Source   In a poem truths are hidden, silently waiting to be read, perhaps you don't want them revealed, but you need to see them shared. Your heart, tired and weary beats slow for yearnings of sincere

Source   Arrest me if you wish, impose a long sentence on me, entangle me in your chains, that in your embrace you seal all. Take me to your cell, to behold you is my joy, like a policeman day after day,

Source   Fall in love with the one who writes you sincere letters, where your deepest thoughts are laid bare, who understands the poem that springs from your heartbeat, who caresses them with his words

Source   My heart went on its way quite undiscerning, Content to wander without love's call, When on that day your face did start my burning, And joy's flame in my soul began its fall. I saw your smile,

Source   A soft, warm kiss ignited the flame, the friction of lips like flaming flint, sparks of passion gushed unceasingly, and their clothes burned, unable to stop. In desperation, they tore off their

Source   My business is to understand, That which I gave you, that which you gave me, what we gave each other with love, are treasures that in our souls persist, an eternal legacy of our fervour. Linked

Source   I wonder, how do I go on without you? When every step I take seems like an endless battle. Tears fall, like raindrops without ceasing, My heart breaks, in pieces I can't put together. I search

Source   I offer you the softness, in my hands, lived, the delicate touch of my fingers on your skin, a soft caress, a sweet swaying, sliding in your being, in a shared touch. Your skin, smooth and soft,

Source   Within my flesh your verse once lived, Like strong beat of steeds, my heart gave. Dark yet calm shone your essence, Adoration of my pulse where souls flowed. To many your gospel sounded so clear,

Source   I am the mist that envelops the desert branches, The light that slips through silent criticism, A flow of river that in the night stirs mystic beasts. My fortune is not in gold or jewels, It resides

Source   My soul cannot be quantified each year, Nor pinned within date's restricting lane. Some days a crone, a child without peer, As life's rich moments come, then wane. Through trials and tears my

Source   My mind raced as the minutes dragged along, Each second feeling heavier than before. What words would come when we at last speak? What changes might this meeting unlock, unlock? I replayed each

Source   Though twists and turns our road may take each day, And crossroads come we dare not plan or pay, With courage strong our steps we will renew, Undaunted by what's lost or stopped from view. For

Source   Clothes on the floor, imprecise disorder, While we fly, in dreams without warning. Among the clouds, in a starry sky, We live a dream, in which we are embraced. Gravity does not exist, we are

Source   The power you held, a gift from my hand Lay heavy as walls fell all around No barrier could my footsteps impound But the dawn it broke this spell which was bound No more the wind carried your

Source   I miss you, when the sun goes down, when the stars go out, when the silence screams your absence. My heart whispers your name with every beat, My mind is lost in memories of your smile. I miss

Source   Your eyes bared my soul with their gaze, Unleashing my passions, igniting my flame. Without even touching me, you flooded me with emotions, A torrent of feelings, unrestrained. Each word of yours,

Source   Every time I close my eyes your image is drawn in my mind, a burning fire, an intense love, that from your eyes no one can stop me from feeling. Your soul yearns for my presence, as mine does

Source   I'll fade into your subtle dampness, I will explore your darkest corners, I will usurp your intimacy with unbridled passion, plunging into your deepest and safest folds. In your world I will hide

Source   I propose an afternoon of sweet kisses, where our souls intertwine, with soft caresses shared, in an embrace that time will displace. We will be like the sea and the white sand, caressing each