FOR A SOULMATE

Looking deeply into

Your soulmates eyes

Is like gazing in a mirror

The love you see

Is the love you get

Because what you feel

Is reflected back to you

So what you give

Is what you will receive

CHURCH BELLS PEEL OUT

 

Church bells peel out

Loud and proud

A blissful summer call

To the celebratory crowd

As bride and groom emerge

Into a confetti cloud

After standing at the altar

And solemnly avowed

I SPIED HER AT THE FESTIVAL

 

I spied her at the local festival

Dancing geekily with friends

But I detected no “special friend”

So I drifted slowly in her direction

She was a year or two older than I

I was still a teen, only just a teen

But a teenager still nonetheless

So our footsteps danced together

Toe to toe only seeing each other

Our bodies whispered wanton desire

So we took a walk to quench the fire

It was a geeky girl that I first saw

Dancing in the festival sunlight

But it was a women I walked home

That night in the moonlight

FATIGUE ENGULFS HER IN A PRELUDE SLEEP

 

Fatigue engulfs her in a prelude to sleep

She resists but finally must accept defeat

The moment she surrenders she finds

The familiar dreams invading her mind

Hands gently caress her every curve

Arousing sensation tingles every nerve

Every sinuous fibre of her sensuous being

Is aroused by the images she is seeing           

As the erotic pleasure mounts she succumbs

And in the solitude of her bed she comes

LOOSENING THE MOORINGS

 

Loosening the moorings

Our souls took flight

As we drifted on the streams

In a dream of moonlight

SHE HAD A GAUNT HAUNTED FACE STARK IN ITS PALENESS

 

She had a gaunt haunted face, stark in its paleness

Her mouth was thin and the lips were colourless

The countenance was sad, her dark eyes hollow

And the frail being trembled in keenly felt sorrow

The reason for her broken world weary carriage

Was being locked in a cold loveless marriage

And the limits of her entrapment were narrow

Which she keenly felt deep in bone and marrow

She was a pitiful sight with eyes cast down

Skinny, bent and stooped and shoulders round

She was a poor creature, broken in mind and soul

But I was captivated and pledged to make her whole

So with a matter of weeks I broke the binding tether

And we made our escape, forever bound together

IT WAS A CLUMSY COMING TOGETHER

It was a clumsy coming together,

Not a very auspicious start

But no harm done, except to dignity,

As they prized themselves apart

And when they first looked

At their dishevelled counterpart

They liked what they saw

And had left a smile on the others heart