Gabrielrev's Poetry

Some of gabrielrev's poetry

through the years

Phoenix

Your wings have carried you
aloft through the wildhearted winds
across distant lands, as you seek
your journey`s end
even as your heart beats
in joyful exuberance of your youth.

the mystical phoenix
you are
for while others
lament the passage of time
and their spent youth
your beauty speaks of eternity
immortality.
You are a paradox
for other beings
but I have walked across
the pyre you once built;
have run my fingers
through the ashes
where you rose once more
as I see you now, my phoenix,
fly freely on feathers of fire and flames
majestic, pure and true.

Orchard Road
(for Jade)

Even as we reminisce
a day everyone has forgotten
maybe buried under
a canopy of leaves
of fallen memories

It is still your face
your smile and the warmth
albeit in passing
that you sought to give.

You saw teardops fall
from a stranger, a man
who found himself on a crossroad
and sought to find
strength in solitude.

A trainride and questions
a cafe, rain
a bar, a bottle of beer
a smile, forced out of the silence
a taxicab, solitude
as I remember
you and Orchard Road.

Jade
If memories were kept and treasured,
you, my lady, would be a denim jacket
that hugged and caressed
the contours of your body
as we took a slow train ride
that rainy November afternoon.
Your scent, feminine
clinging to its fibers
If I were that jacket,
would you have held me tight?
As I explored your body
and touched you in places
where no man ever did?
Keep you warm, yes, but also be
a part of you
If I should be that denim jacket
faded and well-worn.

Siren
Hushed thoughts cross my mind
of you and your light
yet warm touch
like a swaying flame to a moth
fragile wings carried aloft
by the wildhearted winds.
like strands of silk falling
from the heavens, blue
or a crystal dewdrop
on a leaf, green
in an early December morning.
You are elusive still
yet a temptation
a siren
inviting a thousand sailors
to drown in your deepest ocean.

Fires of Creation
like a shower of stars
the worlds whirl, borne along
by the winds of heaven
and are carried down
through eternity;
suns, earths,
satellites, comets,
shooting stars, humanities,
cradles, graves,
atoms of the infinite,
seconds of eternity,
fires of creation;
perpetually transforming
beings and things.

Gosammer Wings

last night
beauty
our love
infinity
in gosammer wings.

duas joias nuas
voce e a lua
silencio, misterio
nao ba como esquecer.

acabou o vinho
comecou amanhecer
tao longe vai a noite
gosto tanto de voce.

quando estou sozinho
longe de voce
baby fecho os olhos
e tento aasim te ver.

ai, voce surge
ai, voce e quasse possivel de tocar.
te imaginar comigo
todas estacoes da terra
te imaginar bem pero
nas planicies e nas serras.

e te ver aqui comigo
e te ver aqui tao plena
e te ver aqui sorrindo
e te ver aqui pra min.

last night
beauty
our love
infinity
in gosammer wings.

Eve

    Beneath the flashing nights and days,
    I stumble while the wind continues,
    Grounded by my mortal ways,
    Shackled by my Earthly sinews.

    The wind, the laughter of the gods,
    Who gently echos soft confessions,
    Whispers, "Look beneath facades;
    Listen to her soul`s expressions."

    A woman of grace whose wit and art
    Are strengthened by her high ideals,
    She has a soft and tender heart
Her smile, her glance, her laugh reveals.

    Her eyes, alight with Psyche`s fame,
    Flicker with the joy of living.
    Streaming through my weathered frame,
    Are rays of kindness, free and giving.

    The beating of the wings of time
    Flashes nights and days in haste.
    As subtle as it is sublime
    Inspiration ebbs its waste.

    Reflections glimmer through the grate
    And draw the forms we long to be.
    Open hearts unhinge the gate,
    And love and beauty set us free.

Song for Galatea

Too soon, the pain, the ever-present past,
These sudden changes,
hold their fires back!
And shelter me in shadows coldly cast
Across indifferent walls that dull attack.

But then in silent moments` brief reprieve,
The patient boundless sky chastises me,
A thousand laughing eyes that beg, Believe!
And seek the gift beyond the glimpse we see.

Too true, her eyes confess all beauty must;
That sweet expressions hint of grace within.
Her gentle hands extend her tender trust;
Believe! Leave fading fears and let her in.

And then in sighs and moans, serenity.

