ruby red lips...

awake into dreams...

let
my
lips
wake
you
into
my
dreams
of
love's
pure
bliss

the dance remembered...

flawlessly moving on the floor
feeling i'd never danced before
floating in tune to the golden shore
finding love to explore

2009 gypsywoman

the paper love...

your image - the mere artificial image - preempts such a torrent of long-controlled emotion as to be overwhelming, sweeping into the yesterday of us when we were us - twinkling eyes that from the moment we met shined into my heart into the me of me and never blinked stare back now through the time of our parting and into my secret soul, the soul that exists only for you - the exuberant smile i so love the smile meant only for me now lovingly leaps from the slick page - your scruffy shadow penetrates through the paper onto my face touching in the old familiar way - bulging thick curls always askew in my wandering fingers beg to be coddled on paper - your breathing again matches mine - your smell the only fragrance my nostrils can bear - all these things - there - there on the surface of nothing more than a pile of rags diluted by the waters of cannot be and forced into the slick false surface remaining - colored with artificial inks - there you are - not just your essence - but the you of you - the you of us -

2009 gypsywoman

the shore...

I stood upon that rocky shore
loving wanting needing more and more
but all the gods foretold
of love adrift out in the cold
I stood upon those rocks of yore
and to the gods I did implore
just one small sign on which to hold
to dare to think to be so bold
I stood upon that rocky shore
and saw what even I could not ignore
for there in storm tossed waters did unfold
the shipwrecked image of love extolled
I stood upon those rocks of yore
suffering, loving upon your shores

2009 gypsywoman

the intruder...

the
shell
gaped
apart
and
into
my
heart
you
did
walk
not
a
pace
did
you
balk
straight
to
the
core
your
love
did
bore
leaving
me
wanting
needing
nothing
more

2009 gypsywoman

the disguise...

this

silly
mask
can
not
disguise
the
fire
upon
my
silken
basque
the
taste
of
love
upon
my
flesh
more
than
firmly
does
me
enmesh
2009 gypsywoman

were i but a painter...

were i a painter of fine art
i would sooner paint thee into my heart
where never nothing could us tear apart
were i but a painter of fine art...

2009 gypsywoman

into the den of dark...

come
with
me
into
the
safe
black
shadows
into
the
den
of
darkness
where
no one
knows
come
with
me
into
the
place
of
love's
repose

ensemble...

enfin

tears not wept...

feel the tears that were not wept
when from our love i slowly crept
hear the words left unsaid
for in your life
i
could
not
tread

poseidon poseidon...

thou art surely god of the sea
coiling thy sceptre round and round me
spiraling spiraling you do bore
lavishing love
to my core

for your love...

if in the dark and distant land of sleep
the gods have destined us to meet
then i shall gladly slumber deep
your love for to keep

come closer...

come hither, odysseus, come closer to me

come closer - with thee let me be
be not afraid, heed not their words
for they know not what i prefer
come hither, odysseus, come nearer still
for it is
love
i wish to fulfill

the shadow shrine...

unlike meteyard's lady of blue
i'll never grow tired of the shadows with you
for in the shade by sweet design
your love for me
did i find

my thoughts...

feel my thoughts
else they be for naught...

might it be...

might it be that what others see
is but their version of what is me
for eyes cannot pass beneath the skin
to them in thoughts I bore their sin
loving you to their chagrin
might it be that what others saw
was but their life’s own sanctioned flaw
their hearts bound in thick steel gloves
beating not to heaven above
their long lost souls
blind to love

into love we did leap...

into the swirling whirling we did leap
heeding the call of love most deep
neither one the other enticed
wanting needing
at
any
price

till this night...

Did my heart love till now?
Forswear it sight,
For I ne'er saw true beauty
till this night.

heaven's mount...

in our hearts where none could see
our love was free - free to be
bursting shoving upward it did soar
to the gods we begged for more
but
like this frigid mount of heavenly blue

hidden from all who viewed
under the deep vast sweep
our love
did we
keep

nothing holding...

let me

take
you
in
my
wings
only
to us
need
we
cling
nothing
holding
down below
heaven
to us
the
gods
bestow