Bittersweet Whispers

(this is dedicated to my Bingo Family, ICQ, and the others, who believe in me!)

Just...

Just sleeping at your side pleases me more than some half remembered affairs I've had. Looking upon you as you sleep, your face relaxed, your body close almost touching mine; I could reach out touch your cheek, your eyes, or your hair. That would give me more peace of mind than long-promising kisses from lips too easily forgotten. In your waking hours you've taught me, teased me, and, in your own way, even protected me. The sunlight is your friend. It reaches down to touch you, stroking and petting you, with warm fingers. And, the moon, bathes your body in moonglow and starshine. I am your friend, I like to see you smiling happy. (Even though I have no magic or light shows to offer you.) I can be crazy for you or cry the tears that burn your eyes. I can give you a rose and a smile and talk till dawn to cheer you up. Or... I can make you some brownies that look like rock candy. I can even, be nice to your animals!

Slumber

In a dim lit room I lay awake each night listening, until I hear the sounds of your even breath.

All is quiet with sleep.

I turn carefully, carefully, so I won't disturb your slumber.

In the moonlight, I can see the you that only a few lucky people have seen- the unprotected you: and it pleases me to know that you trust me with your secret self!

Kings could not lure me from your side! Poets could lay down their lives... and still, I would remain unmoved! You, hair tangled, are far more precious!

You sleep the sleep of children... serene

When bad dreams attack your serenity... reach for me. I am there.

I will always be there!

O Man

With a loud burst of noise- he approaches, while my heart beats so hard, it will surely split my breast! This man I love! Quiet does not suit him- he roars when speaking. And, anger, his recourse is loud curses and preparation to do battle... His presence is felt from stem to stern by all! But, ohhhh the soft! The tenderness... when he worships, paying homage to Cupid at the altar of love. His work-worn hands- hard and calloused- touch the softness of my skin... almost reverently... when again we set out on our voyage to ecstacy. The touch is petal soft teasing me on and upward. And those lips... emit loud... brush tenderly on budding passion, while tongues of flame are nurtured by whispers, moans, and sighs. Soft nibbles bring love bumps to my skin as my senses sharpen and soar... ever upward. We fit together just so- heart to breast... lock and key. The stars behind my eyes burst and I melt into serenity. I am one with Mother Nature. For one second in time, I am both the giver and the vessel for that which is given. In satisfaction, I smile my secret woman's wisdom smile. A man would not understand. Then... amidst my tired love's unromantic loud snores, I bury myself... deep in comfort... and soft!

Window Pane Thought

Window pane cool on my cheek- moist and hard. I feel soft- misty. You are here, in my heart and my thoughts, though you are there. I feel you curl around my heart- tight...tighter. Your thoughts reach out to me in the darkness embracing my own. I am comforted. You are the soft music in my soul... that quiet moment and secret smile in my eyes. You are a part of today, and maybe tomorrow, that will stay with me during my forever. A thousand things will recall you to me and I will hold them close. In softness, I will smile because- right or wrong- I have no regrets.

Sadness

I would have been all right, but... "Lady" was playing and the words felt like mockery to an all too shattered heart. I can cry- So what? Tears wash down my face like rivers! God... I feel like some broken toy! "Men are deceivers ever!" Someone wrote that long ago, and no matter what day and age, it seems that some men never change... or women, for that matter! They seek to destroy like some bloodied gargoyle from science fiction movies. They tear and rend all in the name of EGO- their personal god. We- so many scalps to be collected to satisfy their sense of self! Oooooooh... for a little gentle! Soft words to soothe my soul! Sincerity, and yes, to be able to trust without fear of deceit! We are given choices. I chose a man's love because it was right for me. I want the impossible! I know that now- but i am too old to change. My wants fall- one by one- like a house of cards. And the men in my life seek to maim and destroy all that is precious to me. Sometimes, I feel like a shell- hollow and empty. The pearl- my youth- is gone like a puff of smoke. What remains seems hardly worth the effort, and of little value. Yet, I must protect it because it is what I have left... and, in this crazy world today, even tears have their price!

Love

I love to be loved by you. To know that you possess me as a whole person in complete form. To know that you kiss me for more reasons than just a kiss; because there is so much more meaning to your kiss. I love to be with you, alone or in a crowd. To know that in a room full of strangers, you have eyes only for me. That you give your love only to me, as I to you. I love you because you let me know that as a person, I am special. And... I am special... because I am loved!

Come

Come to me in my hour of darkness. Cherish me. Hold me close. I need a man's touch, a man's strength. Hold me close, tight... tighter, till I can just barely breathe. I need the illusion that nothing can break that hold... not pain or sadness, worry or weakness. Fill my need with your presence, for I am sometimes weak and not always wise. Share with me your solidity, your calm ways in emergencies, for I, too easily panic. I've spent years building mountains, eons trying to run away, centuries searching- and I've forgotten why! I've lived days just glancing at reality and decades wondering who I am, when all I ever needed was you. So... come to me now... but please... won't you hurry?

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More Of My Poetry:

My First Page
My Second Page
My Third Page
My Fourth Page
Specially For Teddy-Bear41
My Tribute To Rudy

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Bertie's Site
Lil Teddys Site
Kerry's Site
Kimber's Site
Mychelle's Site
Billy's Ferret Site
Byrds Site
Carol's Acoustic Neuroma Story
Bryan's Site
Lynn's Site
Ken's Auction Site
Nancy's Site
Jojo's Poetry Site
Poodles Sweet Treats Site
Matt Allison Memorial Fund Site
Sassyassandras Site
Darling Man's Create-a-book
Sassy's Graphics
My Favorite Bingo Buddies
BinGo Town
Cliff Island, Maine

Some Of My Favorite Romantic Places:

4 My Love
Addicted To Romance
Bansheeweb
Be Mine Greetings
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Romantic Lyrics

A very special thank you to Sassy, a very special lady!

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