i can't remember my first poem, i must have done on in the few days i had at school
after that it was about 15 year ago it is one of many soppy things i wrote though i can't remember which. i found a few and picked one
captured image
side by side as lovers want
we sat in warm embrace
with book of poems held in hand
i softly read to you
reddened skylight lit my way
to words of age forsaken
serenade of subdued sound
i brought to you i whisper
loves sweet charm and fragrant smells
of kisses met
on moonlit eves of joyous meetings
in the dark
captured moments, shared
by those who know to give
within my soul a feeling stirred
my belly knotted hard
i felt your eyes so dark and warm
reach inside my soul
your silk gloved hand took book away
stroked my face with such finesse
as fingers traced across my cheek
a moment held ecstatic thought
a frame of time
to keep
after that it was about 15 year ago it is one of many soppy things i wrote though i can't remember which. i found a few and picked one
captured image
side by side as lovers want
we sat in warm embrace
with book of poems held in hand
i softly read to you
reddened skylight lit my way
to words of age forsaken
serenade of subdued sound
i brought to you i whisper
loves sweet charm and fragrant smells
of kisses met
on moonlit eves of joyous meetings
in the dark
captured moments, shared
by those who know to give
within my soul a feeling stirred
my belly knotted hard
i felt your eyes so dark and warm
reach inside my soul
your silk gloved hand took book away
stroked my face with such finesse
as fingers traced across my cheek
a moment held ecstatic thought
a frame of time
to keep
