caught his roving eye and gave him The Look.
He immediately came over, so I knew he'd been hooked.

He smiled, bowed, and asked for my name.
I responded with a nod, and requested the same.
He asked me to dance, to which I agreed it was time.
He then held me so close, I thought I'd lose my mind.

The tautness of his body, the softness of his hair,
The scent of his cologne made me wish we weren't there.
The evening flew by in an awesome delight,
Yet we wordlessly knew when to call it a night.

He drove to his place and we spoke of tender love.
It was like I'd found an angel from above.
He was sexy and sweet, intelligent and kind.
I thought true love was finally mine.

Almost…


Copyright © 2000

Drama

Drama!

Real-life Springer soap operas
Everywhere I look,
Touching all dear to me
In my little world.

Enough he-said, she-said gossip!

Leave it alone,
You insidious vultures
Of broken hearts
And shattered lives.

Meddle in your own affairs.

Just stop the damned drama!

Change the channel already…


Copyright © 2000

F*ck It

It doesn't matter which place you haunt.
Do what you do, just go where you want.
I don't give a damn who it is that you see.
You were never once promised just to me.

There weren't ever any future plans for us,
So why should there be even a minimum of fuss?
Who cares in whose bed tonight you will sleep?
That is just another little secret for you to keep.

I never felt ecstasy in your lust-filled kiss.
Your tender embrace, I simply don't miss.
There wasn't ever fire between our locked eyes.
You never did hear even one of my sighs.

I don't care where you go, or even what you do.
'Always' was never a word between us two.
In your sex life, there is always going to be
Someone else, another woman, some other 'she'.

I don't love you and you damn sure don't love me,
So don't go expecting what will never come to be.
It doesn't matter to me in whose life you will share.
I just don't give a damn; I seriously just don't care.

F*ck you, f*ck me, and f*ck it all!
I don't even give a f*ck if you call…


Copyright © 2000

Golden Boy

Oh dear, sweet little man-child,
Golden Boy of so few adult years,
How you do make me smile,
Creating sparkling laughter from my blue tears.

Such a darling tender, loving soul
You have so deep within your young heart.
It steals the telling lines from my face,
And obscures the years keeping us so far apart.

I feel like an innocent teenager again
When I shyly take your strong, able hand in mine.
I see the world so differently now,
With these new eyes you've salvaged from Time.

They call you a 'pretty boy', yes, I know.
You could be a successful model, it's true.
But then I'd be so sad again,
If once more my poor life was without you.

I wouldn't ever deign to call it 'Love'.
It's so much less, yet much more than just that.
I do feel a sort of affection for you
That's almost, but not quite, maternal, you brat!

Your own sarcastic brand of wit
Keeps me in stitches and on the tips of my toes.
You make me cry joyful tears of laughter
That often make me want to kiss you on your nose!

You bring such a lovely bright light
Into the pathetic, lonely dark of my sordid life.
Oh, how I wish you were older!
Your tender youth stabs my old heart like a knife.

Golden Boy, I'm just dreaming, darling
Of the day when we've known each other a long time.
Maybe then you'll finally be ready
For me to gaze into your azure eyes and make you mine.

Until then I'll wait most patiently
And savor your sweetly gentle kisses for me.
How shamelessly I do yearn for you,
Young Golden Boy, so far between and few.


Copyright © 2000

In the Name of Love

My mind is filled with bittersweet memories
Of a dream unrealized that almost came to be:

A friend who has been taken drastically off course
Gambles for closure or a sunset ride on a horse.
A lonely cowboy, riding away on the range,
Wishing his life had never been changed.

Memories of music, laughter, and candles
Make the heartbreak that much harder to handle.
Long, quiet nights spent in loving, warm arms
Were then so effective in warding off harm.

Those nights of peace are now no longer.
My soul burns from the ravages of hunger.

Sparkling eyes, quick wit, and sweet tenderness joined
Passionate kisses that left me defenseless.
Soul touching loving with our eyes open wide,
Sharing every moment with nothing to hide.

Perfectly in tune with every thought and deed
While wonderfully harmonious in words and creed.

A comfortable companion who was unlike any other:
He was a good friend who had become my soulful lover.
Please, God, put him on the right path for Love:
Place him with me with Your blessing from Above.
Please set his troubled heart and mind to rest.
Let him give her just the right and true test.

Then when she fails to see the way to pass,
Please send him home to me at long last.

You know my love does shine true, strong, and real.
For my heart, he'd never have to kneel!
I want him as he is, nothing more and nothing less.
My life, for having him in it, is wonderfully blessed.

I wouldn't change him for anything in this world.
Anyone who would 'in the name of Love' is absurd.