And play, unbound, with mesmerizing thirst
In shrouds of laughter, mirth and melody.
In safety, free, instinctive passions burst.

To swoon, the joy! The ever-blooming bliss
Of growing love, to hold her in my arms
And shower her in smiles and coos, a kiss
For each enchantment conjured by her charms.

Soul Kiss

...A passionate kiss that provokes a blush

when one attempts to tame the rush

of two lovers locked in the exotic bliss

of a sweet sensual soul kiss...

The moment our lips met I learned

that there is more to Love

than making love

Your kiss is as natural as a river

returning home to the sea...

Sweet & intoxicating like wine

yet agonizing, because your heart is not mine

I'm cool, I'm sexy

but I will never know love

until you make it with me

I imagine making love to you

is like swimming in an aqua sea

of erotic bliss as our bodies mix

like Tropicana as we soul kiss

I don't want your caress

unless there's emotion

behind it, you don't have to say

"I Love You" to prove you do

simply place your soul

against mine with all your heart

Take your soul and kiss,

why resist?

I can't describe this vibe,

but its vital to me,

like tears to pain

so blast "Rush Rush"

and shall we dance naked?

In the purple rain?

The closer I get to you

the more I feel at home

no more do I stand

in crowded rooms

feeling so alone

I've had many women,

but none have made me feel

the way you make me feel,

that's how I know your kiss

has soul and it is for real...

As we indulge

in this vicarious pleasure

I vow to follow the Kama Sutra

so you'll never crave

another lover

& it all starts with this

a soul & a kiss...

"A THOUSAND RAINDROPS KISS"

A thousand raindrops kiss the mountain pond,

Sweet, wet, succulent, dripping,

Merging, mingling with stillness,

Subtle whisper sounds only two discern.

By the pool lounging lazily, lovingly,

Touched by heaven's shower they are cleaned,

Washed anew by each other's presence.

Waves lap the lovers' lingering toes,

Tiny ripples radiate outward from each drop,

Each heartbeat brings inner tingly pulses.

Gazes penetrate the armor stripped, laid aside,

Worn in public but not now in greater intimacy,

A notion alien not so many lunations past.

Into their souls they peer, joyous views unfold,

But not merely a thousand pendulous water orbs,

Falling from the skies of dark azure blue,

But a million billion white diamonds wet and warm,

Salty angel tears spilled at the beautiful wonder,

Of two who wandered here and discovered bliss,

Speaking their magic as they kiss the waiting earth.

You

Your voice

like the gentle rain of summer

over looked for so long

I have missed...

my ears...

my heart...

Closed...unnoticing

until...

I stopped,

and felt the caress

of your love.

The Heart Beats On

Young and full of life

Joyful at every new experience

Friends come and friends go...

and through it all,

The heart beats on.

Enter pain and sorrow

Gain and loss...

and through it all,

The heart beats on.

Time passes...things change

Friends...realtives all die away

Nothing really changes

Life is the experience...

and through it all,

the heart beats on.

Empty of words, my heart awaits

Empty of words, my heart awaits

your touch, your silent singing embrace.

This time, intermediate, catches the muscle,

restrains the eye;

I reach to touch what is not there,

an imagined embrace,

sensing your presence already occupying

my heart's emptiness.

The remembered moment -- you withdrew

into a secret center,

to re-emerge, a misted froth, a sea-tide,

touching what had not been touched,

reaching what had not been reached;

and something in me knew,

from that first moment,

that I loved you, and would always love you.

Now I await your call, and the sound

of sweetness in your voice.

This time is a torture, a suspended joy,

a deep, deep uncertainty;

but my love for you is not uncertain

-- it is true.

Elemental

let me be

the strong voice of reason and truth

of silenced men and women`s yearning

to uphold life.

let my words be thunder

across a prairie of discord

be lightning

that cuts across the heavens

breaking through

the dark coulds that veil the land

let me be the rain

nourishing, life-giving

ushering new beginnings

let me be the earth

where our forefathers

once walked across

a foundation strong and firm

let me be the seas, the oceans

forever flowing

merging, the genesis of creation

let me be the winds

beneath wings of beings

who fear not to take

the freedom of flight

let me be light

all encompassing

the source of all knowledge,

of life

let me be the truth

that fears not to speak

but is forever

strong and pure.

