Two flowers in the desert
withering, parched, wasting away
cracked earth, not a drop of nourishment
nothing left to sustain us
but, each other
our stems reach out
seeking any drop of hope
any possibility or chance
through our own will
we bloom where we are planted
knowing there is another
you like me, and me like you
two of a likeness gives each hope
and
hope springs eternal
like a cool stream of water
saturating the seeds
we each seem to be
what the other one needs
spring up from the dry rot
we've been stuck in so long
like a bloom that is supported
by a stem good and strong
lush green leaves
stems entwined
growing together
becoming a vine
budding, then blooming
each moment
each day
no longer in the desert
no longer wasting away
Copyright �2002
The dewdrop of my kisses
softly tasting your sweet flesh
breathy wanton whispers
consume your earlobe and your neck
My soft auburn curls
fragrant and damp
nestled in the crook of your arm
cascading curls
are a playland for your fingertips
How perfect I fit in your arms
a benefactor of your pleasured charms
I nestle and nuzzle
getting as close as I can
Your hands move so slowly
memorizing each curve
fingertips teasing
each little nerve
my soft painted toes
find their way up your leg
teasing and tempting
almost making you beg
A shy little giggle
softly escapes
as we bask in the luxurious
affection we make
Your lips are now parted
a subtle smile of desire
Inside my soul is burning
consumed and on fire
my hand gently guides yours
to my lips for a taste
I look deep in your eyes
as I drink of your touch
our souls crying out
"this is too much"
I stop and I gaze
very still so you see
how much you've become
a real part of me
I refuse to contemplate
any type of end
We have each other for today
just give me one more day
and one more
and another
my friend
Copyright �2002
The feel of your palm
pressed against mine
the gentle sweet whispers
as you tell me I'm fine
the way that you wonder,
think and dream
The way that we laugh
the way that we smile
the way that we can sit
and just talk awhile
Its the moment of silence
When I simply just gaze
thankful you found me
through this lifelong maze
Its the feel of your hand
in the middle of my back
its the soft gentle touches
that my life has lacked
its me teasing your fingers
with sensual lips
Your presence behind me
your hands on my hips
Your eyes dancing over me
when you think I don't see
Its your soft sexy whispers
your compliments and praise
It me longing for you
thoughts that fill my days
Its everything you say
and all that you do
This is just my way of saying
thank you
for being
you
Copyright �2002