Peony
Peony, There is something about you, In the echo of your voice, When I hear it lingering, It takes me to the edge, Beyond sight, Near consciousness, Then, almost to a whisper, With unstoppable patience, Awaiting my attentions.
Monthly Archives: Jun 2015
Him
He is everything and all things to me on this earth, He carries our love with strength, With a courage that does not expire, Never exhausted from trivial things that matter not. My hope not to be a distraction, But to encourage his greatness. To be together by habit of being all; To be […]
The Foxglove Flower
Wild vibrant pink foxglove flower Why do you grow on the cliff top overlooking the Gower? Sprouting up between rocks ruins Of unforgiving crags; So uncompromising, Seeking a foothold in every minute In crack and crevice. What shadows circle over head… Could there be fairies here? Living there, Searching for death In the […]
Cingulomania
When you Know
The feel of your soft skin that look on your face, warm and smooth, and heat. Delicate satin, blushing then becoming; and flushed. The sensual texture underneath the fingertips; all is hushed except for soft breaths, listening and breathing. Pulses beating with dire urgency, feeling its surgency in the rhythm of each caress, and […]
Dim Cariad Fwyaf (No Greater Love)
Originally posted on American Girl in Wales:
They say that you can see more stars from here in Wales than from anywhere else in the world. And that there are more stars in the heavens here than all the grains of sand on this earth. When I think about all the places we’ve been like…
Beautiful
“Do I love you because you’re beautiful, or are you beautiful because I love you?” Am I making believe I see in you, a woman too perfect to be really true? Do I want you because you’re wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you? Are you the sweet invention of a lover’s […]
The Secrets of Oceans
Today, I found myself lost at the furtherest point of a long beach, How the fury of the waves made ny soul leap forth, And how suddenly the sense of my being became so full; It’s as if I were greeted by the sea. And so, I descend into it and dip my hand […]
White Peonies And Scented Stocks
See how the purple stock bends As though he is bowing at the knee To him, she’s more than a flower, For she is a peony, please. With her halo opening Where she still longs for his nectar In the place they too could love, Blowing with the wind, hoping, And making love […]
Never Ordinary
Poetry of humanity, Of desire and insanity, Well then, shall we dance? Oh, sire of my vanity. But, I should tell you I am no man; just a gentle cat, Not stretched with worry nor woe. When I’m sleeping of course. Thinking about you all the time That you’re extraordinary, Perhaps I’m not even missing […]
Life With Catnip 