If your love
were not an anchor
would I then not
just up and float away
you carry me with you
you hold me high
until I feel absolutely blessed
that I am not so much now
afraid of heights
without your caring hand and
gardener's soil
my bloom would not sprout
no daylight would my eyes see
and darkness would continuously
stalk my every even smallest doubt
but I languish in the light now
and marvel at the colors you have
laid with such touch
to my heart
you are sun light
moon stream
and star shine
the incessant whispering beauty
one quietly finds in great works of art
ah I suppose that then means
you are my 'Masterpiece'
of the heart...............
(Oct 28, 2010 102pm)
wonderfully sensual
wonderfully sensual
what else would one expect
from a wonderfully sensual poetess.............. laughs thanks Sanctus.......