Friday, December 23, 2011

Dear Friend...

There is no adhesive in this world that can fix broken trust.

I am sorry.

Elusive You

I myself understand my heart not.
What is this thing which I so desire?
Shine me the light and guide me through,
for I must search till my feet tire.

What happens when two lovers meet?
How do they know they belong together?
What if I pass my soul mate by?
Shall I live my life lonely forever?

When struck by love the heart beats quicken?
Or flushes hot and cold must I expect?
Do the heavens sing and the Gods convene
a feast and a dance to pay respect?

To this and more, answers I seek
as seasons pass and tone my will,
‘cos for you I’ll wait a thousand years
even if love eludes me still!

Sshh...For Words Fall Short

I feel so much love, I cannot describe.
New is this emotion, no words could suffice

The intensity of this feeling I feel
is so difficult to explain, so my lips I seal,
for so stunned am I, not a word must I utter
‘cos in a second this fragile dream could shatter!

So I lie still, till my heart explodes and body bursts.
Perhaps silence could do justice where speaking hurts.

Dirty and Desirable

I am dirty, unclean and desirable with you.
Your fierce passion turns me on, I come alive for you.
When you look at me, your shameless half-shut eyes melt from across the room.

With flaming cheeks I lower my lids, it just makes you want me more.
You don’t take me but you don’t let me go.
For darkness we wait, for in darkness you hold me tight with our bodies low.

We close our eyes lest we break this obscene dream so real.
I can’t see you, you turn your face away, I am only allowed to feel.
I hear your heart beat fast against my own, my very soul you steal.

I’ve never felt this shameless but never been this alive before.
No one must know about you, a drug I secretly score.
For in your arms I find ecstasy, though I know I am done for.

My body is so tangled up with yours, it’s a pleasure each time you move.
Your hands are strong and powerful, my aching body is but a puppet to serve.
Your ragged breath drives me crazy as you explore each curve.

I feel so dirty, shameless and desirable, a scarlet red wine.
I can’t not have you, though I don’t belong to you and you aren’t mine.
You may call it a sin but I can swear it’s a pleasure divine.

Your eyes say yes, though your mouth says no.
So we turn off the lights to pretend it’s alright, that we can let go.
But you and I, we both know

That it isn’t.