Fire and Ice

i am fire, you are ice

i enclose and enrapture you

in my warmth

while you soothe and cool

my heart and my soul.

for even as my flame burns

for you in sweet longing,

you hush my rage away

with your encloaking love.

in fire and ice

our hearts melt

in sweet symphony and union

like the sun and moon

in their celestial courtship dance

encompassing time and the heavens

fire and ice

you and i

my love.

Sunset

The sun sets quietly behind the hills

Painting the sky in vibrant colors

Orange blazing up from the trees

While reds dance along the shadows.

The beauty radiates down into the valley

Where we sit, watching the sun disappear

Down into its resting place

Back behind the gently rolling hills.

Your head gently resting on my shoulder

While your dark hair splays across my chest

My arm around your shoulder

Holding you tight in the quiet sunset.

Seems like years since last we sat alone

Out in nature, watching the sunset

The stars sneaking up behind us

Orion waking from his peaceful sleep.

Heavenly globes watching over us

Together admiring the milky way

Years since we spent time together

Under the stars` watchful eyes

I SPEAK ALL SPEECH

I speak all speech

Words are my love and my passion

Each wonderfull syllable

Each glorious phoneme

Translated by my mind on this electronic window

I will weave a tapestry of words for you

On the loom of my mind

To enwrap you within

The thread shall fly thru my fingers

As they lovingly dance over the keybaord

Caressing each and every key

And wishing they were you...

My thoughts which are words

Fly out to you like lightning

From my island

To where you are

My eternal gift to you...

OH GENTLE GIRL

Oh gentle girl

I feel you in my arms

Close to me,

Your body snuggled against my own.

The scent of you,

The taste of you

Filling me with passion;

But not this alone makes me burn for you -

But something else.

Rather

It is

Your very response to me -

It is YOU

holding ME

kissing ME

caressing ME

wanting ME

That ignites the fire more.

Yet within that heat

Is a glow that is warm, not hot.

It is

A feeling of tenderness for you.

For it is your humanity

As much as your femininity

That I do love.

Oh lady love of mine,

To be in your arms

Naked and unashamed

In our tenderness

Together

Holding, holding, holding

Each other near.

Holding, holding, holding

Each other dear.

I would carress you

Banishing all pain and dispair.

Just caress your lovely softness,

Hearing you purr against me,

Hearing you say you want me.

I give my all to you.

Only one thing I ask of you

Beg of you-

Hold me close now.

VERSES TO TANGERINE

Yes i agree with others here.

You have a way with words to bring a tear

Of joy and of sorrow,

And hopes of a better tomorrow.

Happy is he who feels your embrace.

Lucky is he your lips who will taste.

Blessed is he who sees yur face

In dreams or in reality.

Twice, thrice blessed he will surely be.

To these words we all say amen

Until yur words we hear again.

Your poem touched me very deeply.

I did not weep

But felt the touch.

The words i keep

Locked deep inside of me

Made me want to do the impossible

For you...

But how can one do what is impossible?

One can only hold on to words that are shared,

Stored deep in memory,

Never to be forgotten

Never...never...

ONE DAY AT A TIME

I will love you one day at a time

And the days shall be gathered up

Into weeks and months and years

And they shall be harvested abundantly

Because you have planted seeds of love

In my heart.

And that harvest of love shall be blessed

By God Almighty.

For I shall call upon Him to bless you.

The God of Israel, He who led my fathers out of Egypt,

Shall bless you,

And make you as Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel and Leah,

And cause you to become a multitude

On the face of the earth.

He shall give you grace

And cause you to triumph over your enemies.

For the archers have hated you

And have shot their arrows at you

But He shall give you strength through my love.

And tho' you have come to me only in the afternoon of my life

I shall find happiness with you.

And the winds shall come from the four corners of heaven

To blow away the chaff from the morning of my life.

Then when the last hair of my head has turned to snow

Before I close my eyes for that last sleep

I shall say to you

The words which you yourself have taught me:

S`agapo Athena!

FOR KAY

On a lonely February eve,

You and I shared a common space

Where silently, behind other words, I found you

And I truly wished

That you were in my arms.

On the phone,

Your voice captivated me.

I thought.

How fortunate

That this magic machine

Brought you to me,

And

I wish to know you, sweet Barbara, in every way.

So i beg you,

That one day

You will allow me humbly

To embrace you

And do

All that a lover may do with his sweet beloved.

I speak these words, not in arrogance but in all humility.

Be my love...

