Springtime

A time of renewal, a reminder that life continues after a long dark winter, the colours are often hidden beneath the earth, waiting for warmth and light to bring them to the surface for all to rejoice in celebration.  A Sunday afternoon in Silvana's garden brought delight to my creator within. 

The Goddess of Spring

Sway with the breeze of romance, hidden in sunlight while we dance

Heartscape

Eden

Block the door Keep me inside Curled up Safe from outside Where he can't get in Warming my toes No one knows I hide my woes Peek through the curtains Dare if you must Dainty strides taken Slipping aside Stars twinkle bright I store their light Keeping it tight Filtering insight Just enough Nothing more As the keeper of the door Will never approve of more

Innocent Eyes

Contours gather Moments melt Tricking me into somethings I once felt Smouldering looks Fight for a place Fingers once touched Broken the wheel Shaken the seal I no longer hold the ticket To cast the reel Step aside Glance at me See the presence beside you See me Stand and deliver Hear me I plea Know who I am Don't run away. See me please Look deep in my eyes See me Who starves for life See me deep See me inside Innocent eyes

The Innocent

In your presence

I connect with a dangerous song

I want to drift with you along

The dark haze

Plunging into deep caves

Lust pushes and pushes

You become a must

To have, to hold, to behold

The golden gaze

Clears the edges of my wellformed

Precipices in the mind

Icicles grow against your chest

Recalling the words I am blessed

Yours presence stirs the internal whirlpool

of desire

I am pulled under

through drifts of snow

clouding my visions of between

You and me cannot be seen.