My own poetic creations to inspire you
Follow by Chris Madsen Summer Romance You appeared from no where and shamelessly, without any reservations, You laid on my naked body…you sensed my indifference, so you applied Your hungry mouth to me without any guilt or humiliation, and you …
Follow August 17, 2011 Sometimes, my legs become weak, and I feel tempted to fall on my knees as the tears glide down my cheeks. An overwhelming all of a sudden deep sadness from the inner chambers of my heart …
Follow As I am reading, I am writing, As I am resting, I am being, As I am being, I am doing, As I am doing, I am creating anew the image of me As I am sharing, I am …
Follow August 11, 2011 Dear Me, The longing has released me and it is now replaced with an appetite ever thirsting for the awesomeness in the now. Have you truly seen the colors reflected in the sun as its arms …
Follow August 3, 2011 Stuck, that’s how it is, as I lay on this four post bed staring off into the distance, immersed in the energy of you that has embraced me so sweetly so recently… I desire you, knowing …
Follow Ancient intimacy we share love, it is in the dust of the ages we lay, resting to await the rest of the living to join us. One day I see, the vision is still with me, we will all …
Follow The journey moves onward I know that I don’t need anything to tell me that you love me. Can love ever be fully explained or proven rather? I love you – isn’t that all the reassurance my heart requires? …
Follow It is in this little speck of dust I hold on my finger that I remember your name, as you used to be called, and as you are now called, the energies meshing and merging into one, because all …
Follow I am at the mercy of the tenderness in the essence of you my sweet On bended knee, I lift my hands up to the light Do you remember how we danced on the clouds, squeezing hands, Laughing at …
Follow I’ve made love to the whiteness again and again. I now lay here, arms outstretched, willing the inkblots to flow from me, yet the me is no longer familiar, the words themselves feel rough, foreign, leaving the safe haven …
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