New Poem: Answers to a Heartbeat

This poem was written as an inspirational response to

https://thedarkestfairytale.wordpress.com/2016/05/29/questions-of-the-heart/

Answers to a heartbeat

My heart aches too, it beats and laments
Longing to hear you, for all to make sense
I wish to be one, our souls bound to chance
Taking the steps and making the dance

With walks in the park, I feel the eyes linger
My mind races fast with the brush of a finger
I feel you are closer as seasons fade on
And I’ll sooner regret not to sing you our song

To protect and to hold you I wish it the most
To see your heart flutter will give my heart hope
I’ll take all you cary and help you survive
All the demons that wander your mind in the night

And when we retire to magical seams
I’ll hold you so tightly and guard you in dreams
We will both share a sigh and know how we feel
That every sweet moment of ours is now real

New Poem: The Fatal Scent of Spring

The Fatal Scent of spring

 

The frost from bloody winters past still shade the meadow crimson

And the withering of petals makes the tree’s leaf with concern

It is hard to differentiate between our fallen allies

And those who seek redemption with a tulip or a fern

The stillness of the arid mist has calmed the soul of fire

A gaze upon the mountain forces minds to breath in Zen

Yet somewhere in the breeze a force awakens now with fervor

This will be the day where power breaks the Ruby Gem, again

Aromas now seduce the mind of all who call the dreamer

Serenity’s enchanted with the strings of fragile hearts

A flower should be gentle in caresses of the raindrops

And roses draw the blood of those who tear petals apart

Our sun begins to fade away as mother moon is nearing

The night brings wanderlust to nightmares knocking on the door

Patience seems to decimate the strongest wills of nature

As the Ruby Gem denies the suspect bleeding on the floor

Amusing is the death of fall, a whirlwind crying heavy

Past history makes no effect on the most important fling

A symphony of petulance is teeming at the brim now

The dreamer now won’t soon forget, the fatal Scent of Spring

New Poem:Do not fear the Moonlight

Do not fear the Moonlight
Do not fear the present stakes

They do not dictate heart’s mistake

embrace the passions naturally

lest your soul is quenched dramatically
from the depths of darkness stems desire

that leaves the mind ripe for the mire 

yet fate seems just with intervention

but ears that burn lack motivation
time is cruel to those with birthright 

as age seems lost to gems in flight

and what say we to nights of thrust

to lose ourselves in the throes of lust
Think of the splendor to yet achieve

From holding hands like the royal we

Care not of hearts now to be bled

When nightmares hide the feeble wed
And in a time when angels dream

and songs seem lost by nature’s breeze

comes from within our need for plight

Do not fear now our sweet moonlight

New poem: A Dangerous Liaison

A dangerous liaison 
Her soul can sense his danger 

Her heart can feel his charm

Her fingertips feel empty now

They crave his lust and harm 
Her ears detect his whisper 

Her neck enjoys his breath

Her aura seems to complicate

Sensations causing death 
Her eyes can see his shadow

Her hands can’t grasp his fate

Her ignorance is blissful 

While he destroys her gate
Her body seems to quiver 

Her life is lost in silk

Somehow the thought of losing him

Brings questions from her ilk 
Her time is spent in wanderlust

Her lips enticed by dreams

The ruler of her conscious mind

Is weaving all her screams
Her thirst must now be sated 

Her lyrics shall be read

As the dangerous liaison greets her 

In the morning, in his bed

New poem: Do I feel familiar ?

