whether sunlight through my trees
or moonlight through the lush, private fields
know that your voice holds sway
in the ear of my hamstrung heart
carriage steps ramble
shaken across prairies of
feelings yet fully traversed by you and me
fosters, I feel we are
for the emotions in each other
we have yet to name
'Sweet Tempest Mine'
tip your tea cup
into the light of my every hope
surge your marvelous tide thus
my shore is yours to beautify or destroy
for in the pantheon that is this life
there are many events worth noting
one pearl offered
many pleasures derived
as sensuality slips
ever sultry
into such bath
as this sweet enviable damp
we seem to readily share..............
(April 21, 2014 357pm)