WOLF OF YOUR DESIRE

I am the wolf of your desire.

By the full moon's light

I change,

I shift,

I transform.

I come to you,

Racing through the Selenite lit forests,

Fangs and claws fully bared

To touch your soft warm skin.

Knowing that

Your flesh shall yield

To my probings,

My mouth is filled

With passion's liquid heat.

My eyes enlarge

At the thought of your throat's soft velvet;

Glowing red orbs

To burn into you

With tumescent heat.

As you throw back your head

My arms spring out

And catch your body tight.

Pulling you hard against me,

I open my mouth

And howl

At the sweet feel of you.

I howl,

I growl

In lupine frenzy,

Raking with my claws

Your arched back;

My teeth buried in your neck,

buried in your shoulders.

You cannot resist.

You do not wish to.

Your will is mine,

To let me feed concupiscently

Upon your open body

As only the lady to a wolf

Wills to do.

You are mine completely,

Body and soul!

When I enter into you

To deposit the wolfish seed,

Your arms and legs imprison me.

Locked deeply into you,

The lover wolf becomes your familiar.

The bright moon shines down

Upon our embrace.

It will be our witness

To our passion and our loving.

I KISS THE OCEAN

I kiss the Ocean that we share,

And pray

To whatever Divinity that hears,

That the wind blow my kiss northward

Where you dwell,

Watching the wintry waves,

Thinking of me.

Soon the waves

Shall wash my kiss ashore,

And it shall come to you,

And beseech you

To receive it

Upon your sweet lips.

And I,

Here upon my island,

Shall dream of us together soon,

Warming each other,

Lovingly

On the windy coast.

CHEMISTRY

How exciting it would be

If we were to find

That perfect blending

Of the heart and soul

That many seek

But that seems to be

Ever elusive

In the world of searching.

Ah then - we would hold hands, hold hearts.

Together we would smile at blind fate's

Blind choice -

Of us -

For us.

Bonding

In that wonderful molecular mix

That we wish to be,

One to the other,

One for the other.

Our covalence - fast and sure

So that our atoms do not go

Spinning out,

Directionless,

As has been many times before.

But we two

Happy and secure

In the knowledge of our eventual coming together

Will do all that lovers may do.

We will touch each other - and smile.

A TAPESTRY

i have said to you

that oh sweet woman

you take my breath away;

your gentle love for me

has created its very own tapestry

in which we

naked lovers

hold each other close,

woven together so securely

i would weave a tapestry of words for you

on the loom of my mind

to enwrap you within,

and now i see

that you have enwrapped me

within your heart

that we can never unravel!

AMBER WORDS

Because you warm me me with your company

Because you remain close to me

Because you are patient and kind

I send you these words of fond gratitude.

Amber words on a black background...

Amber...the color of warmth...

Warm.

Like two friends holding hands,

Like two friends kissing and embracing,

Like two friends tenderly caressing one another;

So do I kiss you with these amber words,

So do I embrace you and caress you with them,

So do I beg you sweet lady

To take me into your embrace and kiss me

By receiving these my amber words.

Oh let me lie in your bosom

There within the warmth of you

Feeling your softness and your gentle kindness

I shall rest - finding peace with you.

Two friends - far from each other in space are we.

Yet close in words and sentiments.

We touch, we embrace, we kiss.

We are together in our minds, in our hearts.

Each one feeling the sweetness of the other.

As I do feel the sweetness of you

do know the goodness of you

Humbly do I thank you for letting me be

your man and you,

my lady.

IF I COULD MOVE MOUNTAINS

If I could move mountains

Then I would move heaven and earth

Just to be with you for one minute

of one hour

To love you

The way I wish to;

The way we have spoken to one another

So many nights

So many days

That I can barely

Discern the difference

Between our fantasy and our reality.

Oh Darling woman

The time has drawn near

And do you draw near to you?

Oh please!

Say that you will take me up to that mountain top

From where we will never descend...

