There's a place faraway we go to, only in our dreams. It's warm and its wonderful and full of life and never to be shared. Its the sum of all our desires, our refuge from the problems of life. Its a place of brilliant color, warm with the glow of contentment, filled with clouds of mystery, sizes and shapes to be discovered in awe and amazement as we lay in loving embrace on the warm, soft ground.
As I awake each morning from wonderful slumber, I look across the pillow at your exquisite face and I can't wait to start this day's adventure with you by my side. I desperately want to kiss you awake but want you to enjoy your last twenty winks. I never want to miss a chance to tell you I love you. We live in today but are never promised tomorrow. If my last words are that I love you then I will have summarized my life in full.
For there's a place faraway that we go to, that's never to be shared
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Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
It may be interesting
It may be interesting only to me but when we work together, without a sound between us, I have an overwhelming feeling that "all is right" in the world.
It may be interesting only to me that as you continue your journey of self awareness, you have found your voice and I want to listen.
It may be interesting only to me that as I watch our children experiment with life, that you have prepared them so well to cope with the challenges before them.
It may be interesting only to me that there is a sense of deep security as we both put each others happiness first in all decisions.
It may be interesting only to me that through our childrens mistakes and some have been foolish, the value system, our value system which we imparted to them, has "righted" their boat when they needed it the most.
It may be interesting only to me that when we are apart I linger in your chair a little longer, sleep on your pillow instead of my own, clean up my mess even though no one is watching because you would, pick flowers from your garden just because you really like them and put them on your bureau where you would have, send you cards to let you know I really miss you
and wish the clock to move faster every night so I can call and hear your voice.
It may be interesting only to me that I have figured out what makes you the happiest and I want to work hard to make it the major part of our life. Life with you is so very interesting. You work hard to bring joy into my day, every day. And for this and so many other reasons, I simply love you, now, tomorrow and if God will allow , forever and ever.
It may be interesting only to me that as you continue your journey of self awareness, you have found your voice and I want to listen.
It may be interesting only to me that as I watch our children experiment with life, that you have prepared them so well to cope with the challenges before them.
It may be interesting only to me that there is a sense of deep security as we both put each others happiness first in all decisions.
It may be interesting only to me that through our childrens mistakes and some have been foolish, the value system, our value system which we imparted to them, has "righted" their boat when they needed it the most.
It may be interesting only to me that when we are apart I linger in your chair a little longer, sleep on your pillow instead of my own, clean up my mess even though no one is watching because you would, pick flowers from your garden just because you really like them and put them on your bureau where you would have, send you cards to let you know I really miss you
and wish the clock to move faster every night so I can call and hear your voice.
It may be interesting only to me that I have figured out what makes you the happiest and I want to work hard to make it the major part of our life. Life with you is so very interesting. You work hard to bring joy into my day, every day. And for this and so many other reasons, I simply love you, now, tomorrow and if God will allow , forever and ever.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
You understand me
You understand me, you really understand me.
You listen, not just to the words but the tone, inflection, the warmth or pain in what I say and don't say.
You understand when I really want to be left alone and when I really mean "please hold me tight for a few minutes". You understand communication is more than words. It's gently holding my hand when we walk quietly together. It's sharing from the heart not just the head.
You understand when I need your support and when I must walk alone. I know you will be there when I return. You understand that trust works both ways and in many ways. I have shared with you, my most trusted secrets, as you with me.
You understand, when I close my eyes, I feel the envelope of your love. I regale in it's security. You understand that I value your opinion above all others. I am proud to be seen with you and many times feel lost when I am not with you.
There are times when I see others look at you and I wonder why you stay with me and then I realize that you truly want to be with me. I understand and I sense that you understand what a wonderful "thing" we have created together.
For this and so many others "blessings" you have brought into my life I thank you. But most of all, you have taken the time to truly understand me. For that, I plan to spend the rest of our lives loving you.
You listen, not just to the words but the tone, inflection, the warmth or pain in what I say and don't say.
You understand when I really want to be left alone and when I really mean "please hold me tight for a few minutes". You understand communication is more than words. It's gently holding my hand when we walk quietly together. It's sharing from the heart not just the head.
You understand when I need your support and when I must walk alone. I know you will be there when I return. You understand that trust works both ways and in many ways. I have shared with you, my most trusted secrets, as you with me.
You understand, when I close my eyes, I feel the envelope of your love. I regale in it's security. You understand that I value your opinion above all others. I am proud to be seen with you and many times feel lost when I am not with you.
