Whispered Visits

Silently you come upon me

Your erotic whisper visits in my mind.... so real

The tantalizing taste of you 

The soft, yet purposeful perfectly placed caresses 

Your heartbeat matching the cadence of my wildly beating desire

Running rapidly like a wild Mustang , we will not be controlled

 Gloriously, we are set more fully free

In the morning, your aura hovers sweetly in the air 
 happily hung over am I

Skin still quivers

Body still quakes...

I ache for your love......again

Our union is of spirit, we are so blessed

Visits of this kind so rare...and

ours whenever we wish

For your whisper touches me

always

in my heart, in the stillness, in my loins

in the Wind

Frigid Fears Freed

She Moon hangs

pregnant and perfect

in my memory

I miss you

Deeply deprived of your touch

yet knowing you live

inside me

you are in me

Sailing swiftly to our next union 

in my mind

has become my comfort

you comfort me

Tears of awareness fill my eyes

the missing becomes an ache

a precious ache

I ache for you

Fall's frosty air freezes my liquid lamentations

firmly to my cheeks

tracking  the ache I know

I see my sorrow

In these tears is truth

your return

will set my frigid fears free

and my cheeks will glow with the knowledge

of you

       once again

She Moon glows in unison

as she touches us

with her illuminating beam of belonging

 and

You warm me

I emerge

The dark envelopes me

I sink into the grotesque yet alluring comfort of it

I let it wash over me, extracting the toxic effects of our

Love.....Or was it something else?

In the pieces of my soul I crave the peace that I solely knew before I gave myself fully to you

You were never ready, you never fully understood the gift I placed in your hands 
trusting you could love me as I loved you

I trusted you knew love, but....it was something else

Crumpled up here in the dark,

I feel myself growing and sprouting in the moist, pungent remains

of our picked over garden

I release you and honor you for the fertilizer

your false love has been...... for I now see
it WAS something else

The broken connection we endured was not love

was not hate

was not good

was not bad

It was growth with pain and process and reaping and ......dying

From this dark place, I choose to emerge

as something else.....

I emerge as LOVE, and nothing else

SoarMates

I looked beside me
there you were
in formation with me
as we soared like birds

Together we discovered
secrets and stories
and truths
about each other

Effortlessly we lived
and laughed
and
LOVED!

We flew as one, casting one shadow on the ground
as the days flew by and our wings grew strong
together
with new found freedom

Suddenly the wind sent us into a
spin
spinning, careening out of
control
We were not in control

"don't look down" you cried to me
"look into your soul, and you will find me
there"

As I gathered my strength
I lifted myself back upon the
invisible current of air...
In this moment I wanted to hold you tightly
I searched the horizon
but you were no where to be found

Had I lost you???
WHERE are YOU???
Dull reality set in
You had passed....I was alone


Just then my weary heart said to me
"don't look down, look into your soul and you will find me
there"
And I realized
I am never alone, you are with me
as we soar like birds
you
are
my
SoarMate

We-oria Family

Reaching back

Enjoying photographs

Of times shared

and, sorrows repaired

Life reflected

in the uncorrected

red, happy eyes

And the post laugh sighs

Warm summer days

And olden ways

Family ties

Days gone by

Reaching back

I find no slack

in our connecting rope

of energy, love and hope

Family ties

no buts or whys

Just smiles and grins

and "can't wait to see you again"s

That's how the DanFam rolls

Gentle, caring souls

Who meet for yearly euphoria

in a place we know as Weoria

The Wind Through the Window

The open window whisper sings a chill to me
turning, I greet the crispness of it

"Hello,old friend! 

Welcome back, forgive me for being unaware. 

I guess I should have felt you.....

coming"

Memories than flow and I
cry freely, fully
bittersweet acknowledgment of things that
were
and never were
and simply should have not been, yet
indeed ......were

The cycles, the seasons
blow the blustery
brilliance of crisp sorrow,
joy and recollection back to us
when we least expect it.....
thankfully

For in these moments of
beautiful
un-awareness
we become so aware that we
......................cry

Aching, breaking

Hidden heart, enigmatic life giver

how can you sustain me if I know you not?

Bonded wings, weighted down, earth bound by fear

how can you lift me if I free you not?

Cage door, rusted closed by my tears of self rejection

how can I know myself if I allow not my truth?

Nourishment, sleep and rest which renew me

how can you protect me if I honor you not?

Freedom....elusive, relentlessly I chase you

how can I not  allow you...NOW?

Faithful friend who sees me

will you always hold a place for me

when my wings fail and my tears return and I am starving

 for love

Yes, you answer, if you ever need it

I will sustain you, lift you, protect you, honor you....

always