Tears of the moon

As I strum her
Finely tuned chords
The resonance determined
Exploited
And explored

Undulating ripples
Like a light breeze
Or swelling of the sea

She can attest to
Purposely postponing
Certain ecstacy

With the moonlight
Casting shadows
On skin more than willing
To oblige

I reach my hand
To grasp hers
Her Hand
Her thigh
Her sighs

We know all to well the tragedy
The plays of ancient lore
Throw caution to the wind
And let's continue to explore

The dancing will determine
Our rythms are in sync
What will we tell each other
When we are at the brink?

Sensual is one word
But I can think of a book
Which words will truely convey the
The innocence you took.

It's almost high tide now
The writings on the sand
Will Disapear with water
So hurry take my hand

That moonlight it is subtle
Enticing to say the least
But the crashing waves it harkens
Shakes me beyond belief

So hold on
To what you have
Fight the laws of nature
Of risk the fate of sand.

Through Summers

Through Summers
And winters
Late afternoons
And now evenings

I've come to know you
As a gentle spirit
Full of wonder and awe

Loyal to the established traditions
Yet, curious of the possibilities

And now,
once again
As we Cross paths
Through the stormy weather

Your interests piqued
And your conviction
Like your knees weak
Are shaken

I've seen the change
Like the seasons
I've seen this change in you

But the change
As it turns out
Was within me

For these feelings
As they tend to do
Have evolved

Intertwined though it may seem
For all to see

Shall we for a second
Close our eyes in symphony

Listen carefully
As I paint a picture
Let me mutter these words into
your smooth, delicate ears

Without you
I wouldve never come to know
True beauty

Within you
I would always strive to
Justify regret

Around you
Seems there'll always
Be a network

Just unwind
And let traditions
Flail away

Story of theirs

So it shouldn't come
As any ones surprise
She likes to laugh
And he likes to see
the joy In her eyes

It's plain to see
What is
What was
And what could be

But alas
Those damned forces

So it shouldn't come
As any ones surprise
After all
Everyone but them
Had made up their minds

Perhaps
In another life
In an other land
In another time
Perhaps

And if the crinkle of the eyes
Weren't enough to signify
That this could work
In an other life

Just take
His willingness to hurt
Coupled with hers to feel ties
Yes, it shouldn't come, as no surprise