There are times when I see others look at you and I wonder why you stay with me and then I realize that you truly want to be with me. I understand and I sense that you understand what a wonderful "thing" we have created together.
For this and so many others "blessings" you have brought into my life I thank you. But most of all, you have taken the time to truly understand me. For that, I plan to spend the rest of our lives loving you.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Because I'm black
I stand before you, prominently with MD after my name; because I'm black, you hesitate.
I walk in the street with a ball under my arm and sneakers; because I'm black, you think I'm an athlete.
It's late at night, your car is broken as I approach; because I'm black, you are afraid.
I'm on a bus and give up my seat; because I'm black, you think I had to.
I'm loud and happy; because I'm black, you think I'm high.
I sit in the park and your children aproach me; because I'm black, you call them back.
In many, many parts of the world, I'm seen as normal; because I'm black, I am accepted.
I walk in the street with a ball under my arm and sneakers; because I'm black, you think I'm an athlete.
It's late at night, your car is broken as I approach; because I'm black, you are afraid.
I'm on a bus and give up my seat; because I'm black, you think I had to.
I'm loud and happy; because I'm black, you think I'm high.
I sit in the park and your children aproach me; because I'm black, you call them back.
In many, many parts of the world, I'm seen as normal; because I'm black, I am accepted.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Mission accomplished
In the beginning there was silence. Almost in servility, small puffs of dust rose haphazardly into the still air just ahead of where I'm lying. Do not move a muscle-nor twitch-nor sweat from the exhausting heat.
Looks like thirty possibly forty - appear to be searching - looking - making no effort for silence or surprise. They seem to know that they have superiority. They have moved to both sides of the tree line. They have a purpose about them.
The mission target is among the group. He has formed with the left flank as they search the underbrush. Will have one shot. All I need. Carefully, slowly, move my left arm into position. Throat shot. About 300 yards and closing slowly, methodically, looking, searching.
Hold your breath, let it gather itself, eye to sight, let the air ever so slowly ease out as the target is acquired, firmly pull the trigger. Move quickly away. The report thunders loudly across the clearing and down towards the river. Confusion - my best friend. Move quicker as they look for where it came from. Stay off the path. Take advantage of the spooked animals. Random fire, they do not know yet. Almost to the river edge. Slip into the water and move with the river bank. Need to move 15 klicks to first rendezvous point. Must move quicker without giving my position away. They are searching angrily, firing at ghosts and goblins. Must have hit target.
"Charlie One" will wait 15 minutes on station before abandoning to next co-ordinates. Must chance moving out into the channel to pick up speed. Eyes only above the water. Take short breathes. Current moving faster. Three short bursts. Pretty close - not sure that they have found me or just firing wildly. Keep moving. Something has my leg. Can't see it. Slip my knife from the sheath and move carefully under the surface. Caught in an underwater tree limb. Lungs hurt - slice pant leg. Freed but must be careful as the surface is just above. Lungs burning, must have air. Feel light-headed. Stop just below the surface. See light, gently break the surface and rejoin the current. Carefully look at both shores. See no one. Hear no boat.
Round the bend the river broadens. Need to move back in close to the bank. Too exposed. Time to examine my leg. Nasty cut - need to move out of the water. River grass ahead - slip silently into it and crawl carefully farther into the grass. Be aware of snakes.
Clean wound - apply quick dressing and lace river grass over the bandage to avoid bleeding when moving. Leave no trails. Mission complete.
Looks like thirty possibly forty - appear to be searching - looking - making no effort for silence or surprise. They seem to know that they have superiority. They have moved to both sides of the tree line. They have a purpose about them.
The mission target is among the group. He has formed with the left flank as they search the underbrush. Will have one shot. All I need. Carefully, slowly, move my left arm into position. Throat shot. About 300 yards and closing slowly, methodically, looking, searching.
Hold your breath, let it gather itself, eye to sight, let the air ever so slowly ease out as the target is acquired, firmly pull the trigger. Move quickly away. The report thunders loudly across the clearing and down towards the river. Confusion - my best friend. Move quicker as they look for where it came from. Stay off the path. Take advantage of the spooked animals. Random fire, they do not know yet. Almost to the river edge. Slip into the water and move with the river bank. Need to move 15 klicks to first rendezvous point. Must move quicker without giving my position away. They are searching angrily, firing at ghosts and goblins. Must have hit target.
