Soul Path

From the moment she spoke with him she knew there was something there-a connection that could not be denied.  There was a comfort-a warmth-a desire that was felt.  It was a line of electricity-a path that was travelled before though neither one of them knew it at the time.

Old souls-isn’t it what they call it?  No wait-soul mates; yes that was it.  How many times had she had this conversation with her friends; all of us gathered in a bar or at dinner while we spouted the beatitudes of soul mates. Nothing prepared her for what happened tonight.  She was floored!  She had never felt this instant recognition of another soul before.  To know his touch before it was even upon her skin.  To feel his heartbeat-his scent-his laughter!  She never thought-well maybe she over-thought!

It had started out slowly-a lovers dance.  Slow, sensual in every nuance.  Conversation was easy-the small gestures were natural. The feeling of trust was mutual.  It was not questioned at all.  As the evening progressed; they became lost in each other’s eyes-drowning within each other.  Before they realized what was happening-here they were.

His touch set off electricity within her.  Her reactions were swift and sure-it was what he craved-needed.  She knew his needs as sure as she knew her own; without hesitation she followed where her soul led.  She was inside him; his mind; his heart; his soul.  She closed her eyes and his touch took over her body.  His lips; tongue; his tenderness; his scent-all combined in a heady perfume. Their mutual need fueled their passions combining and entwining their souls even more. Where he led-she followed blindly; mirroring all of his moves without thought-just instinct.  The night passed into the early morning hours.  Passionate moaning hit crescendos neither had experienced in the recent past-nothing prepared them for the explosions within them.  It left them drained but happy.

She turned to watch his face as the moonlight softly lit his features.  His face strong and masculine yet there was a softness about it.  Never mind the shadow growing on his face-she wanted to touch him but feared waking him.  His dark hair tousled from the nights love-making was endearing to her. Instead she snuggled up closer to him; he turned and with a naturalness of habit; he put his arms around her and held her.

His words still whispered in her mind “The path of my soul is toward you”…

©2011 may/cb

Somewhere In Time

I closed my eyes last night exhausted from the day


Soon I entered my escape; my dream world


I wandered among the fields of gold and green


Covered with poppies, butterflies and sweet smells

In the distance was a large white house


White with a pure innocence trimmed with green


It seemed to float atop a field of green grasses


The long drive was lined with oak trees as tall as the heavens






In the distance you could hear the singing of gospel songs


A comforting sound punctuated by the sounds of the horses


The scent of magnolias and cabbage roses filled the air


The crunch of the gravel beneath my feet told me this was real






In the distance; to one side of the house there was a figure


It was a man chopping wood; sweaty from the work in the sun


There were others whitewashing the side of the house


Behind me the sound of a trotting horse alerted me






Sitting astride the his saddle he cut quite a figure


His laughter caught my attention until I realized what I wore


Then all I could do was blush which only made him laugh more


The sheerness of my nightgown did nothing to hide my figure






He jumped down from his horse and quickly placed his coat on me


His fingers lightly brushed my shoulders making me shiver


His voice was still filled with laughter as he asked me if I was ok


This made me blush furiously as now I knew I was very exposed!






He turned me around to talk to me face to face, my face turned up


The sun high in the sky blinded me for a moment, blurring my vision


With a sudden breath I opened my eyes as I realized this was not a dream


The city traffic noises floated through my window as I realized it was dawn







© 2010 4 jun/cb

Tangled Up

Oh such sweet words we speak


Charming words of romance and flirtations


Such tenderness and warmth is conveyed


Reaching out to each other






Yet with a butterfly touch so delicate


These moments are completely shattered


Ripped apart by a careless whisper


Leaving shattered remnants behind






My heart bleeds with pain and confusion


My eyes fill with tears; salty taste upon my lips


My mind as frozen as my feet on this path


I cannot seem to step forward or backwards






My feelings scream for me to do something


Yet, I cannot as I do not know the solution


For as logical as I can be; this has no logic


It is an affair of the heart not of the mind






My mind tells me I need to pay attention


On one level we create such a passion


On another level we are complete opposites


Clashing with words; comprehension at a minimal






All I can do right now; is take deep breaths


I must find the courage-the words to speak


To find a way to untangle this mess


Will it be my heart who answers or my mind?








© 2010 4 jun/cb

Pristine Pages

She opened her journal to write her daily thoughts-only today it was difficult- unusual for her. She felt scattered and a little torn inside. So many things were attacking her mind and her spirit. The pages before her - pristine and pure - screamed for her pen. Yet she could not bring herself to write. Her thoughts were in a whirl of mixed emotions and frustration. Her pen could not find the right word to be able to flow.



It has been three months of wondrous feelings and amazement since HE showed up in her life. She has not been able to stop smiling since that first night. Chewing on the tip of her pen with a smile she remembered how they met. It was really more of a re-meeting than anything else. They had actually been friends for awhile. She had counted him no more than that but something awoke inside her that night. The look in his eyes and his smile just spoke to her heart. She found herself feeling happy and she laughed as she had never laughed before! She felt as if she were waking from a dream to find that her reality was standing there next to her.


Since then they walked many paths and spoke about many things as time permitted. They walked to the shore and played at the water’s edge. They even built fires to stay warm when the weather became cold. Their favorite spot was the moss covered ancient archway; the site of their first kiss. He held her hand with such tenderness and warmth; that has never gone away. When the time was right, this happened often, that tenderness translated into such wonderful passion. She sighed deeply as she remembered those times.



Her face contorted into a frown as she thought about the last few weeks; there have been breakdowns. She was confused as sometimes what she would say would be taken out of context. Many times, she just took on the blame. Maybe it was her mind that could not grasp what he was saying. Too many times she felt bewildered-confused-hurt. She knew it was her and the way she was interpreting things. Yet despite her confusion she knew that he was special to her. Her feelings were definitely there but maybe she still needed to do something else...she was confused!!



The sea air and the sandy shore could not loosen the words locked inside her. The turmoil she had inside did not help her impotent pen. No words of anger or frustration. No words of love or romance. No words came to her pen. Her pristine pages of her journal unmarred but for a single tear splashing upon it.







© 2010 2 jun/cb

Collision Among The Stars

Nothing in their charts foresaw their destiny


Written words burned with the candles of their daily prayers


At night they whispered their words of desire in their dreams


Star crossed lovers were they chosen by destiny as yet to meet






Exposed and naked one lies under the star filled night


The other equally exposed under the broad light of day


Both gazing up into the skies wondering about their lives


As the power of the earth beneath them rumbled






The elements wound their caresses around them


Bathing them in the warm waters feeding the earth


As it gently comes down from the heavens


Then warming them both by the golden rays of the sun






Day after day; night after night; supplications went forth


Reaching ever higher to those powers above


Pleading for the companionship they both so wanted


Until one day they both were granted what they sought






No power on earth could have foreseen it


No human eye could have withstood its light


Yet souls trembled when the air was split


With the sounds of two hearts colliding







© 2010 1 jun/cb

Ghosts

My dreams are filled

With the visions of you

Times of laughter and conversation

They are filled

With all the innocent touches between us

The warmth and spontaneity

With you all became an adventure

A world filled with explorations

Times of excitement and laughter

The times of sensuality

Filled with sensitivity and tenderness

Lust filled adventures driving us both wild

This was us and more, so much more

We melded in mind, spirit and heart

You were my encouragement

When guidance was needed

Your wisdom was sought

Even though sometimes we fought

Now you have become a ghost

Not of my choosing, a whisper of the past

It is slowly killing me, I am dying

© 2010 apr 27/cb