Copyright © 2000

Maciej

Darkness broods upon his face
As artistic needs his heart doth grace
His emotions flee with the greatest haste
As love he finds the world so chaste

He looks for love in his artist's paint
His soul reaches for heights so great
Such a talent breeches my heart so faint
His touch the world's evil shall not taint

I see the heart he hides deep within
That he attempts to cover with earth's great sin
For a chance at his happiness lies great in
His soulful wish borne to begin yet again

He can laugh with the greatest of ease
His humor is yet so set to tease
His wish are thoughtfully made to please
As his sighs indeed do fill the breeze


Copyright © 2000

Ode to an Artist

His laughter sounds as bells above
His heart was touched by Heaven's love
His talents are kept by the treasure trove
His art is rendered by a silken glove

His canvas is touched by the brush's kiss
His insight doth surely will not be missed
His love for art will the world be blessed
His emotions without ruled by an iron fist

His countenance stern as he sits to paint
His intensity fills the room so great
His stance upon his throne so straight
His finished works set upon a date

His precious glance turns his subject to stone
His soulful eyes seek what was once alone
His talent beseeches a siren from clone
His artistic love gives wondrous sight from tone

Maciej is his given name so grand
His heart is with another land
He paints his world with such a stand
His patience with me is as grains of sand

Maciej lives his heart so silent
His mercy with me is quite pliant
He graces the world with a talent so giant
His passion builds from his desires so violent


Copyright © 2000

Right Now

A lifetime I've waited to see that smile
I've been patiently biding my time all the while

My life has been full, of that there's no doubt
But my heart's been empty since I've been without

That certain spark in your eye I now can see
And that gentleness in your touch upon me

Fate has thrown us together time and again
So that love has built gradually for us, my dear friend

Everyone around sees our feelings for each other
Definitely not the same as between sister and brother

We ought to be together right now and here
I will love you forever, don't you fear


Copyright © 2000

Such Ignorant Bliss

A great love of mine is gone that never really was.
In its place: the pain of heartache without a just cause.
I felt you slipping slowly, so very far away from me.
I never even had you, so how could that be?

You were long gone before you were even here.
So why is it that I must shed these horrid old tears?
You were never more than any other ordinary men.
So why must I now put to this paper, this pen?

A mere few weeks with you of such ignorant bliss,
Is that the heaven I've convinced myself to miss?
I thought the gleam I saw in your eyes was love.
You told me you were sent specially to me from above.

The multitude of lies that you told I this day forgive,
It is a wiser and more peaceful life that I now do live.
The moments we shared were all just a dream,
For nothing about you is truly as it once seemed.

You never meant a single sweet word that you said.
You just played me for a fool until your interest was dead.
I gave you everything that I could find inside me to give,
Thinking that now that you were here, I would truly begin to live.

You fraudulently lifted me up and gave me such unfounded hope,
It has taken me quite some time now just to learn how to cope.
I had planned so much with our future together in mind,
Never once dreaming that you'd ever leave me behind.

You taught me a lot about this world and yourself,
With the way you threw me on this dust-filled shelf.
If I only trust my instincts more, then I'll never again be let down,
Or played for a fool yet another time all over this one-horse town.

I've learned to hold myself dearer in the quickly coming years,
And to keep away from people who always cause me these tears.
My heart is far too precious to give the likes of you,
So I'll hold a tight rein on it until I find a love that's true.

For one day I will meet my soul mate, my one true man,
And I'll know that it's right the moment he takes my hand.


Copyright © 2000

Wild Ride

You understand me, probably better than I know
You play my games and go with the flow
You keep your distance when I want it the most
And when I want you near, you hold me close

Your beautiful smile brightens most nights
And your tender embrace feels just right
You touch me so gently and lovingly, with care
It feels comfortable when myself to you I bare

I like being able to be me when I'm with you
I know that all of my facades, you'd just see through
We are lovers with no attachment to each other
We never have to worry that we will smother

We're both very social, crazy, and fun
But then our closeness makes us as one
Where are we going, what will ever be?

Let's take this wild ride
Hold on, and we'll see


Copyright © 2000

Yet to Come

If only
He could see
His way
To me

He who I see
Lurking
In the shadows

The future
Has hidden him
From me
For now

Who will he be?
Why can't I see?

How long
Must I wait
For my Love?

The Love
Supposedly
'Promised'
To me?

Can I ever
Believe in
'The One'?

Love
Is a memory
Of a time
Yet to come


Copyright © 2000

As Long as He's Here

Dark brooding eyes and a mysterious smile,
Dare I ask if this one will stay awhile?
Smoldering looks and a muscular body,
Yes, indeed, ladies: This one's a hottie!

