For You
Don't be afraid, my love.
Never have doubt in me.
I know time will numb the pain
Of not having you to see.

Can I have just one more kiss?
Can we make love to say "Farewell?"
I hope you understand
What's here is special.
Then again, I guess,
Only time will tell.

I wish that you were here with me.
I'd hold you close to me every night.
Something inside me has to bleed.
And my heart has already died.

I fell for you in the hardest way.
I believed every word that you said.
I can't believe that you crumbled me
Now thrown away,
Like a paper already read.

 
No one has ever touched me
In so many ways like you do.
 
 
But I think you're my soul mate, Babe.
Why is it only you I cannot resist?
After this, I'll never be the same.

 I lie here vulnerable,
Arms wide open to you.
You see this is when love is real.

Then, maybe, you'll be ready for this
And will be able to accept
All the love lying inside me for you.

For You
 

For you I would cross the ocean true
Soar the skies turning gray to blue.
The sun in my grasp, I would bring to your door
For it is you, the one I adore.

For you I would climb a mountain top
Search for the hands of time and make them stop.
Minutes, hours for us to keep
For it is you that makes my heart beat.

For you I would explore the darkness of the night
Search the universe in pursuit of light.
The stars in my hands, the bright moon beams
For it is you, the one I see in my dreams.

Love you from the depths of my soul
Cherish you more as each day grows old.
Look into your eyes, amazed at what I see -
A love that will last for all eternity.

For you I would do all this and more
You are the one I love; you are the one I adore.

JUST CAN'T STOP FREAKIN'!

An Incontrovertible Love

It comes to me as no surprise
When I stare into your brown eyes
I become hypnotized
Mesmerized by your smile
And for a while
I become this newborn child
As you control me with your undefined power
Your love is what Ive scoured
And now its mine to devour
Hour after hour
Your song plays on in my mind
Blinded by the love you shine
The time you find
For the passion to unwind
More than just love and undivided attention
Devotion in emotions and affection with no exemption
An incontrovertible love with no exceptions
The mutuality of our feelings is untoppable
Dangerous and unstoppable
A fatal attraction
A total distraction
From every noun in the world
A blinded reaction
Only words can describe a fraction
Of how I feel
And its the intensity of being involved with you
That is almost surreal
You make me whole
With the supply of your love
Your mind, your body and soul
I am yours to keep
And I'll cultivate this love that is
Oh so deep
And plant it on my chest
For my heart is where it will seep

Soft comforting moment
Caressing my body from top to bottom

The softness of your lips
The touch of your fingertips

The moment of passion
The second of action

When will I feel it
When will I see it

The emotions that lie beneath you
Moving, Sweating, Moaning

Our bodies become one
Our hearts become one

As we stare into our eyes
and hold each others hands
We take one deep long breath
and unfold with each caress

The Letter

 

 

 

 

 

The yellowed envelope
found under loose attic floorboards
beckoned me.
I picked it up,
blew away the dust,
read the name,
Harry McMasters,
first owner of this house,
now over one hundred years old.

My hands shook as I drew out the folded letter,
as I slowly opened it,
a lock of hair fell to the floor.
I piece of history about to be revealed,
typed on a single sheet, dated June 20, 1910.
"My Dearest  Harry," it began.
"I sit naked before my typewriter,
searching for words
and the keys to put them on paper."

 

I felt I had invaded this couple's privacy,
a voyeur of an event that had happend
almost a century ago.
My curiousity was aroused, I continued to read.
"I have missed you so
after our last meeting -- it was too brief.
You have taught me about my body,
allowed me to unleash my passion,
excited me beyond my wildest imagination."

"Now we are apart --
I sit here naked, no longer a virgin,
longing for your kiss.
My body cries out for your tender touch.
I would give myself to you freely,
opening myself to you once more,
if but for one night."
There was no signature,
only the words, "Sealed with a kiss,"
and the impression of the writer's lips.

I carefully refolded the paper around the lock of hair,
slid it back into the envelope,
and returned it to its dusty resting place under the floorboards.
I have often wondered if they ever met again.
I only hope that they had.