Sunshine

Through the window, it stealthily entered…

The warmth of its breath upon my brow…

Kissing me with a softness divine.

I opened my eyes to marvel at this beauty.

The streaming shine that caressed my face…

Like spun gold, glistening over my eyes dreamy .

Was this a reality me questioned…

Or was this heaven where I lay in all bareness.

I stared a while, my hand outstretched in earnest;

Soaking in this glow as I did in the silvery rains…

I sighed… I exhaled… and stared with wonder.

I tossed in my bed, sheets crumpled up…

I curled like a baby…cuddled by the warm glow.

The feeling of being wanted… of being loved…

Overpowering the desire for a solo existence.

In this state die I lie, drifting into a summery dream;

An untethered boat, sailing into the misty waves.

Unwavered and untouched by worldly pestilence.

Fake beauty…

Thy beauty so profound… like the roses at dawn,
To stand by your side, an angel be shamed…
All other fairness does look forlorn.
Yet, is it not evident, thy beauty so fake,
Fatal instincts that lie beneath…
Conspiring… trust seems to be at stake.
What use then of this beauty…?
That steals a man of its life…
Or leads to damnation?… humors me!
Yet I am lost in the maze of thy splendor…
Mine eyes see none, but thy damask cheeks.
Bosom swells with love for this heavenly blunder.
And though I be thrust into the flaming pyre…
From thy gracious looks, I shall not turn…
Better to burn, than be deprived of flaming desire.

Livid

Livid…yes,livid I am
to see thy sweet smile…
the blush on thy rosy cheeks
the sparkle in thy eyes…

The scent of thy perfume…
Vibrant like the morning sun dance,
Kindle the soul within…
Eliciting sparks of sweet romance

The swish of thy velvety tresses.
Send ripples of an intimate desire…
Gentle fingers kiss my cheeks…
Bringing to life the amorous fire.

Utterances from thy luscious lips,
Like holy chants, flutter the soul within…
As I migrate into an elusive trance…
Enamored by thy voice…enchanting.

Where hast thou been, me question.
As I gaze at thee with wonder…
Speechless, I search for words…
Lost in thy mazey beauty….I wander.

Ecstatic

‘twas in the arms of dawn…
Safe in a sweet embrace…
She lay in beauty profound…
Drenched in his sweet caress.

The softness of her face…
Is like the quill of a swan…
That glowed with divine radiance…
Enough to shame the autumn sun.

Her bosom heaved with passion,
Cuddled by the timorous brute…
He writhed to desire’s raging tunes…
As she played on his russet flute…

Like the dew on a rosette’s petal…
The nectar of his sweet love…
Trickled down her moist lips…
Pure ecstasy like the heaven’s above…