Showing posts with label love poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, December 22, 2012

The greatest Power

Once burned, twice shy.
But you've been burned so many times.
And it's sad that the wonder in your eyes
has taken leave tonight.
But I know what you're going through.
In fact, I walk this path with you.
And we shall yet be surprised
at the mountains of fear that love can move

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Daily, Divine Encounters

Those who are living without 
the beauties of romance
can still encounter love 
(and therefore life)
through generosity, 
honesty 
and kindness.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Like This River

There is a woman by the river
with brown, exotic eyes
and hair to her waist.
Barely 5 feet tall,
yet her body defines
feminine shape.
Like this river,
it has unexpected turns
of exquisite grace.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Beautiful Woman


I'm falling in love with
all of you.
I'm overwhelmed by 
the look,
the touch
of your angel skin.
I am one who is addicted
to control.
But you shatter those addictions
with ease.

Tropical Place

Your eyes are beautiful
like the stars in the sky
that are shining brightly
as you lay by my side.
And your skin is soft
like the sound of these waves
that wake us in the morning
in this tropical place.

Monday, May 2, 2011

The City Hub

Hobbling and limping,
poor eyesight,
an aging man found his way home
through familiar, empty walkways.
The pain it came
when, drawn in by the energy,
he would explore distant,
crowded neighborhoods.
Cold and tired,
his knees would ache,
as hurried drivers honked
at his unsteady gait.
Yet he would endure the pain
of walking to this distant city hub,
motivated solely by a
lingering hope of
encountering love.
 On one of these days,
the sun shown with unusual brightness,
and music brought life to families
enjoying ice cream in the city square.
Smiling, he let the beauty soak in
when he noticed a woman,
sitting on a bench by herself.
This was two years ago,
and now they are happily married.
 Perhaps today,
you will see them holding hands,
sitting in the city hub,
enjoying the pleasant surprises
of unexpected love.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Last May

When I dream I dream of you
And the time we spent last May
Sadly, dreaming is all I can do
When I dream I dream of you
Endless hills we passed through
Nature was an inviting bouquet
When I dream I dream of you
And the time we spent last May