Cold and Dark
You Stand Waiting,
Lines Perfected, Curves Defined,
Like Silhouette on Shimmering Water,
A Play of Shadow and Light.
Bright and Night
You Lay Open, Expansive,
Key to my Heart, Heart of my Soul,
Silent before your lovers Touch,
Synesthesia Sweetly Implied.
Rich and Bold
You Sing in Majestic Eloquence,
Opening to my Fleeting Fancy
Every Imagination Illusion Yields,
Magic Playing from Magic Bending.
Table of Grace
Banquet for my Listening ear,
Luscious Feast to my Unencumbered Heart,
Where offerings Filled with Grace and Grandeur
Cascade in ribbons of Tireless Sound.
Alter to my Weary mind,
Share with me one Precious Hour
The Mystery of your Recompense
While I, in Rapturous Delight,
Do Close the Window to my Soul
And Open my Heart.
Beautiful Photograph found at Wikimedia.commons
Speak from the place where Love Resounds
Without a whisper or single sound;
as the Universe is Singing,
Bleak in the Midnight’s Subtle river,
Indigo Shadows and moonlight slivers;
Ah the Sweetest sound of your Love!
And Everything it Blithely consists of!
Talk to me without words or phrases
As the Candlelight, Your body praises;
In the maelstrom of Desire’s syncope ,
Me Whispering You,
You Whispering Me;
Delight passing through Velvet Hours
This Sweetest Love Blossoming as Blushing Flowers.
Beautiful Original Music by DeadMau5
It is a Space of Time which Holds no Fainting,
That Lives and Breathes in Me, Just Waiting,
Yearning that Delves into the Heart of me,
Like a Blade, Debating Indecisively,
The Right or Wrong of Holding On,
Of Needing You, Of this Zeal so Strong,
Kissing the Sky with Tears of Longing,
While all the while, I dream of Belonging,
To You and You Alone!
O Brightest Light that E’er was Shone
Two Souls Aflame within just One,
To this poor Heart, most Timid, most Frail,
Listen not as my Memory Wails,
Yet Stand beside me in the final Hour,
A Blushing, Blossoming Delicate flower
Whose Colours Sing of Youth and Favour,
Of all the Dreams I Long to Savour
With You and You Alone!
These tears that steer me to new misery,
Breaking from Despair To Grasp and Seek Your Mystery,
While this Loving Fire Burns Deep Within
And my Imagination Tempts the Raucous Din
Of Passion, Desire, and Fair Lunacy
To Love You Utterly and So Completely,
As others Pass to the left and right,
They make poor Art for my Focused Sight,
Longing for You and You Alone!
Beautiful Original Artwork by: fallandark at deviantart.com
Seduce me with
Your Honeyed Eloquence,
Breathless, Blushing Tones
Until my Heart Trembles,
My Strength Fails,
And Yearning Devours.
In response to The Daily Post’s prompt for today: Tremble
Beautiful Image found at: zastavki.com
Soft the Light Glows in Yonder Window,
Filling and Calling to the Heart in me,
Fair the Dream Abiding within,
Always Kept so far from me.
Dreams are Golden Flagrant Flowers,
Shifting in the Dappled Night,
Yet when the Waiting turns Days from Hours,
Sweetest Patience bears a stinging Bite.
Hope Springs full in Gilded Glory,
Spanning Dreams and Reality,
Speaking in Dark Shades of Stillness,
Building Bridges of Synchronicity.
Rapid Falls this Pulse, Drumming,
Pounding Through my Heart and Mind,
Like a Brazen Musician, Gently strumming,
Playing Beat and Rhythm in Perfect Time.
Standing then on nothing less,
But Strongest Passion and wretched Guile,
Come I to your Window, Breathless,
With Bated words and Jaded Smile.
Harps of Angels Sing Thee Sweetness,
Strings of Melancholic woe Caress,
All the Hours I’ve Dreamed and Waited,
Coming now to a Moment like This.
Calling to your Heart from Darkness,
Staking claim to Love Untold,
Walking Bold upon the Shackles
Of Artless Love, Before it’s cold.
One Look from Thee and all Shall Be
Sweet and Harmonious Lethargy,
To Pause one Moment in your Shade,
To Speak one Golden hour with Thee.
Yet Speaking has Fair limits, bending
Mortal Thought to mortal Pleasure,
And when those words first spoken Softly,
Sour in the length of single measure
Then Action Prompts where Heartbeats pause,
And Brazen Impatience Scales the wall,
Climbing from this pit of sorrow
To Heaven’s Gate, where Petals Fall.
Dance, then in this Sumptuous Light,
Where moonbeams Kiss and candles Glow,
Ride with me on Passions Tide,
Braving the danger in Tempestuous flow.