"Charlie One" will wait 15 minutes on station before abandoning to next co-ordinates. Must chance moving out into the channel to pick up speed. Eyes only above the water. Take short breathes. Current moving faster. Three short bursts. Pretty close - not sure that they have found me or just firing wildly. Keep moving. Something has my leg. Can't see it. Slip my knife from the sheath and move carefully under the surface. Caught in an underwater tree limb. Lungs hurt - slice pant leg. Freed but must be careful as the surface is just above. Lungs burning, must have air. Feel light-headed. Stop just below the surface. See light, gently break the surface and rejoin the current. Carefully look at both shores. See no one. Hear no boat.
Round the bend the river broadens. Need to move back in close to the bank. Too exposed. Time to examine my leg. Nasty cut - need to move out of the water. River grass ahead - slip silently into it and crawl carefully farther into the grass. Be aware of snakes.
Clean wound - apply quick dressing and lace river grass over the bandage to avoid bleeding when moving. Leave no trails. Mission complete.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
When I make love to you
When I make love to you, my heart races to catch my breath. I feel your fingers softly drawing circles upon my face. I hear your sigh gently in my ear. I sense you move from caressing to urgent to ecstasy.
You are both sensuous and sexual. Our love making begins early in the day. It is not lust in the sense of the immediacy of the moment but rather a day long romance woven with words and touching, laughing and singing, brushing by each other lightly but with promising intent, dancing to our favorite song, making dinner together, a glass of wine, soft lights, bubble baths and candles, soothing music, fresh linens, gentle touching, knowing exactally where your most sensitive spots are and taking time moving from one to the other. Eventually, urgent lust overwhelms all rationale thinking and a crescendo of joyous bliss enters every part of our bodies.
We fall gently into slumber, in each other's arms. Our dreams will be as one, our morning will be together as we begin life's wonderful dance again.
You are both sensuous and sexual. Our love making begins early in the day. It is not lust in the sense of the immediacy of the moment but rather a day long romance woven with words and touching, laughing and singing, brushing by each other lightly but with promising intent, dancing to our favorite song, making dinner together, a glass of wine, soft lights, bubble baths and candles, soothing music, fresh linens, gentle touching, knowing exactally where your most sensitive spots are and taking time moving from one to the other. Eventually, urgent lust overwhelms all rationale thinking and a crescendo of joyous bliss enters every part of our bodies.
We fall gently into slumber, in each other's arms. Our dreams will be as one, our morning will be together as we begin life's wonderful dance again.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Senses
If the eyes are the mirror of the soul--
Why can't I see you?
Are my eyes so blind that I cannot accept what I see?
The beauty of my love for you needs not sight to bask in the warmth of the joy in my heart.
I need all of my senses to savor your presence in my life.
I close my eyes and hear the soft syllables that overwhelm my sense of feeling.
As you say my name, my heart rises up in anticipation of what is to follow.
Your touch, gentle yet strong, evokes memories of long walks together,
of sunrise on the beach and loving caresses under moonlight. It was never behind me but along side of me and many times slightly ahead, laughing, smiling, urging me to hurry forward.
With my eyes closed, I feel your presence from the exhilarating fragrance of my favorite perfume. You wear it because you understand how crazy it makes me. You wear it because you love me and I, in turn, so greatly love you. You smell fresh after a shower yet earthy in the morning when we cuddle. Many days it is hard to leave your bed.
You are an awesome woman and I am extraordinarily lucky to be a part of your life. You bring out the very best in me, now and what still lies ahead.
Why can't I see you?
Are my eyes so blind that I cannot accept what I see?
The beauty of my love for you needs not sight to bask in the warmth of the joy in my heart.
I need all of my senses to savor your presence in my life.
I close my eyes and hear the soft syllables that overwhelm my sense of feeling.
As you say my name, my heart rises up in anticipation of what is to follow.
Your touch, gentle yet strong, evokes memories of long walks together,
of sunrise on the beach and loving caresses under moonlight. It was never behind me but along side of me and many times slightly ahead, laughing, smiling, urging me to hurry forward.
With my eyes closed, I feel your presence from the exhilarating fragrance of my favorite perfume. You wear it because you understand how crazy it makes me. You wear it because you love me and I, in turn, so greatly love you. You smell fresh after a shower yet earthy in the morning when we cuddle. Many days it is hard to leave your bed.
You are an awesome woman and I am extraordinarily lucky to be a part of your life. You bring out the very best in me, now and what still lies ahead.
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