Do I feel familiar ?
Enjoy the fruit that shan’t be fed

Invoke the glance that can’t be said

Remember rings on fingers lie

Sheets stained with dreams inside our eyes
The grass is ripe with wet intent 

And heaven seems to lose our scent

Our fingertips caress the line

Between the simple and divine
A drink, a touch goes on at last

And such a scar heals way too fast 

It’s times like these that make men weak

When angels silence truth that speaks 
The rain collides with body heat

And soon these lips of ours complete

Somehow this taste of flesh and life

Feels all too real in present time 
Alas, my sweet come taste our lust

And feed your soul with fear and trust 

Forgive that which does harm to you 

Soon you’ll feel familiar too

New poem: Treasure of the Aisle

To preface this I only wrote half of this. My best friend helped me write the rest. 
Treasure of the Aisle
The eyes of love bestow their wisdom

As hearts engage in song and glee

The stage is set, the aisles teeming

As music starts the dance to be 
He stares intently as she enters

All eyes upon imagined dreams

She tries her way upon the path

That ends in myriad mysteries
Holy words fade in the background

As metal latches on to skin 

Our souls engage in heavens splendor 

As history forgives our sin
A thousand thoughts, prayers, hopes, and fears

Await a final silky, soft embrace

The culmination of the joys and tears

Sealed all at once, face to face
A drum roll to the breath entices

Our lust now burns our lips in time 

The mind engulfed in silky passion

Forever seems surreal as bells now chime

This treasured touch
Moist and warm with love

Lips hungrily joined with one promised vow

Life’s happiness bursting, all starts here and now

New poem: A Sunrise in November

A sunrise in November 
The sheets entice our warmth to stay

We know the world is cold outside 

And soon the moon will die again 

To give the sun it’s new birthright 
Slowly does the sky rejoice 

It’s hues of Lilac warm the heart

Too soon the cheeks begin to hue

As hands refuse to be apart 
Alas we know the frost nears quickly

And with it the delight of new

Yet somehow I prefer November 

The transition to the chambered few
We watch the sky caress it’s child 

A golden smile for souls in sync 

Our bodies quiver towards the meadow

As the canvas of the day’s draws ink 
And so begins this still November

As leafs begin to take the snow 

And soon will we engulf in embers 

And present the world with such a show 

New Poem: Words were Left Unspoken

Words were left Unspoken

 

A tragedy has struck the poet

A passion quakes the mind inside

The scar of time seems never ending

Whispers seem to stop the stride

 

A gaze inside the soul seems empty

And every night the heart must soar

Prevail now oh gentle lyrics

As music translates thoughts galore

 

The hours pass just like the river

Endless thoughts provoke caress

But careful one must be with feelings

As these are vicious to the dress

 

Oh wisdom grant me now your glory

And at your feet I’ll lay my heart

The quill entices parchment lasting

Until your quiver tears us apart

 

Today it seems the moment passes

Within a glance the world seems frost

The lips we dare to seek are restless

And all our words seem gray and lost

New Poem: Breathe

Breathe
Allow the wind to tame your chest

And Autumn to caress your eyes

Invite the chaos of the rain 

To light the soul of sacred skies 
Invoke aromas floating near 

And bathe in senses of the earth 

Delight in treasure of the doves

Their songs bring forth awaited birth
Wrap your body smoothe as silk

In leaves that lay across the sea

And drink the silence of the world

That whispers gently to be free
Catch the sunlight in your hair

As time reminds us of the bleed

The solitude we must release 

Is growing there, inside the seed
Be still my dear and hold your breath

There’s not a chance I’ll risk with thee

And all of nature seals the fate 

Of hearts bestowed in solemn trees

New Poem: Kiss of the Stone

Kiss of the Stone

Allow me to swallow the tears of your shame

To bathe in a passion which has no name

And collect on the lust that is screaming in fame

Enticing the lips of the tamest dame

Engulf in the satin that seasons desires

And take from your nightmares the faintest of fires

Caressing the sunlight will server the sires

The moon we created now cries in her mires

Tonight we delight in the waters of green

The angst of our souls will seek out the gleam

Such filth from our fingers now carve out the seam

While we bask in the glory of a desolate dream

Now take back the whisper and give me the moan

A dainty engagement brings music alone

Come now my lovely and shackle the bone

Our story will savor the kiss of the stone