Hold me (as you have promised)...

another place, another time 

in another place, another time 
you could have been forever mine 
if we were different people 
with the circumstances changed 
happiness, that fleeting feeling 
might have made its way 
into our hearts 

but this is neither then or now 
regardless of my wondering how 
if we were different people 
with the meaning of love changed 
contentment, not restless sleep 
might have made its play 
and won our hearts 

I was once told to stop living in the past 
that all the best things to the future last 
yet if I was to let bygones stay truly gone 
would I be even half the man I wasn't before? 

when in another place, another time 
I just might be able to speak my mind 
if I was a different person 
with the circumstances changed 
utter bliss, unspeakable peace 
might have made its way 
into our hearts

cloud song 

took a trip amongst the clouds and saw her face in wonder 
all the world cannot suffice to explain this sweet thunder 
how am I supposed to feel when so much time becomes eternal? 
even if she knew, I wouldn't do what might seem normal 

made my way into the dark, a deep, forgiving pilgrim 
knew I couldn't win the game I gave my only children 
that is the very products of my mind 
how can I explain the loss of that which is not mine? 

except by telling myself that love is friendship disjoined 
a way for those of us who can't to try and leave a mark...

Csardas

A crystal encounter breathes along your neck...
I entice you in my museum of leather.
An oracle of lickerishness... strikes my mind.
Hollow... rythmic...
enchanting....howling.
I follow the howls glowing 
a deep crimson...feathers
brush along my whispers...and I see divinity.
A copper tree top hides within 
its wooden chamber steaming....
and amber tassles thrust 
into this house of wax.
Is this Dementia... 
the night blooms into a brittle dream...
a steel grin that haunts me.
Such exquisite agony 
we indulge in with one another....
A cobalt expression inside 
your flesh 
evolves into a
hungry mouth yearning 
for an operatic blood lust....
luring your untouched lips in my direction.
Deep....tender....and rich as liqueuer. 
I embrace you...
I hear a skeleton
devour all in a waltz.
"Csardas."
Rustic vines of authenticity....
Parisian silk of smooth intensity....
Malachite wings flying through an illusion....
Lanterns of dancing visions.
You shatter indiscretely.
Our love. 
Me.
You.
Us.

Jazzy Time 

 P    e    r    c    u    s    s    i    o    n:
 We start with a rim shot
 tappin every measure there's a snare but not
 a lot
 a beat laid down makes me interested enough,
 but not 2 tough that  my control is lost,
 something about that rhythm driving, pounding, and vibrating
 puts me in the frame of mind
 that I can get you off one more time
 before we put up the
 Do Not disturb sign

 B    a    s    s:
 Drinking down this smooth Hennessey,
 I want to fill you with a low bass frequency
 you tease me with subtle delicacy's 
 from the  dark ebony waters of your sea
 If it wasn't 4 the steady hum
 I'd be done by the strings that strum,
 and your pulse that beats a hypnotic drum,
 ecologically: the earth to my sun
 ordinarily: enticing to the ho-hum 
 binarily: the zero to my one
 physically: your lips to my cum...

 S    a    x:
 your love has no equality; 
 indeed infinity has no sum. 
 Pressing my lips to yours...
 I feel you come alive beneath my finger tips
 caressing the smooth golden length that is your skin...
 I hear your melodic moans....like a prayer,
 And I know I'm pushing your buttons

 K    e    y    s:
 Its just the beginning, only the start,
 the whole situation getting 
 sparked                 electrically by
 biochemical stimulation...
                                      not to mention the slide of my tongue,
 (with whom you know has this fond amusement
 on where to go)
 to stop and  tickle everything between
 your tippy toes to your baby 
 .
 Don't ask me to deny
 that I eat at  the Y
 it's al just a part of the stimuli
 -that piano running a sweet drive by
 on every ebony and ivory key
 Open your eyes, so U can see
 the pleasure of you destiny--

 slow                    down                 my woman 

 because Mr. Trumpet 
 man wants to
 blow a few times
 in that
 dark volcano land.

Soft Like Silence

Your whisper sounds like a fish

napping in water

like the chatter of teeth on a cold winter night

like a turtle walking across the wooden floor

a single individual tap dancing along the stage

a child taking an itty bitty bite into a soft apple

birds nibbling on seeds

Like the soft bounce of a rubber ball

like a small rock hitting the ground

the sound of a happy baby and the breathing of a sleeping one

like the blast of a silent gun

a heart delicately beating up against one's ear

like a gentle kiss from a loved one

like Spanish dancers performing a simple melody

a high note played on a piano

a serene knock at the glass door

like the clap of young children enjoying a concert

like the clatter of wind chimes on a breezy day

like children laughing from a distance

like the sound I heard when you tip-toed into the room

and calmly said "I love you".

- gabrielrev