Yet when the Daytide chides the night,
And Brightens those far eastern hills,
Let not Thy Words be masked in sorrow,
Let not Reality dull this Thrill.
For Love is fleeting and capricious can be,
Daylight mocks what Moonbeams Sing,
Yet for this Heart, no other Delights,
For this Love, none else can Bring
The Sweetest Succor of Thy Kiss,
Or the Flagrant Flames of Quick Desire,
Though Years shall melt like Newest Snow,
Eternity Shall Ne’re dull this Fire.
Beautiful photograph of Balcony found at :fandango.com
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Elena Dudina
O Heart that Sings so Sweetly to Mine,
Ever Calling to Me,
Ever Longing to Find,
All You Are that Breathes Life to Me,
All I Desire in Your Liberty,
How Love Consumes my Willingness,
How Tedium Taunts This Loneliness,
Yet Standing Upon Your Distant Shore,
Radiant and Inspiring, More and More,
Each Breath You Sigh,
Each Step You Dance,
Pierces this Heart with Yearning’s Lance,
As I Gasp for Breath,
For All that You Are,
All of my All,
So Very Far.
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Elena Dudina
All my Love,
All this Sweet Adoration,
All this Long contained Desire,
All that my Heart Yearns to Give,
All my lips would Say,
All my Passion waits to Share,
All my Spirit holds under lock and key
In Preparation for that Perfect Day,
Unspoken and Unheard,
Surrounded by the endless tomes of other stories,
Silenced by Time’s Slowly Turning Hand.
Beautiful Original Artwork by: moonchild-ljilja at Deviantart.com
In Reverence I Bow before Thy Masqued Façade,
The Spirit Soaring to Heights Untold,
In Breathlessness my Heart Applauds,
Love Once Mine, Now Days of Old.
In Humble Patience I Long for Thee,
In Turmoil mocking this Quiet Pause,
In Silent, Sparkling Agony,
That Lifts the Soul; That Gives Hope Cause.
Thou who Hast Been Mine, Long Past,
Be Mine Again; O Come to Me!
Let not Desire be Fruitlessly Cast
Upon the Writhing, Twisting Sea!
Oh Love Afar that Beckons my Heart,
With Thee I Dwell, Where E’re Thou Art.
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Lost Rose at Deviantart.com
In the Lush Shadows
As Twilight Falls
Caress the Cerulean Nighttide
When You Draw Near
Like the Kiss of the Moon
As Velvet Midnight
Falling like a swoon
In the Shadows
Beautiful Photograph found on wallpaperswide.com. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You~
Whisper, Dearest, in the Sparkling Night,
Like Satin Song, Entice my Heart,
In Softest Tone Make this Dimness Bright
Where Shadows, Glimmering, Stand Apart.
Whisper, Love, In Starlight Glowing,
A Song of Enchantment to my Soul,
Like Breath of Heaven, Sweetly Flowing,
Making this Deep Ocean Shoal.
Whisper, Beloved, a Sanctified Treasure,
Where Touching Hearts Sing in Brazen Tone,
Lullaby of Blessed Measure,
Sing and Claim me for Your Own.
Whisper, O my Sweetest One,
Until Life is O’er and Eternity Done.
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Gary Benfield
Shall I Sing Praises of You,
Oh Love who makes my Heart Weep in Longing?
Shall I Confess my Desire for You,
Oh Love who Fills my Every thought with Yearning?
Shall I Describe Your Perfection,
So Bounteous in Exquisite detail?
Or Shall I Gaze into Your eyes with every Measure of this Mighty Love
Conveyed without a single word,
Yet Speaking more volumes than any library could ever Hold?
Beautiful Photograph is of Trinity College Library, Dublin, Ireland
Shape Unto Thy Resort My Truest Love,
That Fitting, It Should Fit Like Silken Glove,
With Affection in my Heart that Knows this Joy,
As the Sun does Bless, His Charms Blessing Employ;
Yet, no Toy is He, who Gives my Life Full Measure,
And Giving, Gives, to Supply such Ample Pleasure
Unto this Heart which, Beating, Beats for Thee;
While Love is Distant, Love Must Patient Be,
Until such Time as Heaven Knows Fair Hour,
This Love, in Blooming, Shall Bloom Sweet, and Flower.
Beautiful Original Artwork By: Barbara Florczyk
You are You
Yet You are not You;
Only the you they All know as you
As Long as You are the you they Desire;
Do You long to be You,
The You they will never know
As long as You are forced to be the you they Desire,
and not the You not living
Must You be the you they Desire
And not the You that sets my Heart
Amazing Original Photography Found on borzui.tumblr.com All Credit Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.