It's not what it seems

It's not what it seems
but the hurt you feel is real
It's not what it seems
but you left suddenly sad and angry

It's not what it seems
but you hide and cover your heart
It's not what it seems
but you feel hurt and mistrust

It's not what it seems
but you remember how you hate this feeling
It's not what it seems
but you begin to wound and bleed in pain

It's not what it seems
but you begin to close your heart again

Oh how I wish that everything I do will keep you strong and never hurt you. I want always to make you free, free to feel, free to explore, free to learn, free to grow, free to know love. I want always to be your sanctuary, your refuge, the strong fertile earth beneath your steps.

Feel safe and confident and take me with you to all your special places. Take me to the tip of the tallest treetops and there tell me you love me as we look out as far as we can see. Take me to the foot of the oldest living trees and there pray with them for our happiness together. Oh how their love for the moon and stars has grown over thousands of years. The romance of every night sky nurtures their souls making time standstill for all eternity as they live forever.

Lie with me in a bed of wildflowers and let us look at the heavens and feel the millions of sparkling diamonds against the black vastness of space. Take me in all the colors of splendor up to other worlds and let us make glisten the stars of their heavens as we smile softly looking into deep loving eyes mirrors of peace, calm, confidence, connection and contentedness. Millions of possibilities welling up inside us will always pour forth new experiences, new thoughts, new feelings, new understandings, fresh and vibrantly alive...

It's not what it seems
I am yours forever

Lovers Hour

I am the dragonfly that lights upon the moist flower
I am the smell of the forest mist morning shower
I am the sweet raindrop wet upon your lips
I am the rough lapping of the kitten's kiss

I am the gentle breeze swirling and lifting your clothes
I am the blood red petals fallen from a rose
I am the gasp of passion's sigh and memory's scent of musk
I am the song of the whip-poor-will from somewhere in the dusk

I am the moonbeam that lights your lover's path
I am the water warm and slippery in your evening bath
I am the feeling of your skin tingling swollen and taut
I am the tension and exciting rush of thought

I am the smile you feel from your lover's gaze
I am the gasp then racing heart from what your lover's says
I am the pull of hair gathered tight in your lover's grip
I am the firm bending kiss upon your wanting lips

I am the leather you feel binding 'round your wrist
I am the quiet trust you feel with each lover's twist
I am the stretched muscles in your shoulders; arms held fast behind
I am the glistening beads of sweat now dripping down your spine

I am the dragonfly that lights upon the moist flower
I am the timelessness of your lover's hour