By: Debbie Brooks
And Dee

So golden like with rays of golden mist
As a pair of loving birds seem entwined
With visions of beauty adorning eyelashes
He is the only one I see …

With eyes lock in the flame
I transform, morph in his love
With every moment that runs by,
My face blushing hotter as he stares …

His making love to me with his eyes
As I melt into his being, I exhale a heaving sigh…
As he touches my face and travels low
With the lowest of whispers, I murmur now please …

With a rush of electric ripples running through
From head to toe, as he peers deeper in my soul,
There is gentleness as he brushes my face with his,
As his passionate kiss, flows through my release …
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*With you standing so close to me
Aromas of your presence wafting with the breeze
Is it possible for a mere human like I
To restrain, pause and wonder why

Even Gods, in your presence
Would forego their piety and prescience
Your love, I catch with the tip of my tongue
That escapes your parted lips with a deep sigh

My eyes firing a staccato of cupid’s arrows
You standing in all your bare glory
The first touch is heaven’s ecstasy
The second, a desire for symmetry

As in fantasized temple’s libations
We climb mountainous manifestations
In a dancing and pirouetting flamenco
Reaching a rhythmic crescendo…

libations is the flow of liquid...as an offering in a temple

Standing at the road of life

This world had to offer

The world to me

As I surrender to his poetic words

That was held close to my heart

No more nightmares

I beg the night

As he tied off my soul with heartstrings

At last He was there....


Singing my lonely songs

Holding my heart

So close, he stood

At last

The skies above were new....


My heart was there waiting for the dream

Yet words were so inferior

To see the one of mine

Love

Dreams

Today

Maybe we are supposed to be.....



Be mine and only mine

At last

He Is Mine

Debbie Brooks 2014

Emotions cradle, raw explosive nature
desires of unaware raptures, blood boils
from thoughts exploding in her mind, it rages
through her body,.... her extreme need to be fed...

Her hunger burns like sulfuric acid and eats away her soul
the pure tingling on her skin, that makes her whimper
within his presence, as it warms to the touch as her
hands glide oh so gently that ends at her mouth....

Burning with memory, watering and longing
with the sounds of nature untamed in her ear, holding
so much, her moans for him materialized singing her tune
like two wooden stakes being stroke for a fire, her body molten....

Her lips tremble, she sees him turn, she melts, pulse races
he stands there, her heated ecstasy  smothers, lives
and breathes, the warmth of the earth, sweats drip
on her beautiful creation, in her mind....

Her natural release ....

Debbie Brooks 2014

Good morning, he said
this beautiful day,
here is breakfast in bed
and here is where I want you to stay....

You see this is the first day
of a wonderful life for you and me
you are my angel, my bright shining star
but this day your mine, come what may...

What followed was magic and he held her heart
as he stroke her love, till the darkness bright
what followed next brought tears to her eyes
she had never known pure happiness like that before...

He meant every word, every action too
as he picked her up and made her... his
delight flashed across her face
the electricity that was felt moved their souls...

One beautiful day turned into many more
with lots of good mornings
this beautiful day, telling her over and over
here is where I want you to stay...

Debbie Brooks 2014