Mornings

This morning I woke

I watched your face

Your eyes moved

I wondered what it was you were dreaming...


MSM©APR 2013

Sounds

Day slowly closes and night begins

The sounds of desire begin

Slowly strong arms encircle my body

Hands with clever fingers finding my rhythm

Soft lips feeding upon my naked throat

Awakening visceral responses throughout my body

Soft breaths soon become ragged

As animal instincts take over

No longer is it a romantic interlude

The darkening of the skin and eyes tell another story

Fingers now digging into skin

Moans turn into growls

Lips bitten drawing blood

The sound of blood thundering in my ears

Bodies are now melting into one another

A feeding frenzy of lust

Culminating with throaty voices

As sweat covered bodies lay upon one another

Soon the breathing levels out

The sounds of desire begin anew…

©MSM APR 2013

Death

My love dies only when the sun

Rises in the west and sets in the east

When the mountains grow into the depths of the earth

As the seas disappear from the earth to float above us

Only then will my earthly love die

But then my heavenly love begins...

©MSM MAR 2013

Truth

This is the world we live in....

Sifting through all the black, white and grey

What is real and what is not?

We have eyes which deceive us

The mind we have yet to conquer

Questions everything or at least; we think so

We blame the media of the world

Shouting 'CONSPIRACY!!"

Yet we fail to look in the mirror

The hunger for truth-justice

A nurturing life

Remains out of reach

In truth; we are starved

In truth; we blind ourselves

In truth-is there a truth???

©MSM MAR 2013

Magical Moments

It is early morning

Softly we wake

With murmured endearments

It is the favorite part of our day

Those moments layered

Between the hours of night and dawn

Magical moments which fill our bodies

Whispers of touches upon our skin

Remain etched forever in our memories

Your arms encircle my body as I nestle closer

You shelter me within your embrace

A blanket of love

Inter-woven with each soft breath

Are the touches of fingertips tracing

Patterns of fire upon each other’s skin

Between the hours of night and dawn

In whispered magical moments

Are the dreams that become our reality

MSM ©DEC 30, 2012

Shadows

Darkness approaches
My eyes see the flickering
of shadows
Or is it my imagination taking flight?

The nights have filled
with dark thoughts
Restless movements-uneasy sleep
My body in angst-needing release

It is now that I realize
Those shadows are thoughts
that dare not surface during the light of day
Morbid thoughts-dark thoughts

They come out to play with my emotions
During the less guarded moments of the night
Feeding on my fears of the future and those of the present

The early morning hours
The shadows start to fade
As the sounds of the morning doves bring
welcome relief
Signaling the start of a new day

MSM©Sept 2012

Hope

The darkness is approaching

You can see it from far away

It was only grayness earlier but now…NOW it is black and approaching rapidly

Another year is burning out

Another block of time; seconds lost with each breath we take

Some took advantage of those seconds while others slept the time away

The world turned in on itself this year

Each day filled with worldwide anxiety

Wars both economic and flesh-were front line items

Political debates were mired in pretended outrage

While the population cried with frustration and pain

The rich grew richer; the poor-well they just survived

Hope intermingled with despair

Children slept innocent dreams

While their parents cried the night away

The Almighty was invoked many times over

In all the languages which could be spoken

It is not known if He heard

However; the passing of each day

There is a glimmer of hope which grows

More and more seem willing to listen

My gaze goes to the sunrise

The sun brightens the day

A new year has been born

MSM ©DEC 30, 2012