THERE

he was kissing her dreams,
holding her heart
taking her lips
loving her form
from his manly smell
he envelops her
and kissed her love
as he gives her daisies, roses
and brings his soul to her,
he picks her up
and gives her a loving surprise
and loves her like there will be no tomorrow
as he lays her in his dreams.

He molds her body with his hands
as lips dance all over her
then lifts her to new heights,
giving is he,
and fast falling in love with this man.

He takes her hand
and leads her to his domain
he whispers in her ear,
I will always love you
and his loving is slow and long
holding her in his position
his lips tingle her all over
his tongue explores every inch..

Her body is tingling
wanting more and more,
as she cries his name
he whispers in her ear
as she moans
he kisses her flower
she falls into her dream state
of passion and complete love ...

Debbie Brooks 2015

The bridge with no end behind you lies the dust of fallen paths  clouding your judgment the river of ink calm as the breeze but wild as the beasts who still need to feed the light bubble of imagination flickering notions flooding the mind and then vanishing like the waves of the ocean in the afternoon as you begin to feel like a smart fool
a smart fool with no victories or defeats still swimming in thoughts you see a light with your family and friends smiling they die souls leaving their bodies there is no escape the bridge collapses your feet hang on to nothing your falling in place as people run and stop blurring around you there is no escape from the bridge that is no where