If only she...

If only she would come to me,

listen to my heart beat for her

touching me, touching her gently

I’m sure she would turn to me,

her eyes aside in modesty

letting me kiss her, rose red cheek

my hand had first brushed softly.

If only she would open her arms,

move to embrace me bodily

embracing her, softly with charm

I’m sure she would tenderly

reveal eyes to me, as one soul

we move together, lip to lip

my body and hers would fold.

If only she would meet half way,

in her charming embrace mould

me to her, so I may to her say

what needs to be said and hold

her in return, melded in unity

love each other, eye to eye

enter that realm that is eternity.

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as you dance before me.

In the shadow of night
you roll over me, mistily
raising an open palm
to every word of love.
I fall away bodily, hurt
questions are answered
in this dance of love
that we engage in.


I pick myself up, dusted
again I’m drawn to you,
the kindness that speaks
your hair held back, eyes
talk to me of darkness
begin again this dance,
I love you, man doesn’t
say such things to woman.


I hide amidst the faces
crowded in their silence,
seeing you there I want
to touch your soft cheek
and cook rice for you,
tacos for the children;
I step back, in solitude
your raised hand weeps.


My heart opens, rings
to the sound of names,
I echo yours, so sweet
you know longer care
I cry salt tears, words
light my smile with joy
and you spin, eyes sparkle
as you dance before me.

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