Hands that are gentle, yet firm as they grasp,
Their slightest touch causes me to gasp.
Hair soft and shiny, like a raven's wing,
Flows thick through my fingers as my soul sings.

Tender, sweet kisses from luscious, full lips
As his touch travels from face to hips.
Passionate exchanges for endless hours,
I believe it's my soul he wishes to devour.

Have we made a connection? Yes it's true.
But there's a chance he still wants you.
What will I do when he decides to go?
I guess I'll just go on with the show.

My soulmate?
I doubt it, most sincere.
But I intend to enjoy him,
As long as he's here.


Copyright © 2001

Marilyn Marie

Every time I look at my daughter I see
Pieces of the happy child I used to be

The smile, the eyes, the tilt of her head
Bring forth laughter, yet tears of dread

Will she struggle through the same life as me?
Or will she become the woman I wish her to be?

Her charm, her ways, her wisdom beyond her years
Cause me to laugh despite my motherly fears

She shines with a light that's all her own
It attracts others, so she'll never be alone

I love her so much, it hurts my heart
Yet I know that she will forever be a part

Of the best Me there has ever been
Just look at her once, and this you'll see, my friend


Copyright © 2001

A Pleasant Dream

A kiss, a caress

Whispered breaths upon my breast

Sighs and moans

Holding me close to home

A hope, a wish

I'll be the one he'll miss

Content, no fear

Fly and leave the heart here

Craft and sing

Does it mean a thing?

A pleasant dream

Two halves of a team


Copyright © 2002

Almost Possible

My once overflowing and devoted heart
is now a barren and empty shell,
But know that I, too, have survived
this lengthy marital and emotional hell.

Many mistakes were unconsciously made
and some terrible things were said,
And now this almost possible marriage is
certainly more than completely dead.

Your affirmations of love can no longer
hold any real or deep meaning for me.
I know that you have tossed your once precious
gold wedding ring into the sea.

You need more than one woman to be fulfilled,
of that I can certainly have no doubt,
But you must know that from here on out,
you'll no longer see me cry and pout.

You murdered my loving and devoted heart
when you so indifferently walked away,
Instead of standing firm to your commitment
to us and trying yet another way.

You can't be true to anyone. Oh yes,
you know that you have said it yourself,
And I can't stand it here where you put me
on this kind of, sort of married shelf.

The love between us that once had possibility
can definitely remain steadfast no more.
Only of this final and inevitable dissolution
of commitment can we absolutely be sure.


Copyright © 2002

Chris' Song

Curves of words Chris-crossing
Singular verbs with no ending.
No words to express the longing
Or tears in my unknown heart.

Secrets of my lust and
The years of my yearning,
The lies of silent burning,
The cries of wishing for Belonging,
Whispers of my secret wanting.

The Love I wished for was
Burning deep inside my soulful heart
Crossing centuries of living.

Sent from Love above
Bringing sorrow with years
Upon centuries of heartfelt words,
Yet turned to ashes long before
Our Chris-crossings were felt.


Copyright © 2002

Happenstance

Sad goodbyes of longing.
Wishing of belonging.
Yesterday was a day
Where so much was to say.
However, that day passed.
Now the words seem crass.
A thought, a feeling:
The universe was my ceiling.
Mere words can't express
How I felt undressed
By your simple glance.
Was it pure happenstance?
I wanted your embrace,
Your simple caress
To hold and love me.


Copyright © 2002 

I Still Care

Singing songs of longing,
Thinking of yesteryear.
Passion mounting strongly.
Strange craving fears.
Strumming fingers lick
The thoughts within.
Feeling today so thick.
Words cannot tell
Emotions felt so well.
As logic takes hold,
Heartstrings go cold.
You touch me deep
Where words cannot keep.
Pictures in my head
Call my soul so sweet.
Strumming softly,
Killing my soul gently
With words without end.
Moments cannot withstand
The test of time.
Without you,
I am still thine.
Sex without compassion.
Lust everlasting.
You aren't what you seem.
Hearts deeper than deep.
I am yours without end.
You'll never know who I am.
A poet, that's me, but
As a songstress, I do not stand.
Simply my heart I bare:
Without you,
I still care.


Copyright © 2002

Crossroads

Wondering which way to turn:

Fences to mend or bridges to burn?

Paths to take which lead me away,

Or ties to bind that make me stay?

At a crossroads is where I stand.

Should I run seaward or remain inland?


Copyright © 2004

My Dear

I imagine you lying
Snuggled close to me,
A satisfied smile on your face
As you sleepily gaze at me.

I love you, my dear.
You are definitely my heart.
I trust that you and I
Will never again part.

Bring yourself home
To me, my dear.
I cannot bear
To not have you near!


