Saturday, February 14, 2009

2/14/2009 12:15:00 AM - Maybe Alone Isn't Me

In the stillness of the night,
In the twilight hours
Meet two lovers out of sight
In dimness of candle light
'Twixt the fallen towers.

A hid chamber that is meet
For their sacred passion
Is their simplistic retreat.
Here they come on cat-like feet
In secretive fashion.

Underground in solitude
Lies their destination.
There, their love o'er time accrued
As they happiness pursued;
As they found elation.

In the bitter cold they laid,
Yet the repercussion
Of the winter chill was stayed
By the simple blankets, made
Shelter for discussion.

There in darkness, sounds of cheer
Wriggled through the covers.
A few echoes, strange, unclear,
Quieted themselves in fear
They'd expose the lovers.

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Friday, February 13, 2009

2/13/2009 10:07:00 PM - Our Dance

Our slow dance

Is an eternity

Of your shuffling feet,

And nervous eyes,

And perfection...

Your excuses

And laughs

And missteps...

I adore them all!

But most of all,

I love clasping your hand...

I love holding your hip...

I love dancing you.

And every graceful moment,

Every flutter of your white dress,

Every push of your fingers

On my neck

Is a euphoria

And a glorious symphony

Of love. I adore nothing more

Than kissing you

After another

Stellar dance.

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