Copyright © 2004

Next to Me

A love once lost
Has now been found.
And it's so much better
This time around!

Our new understanding
Is so very complete.
Let me tell you, babe,
That's quite some feat!

Your sexy, raspy voice
Makes me smile with glee.
I can't wait to once again
Have you next to me!


Copyright © 2004

My Traitorous Heart

A word was said that was out of its place
I saw the look grow startled upon your face
Then it was when the deafening silence grew
That was when I had to admit I surely knew

The two of us would never, could never be
I knew I had to be brave and set you free
If I did not swallow my pride and let you go
Then my traitorous heart would truly show

I really had thought that I was so clever
If I hurt then, well, I would not hurt forever
But the dreaded moment that never was
Would eventually return to us in time because

We had pretended that it did not ever exist
We just added it to the bottom of our list
Of what we had ignored like it was not there
About the repercussions we would not care

Then one day I felt the growing distance
The intensity lessened in your persistence
Our time not together was naturally drawing near
Of that damning knowledge, we were definitely clear

The time was at hand to begin to be apart
Despite the wails of my traitorous heart


Copyright © 2005 

Pleasure

Breathe wisps of passion against my skin

Let me drink deeply of your desires within

A wealth of tenderness as you brush your lips

Across my breasts then circle my hips

Gasps of surprise and moans of pleasure

As your gentle caresses upon me I treasure


Copyright © 2005

Remembrance of You

Your hand glides over my skin
Soft and sensuous, worshipping
My tender soul housed therein
Sweetly loving, but not without sin

For the touch of your hand
Stirs within me need, a demand
To be taken as only you can
For my strongest desires, you understand

I need to be wanted and cherished
To be treated with respect unperished
I need to have a love that's not garish
So we have no reason to be embarrassed

What's between us only we can say
Regardless that others want it another way
What we have could be here to stay
No one but us can ever take it away

I look into your eyes and I can see
Compassion and trust there for me
I hope that this will always be
For you know I feel the same for thee

You bring laughter and pleasure to my life
Which before was so filled with strife
The tension could have been cut with a knife
For with stress and worry, it was truly rife

Now I'm happy, and it's all because of you
You bring me smiles which before were few
You make me see through eyes that seem new
Giving to my life a lovely remembrance of you



Copyright © 2005

Balance

Things just have a way of getting all convoluted.
No matter how careful you are
Planning and budgeting your money, time, and energy.
Something is going to come along and create chaos.

Someone once said that Nature abhors a vacuum.
I don't think so.
Nature abhors perfect serenity.
Think about it for a minute.

Your life is going smoothly.
Everything seems to be flowing seamlessly.
Then what happens?
Does it continue to go well?

Perhaps for a while.
But in the end,
Something comes along and creates chaos.
Why?

Because there has to be Balance.
Nothing is able to stand alone.
There is an opposite for everything that must follow
In order to maintain Balance.

For Balance is what it's all about.

For without Darkness,
How would we recognize Light?
Without Mistakes,
What Lessons would we learn?

Without Tragedy,
What would we know of Joy?
We must have the Bad with the Good
To be able to fully appreciate the Good.

We would otherwise have no basis for comparison,
Nor even be aware that we should appreciate what we have.
Because to us,
There would be no conceivable other possibility

Than the one before us.


Copyright © 2004

My Equal

I will not shed a tear for you

I shall harden my heart
Against such foolishness

Touch me? Never!

When a man lays his
Hand upon my breast
It will be with caresses of love

I see no indication of
That emotion within you

When I pledge my
Allegiance to one
It shall be he
Who has bestowed
Caring and trust upon me

I long for no superman
Who builds cities and riches
For me

I simply desire the man
Who is hard-working
Loyal, honest, and responsible

Not a boy-child
Impersonating a grown-up

I require the man
Who'll stand by me
And put forth
One hundred percent

I need the man
Who is my equal


Copyright © 2001

And So It Ends...

Two years.

Two years of me, you, us.

Two long, hard, trying years.

Two years of giving, desiring, loving.

Two years of fears, tears, worry.

Two years of smiles, laughs, giggles.

Two years of fussing, arguing, debating.

Two years of dreams, hopes, wishes.

Two years of wanting, needing, fighting.

Two years of hugging, kissing, playing.

Two years of pushing, pulling, demanding.

Two years of tomorrow, next year, next decade.

And so it ends...

Copyright © 2008

Am I Sorry?

Am I sorry?

About what?

I gave.

I loved.

I dreamed.

I nurtured.

I cherished.

I challenged.

I hoped.

I laughed.

I cried.

I grew.

Am I sorry?

About what?

Copyright © 2008