What Crosses My Mind

  • An Easter Sunday Prayer

    I would wish we might all love, if only for the hours of this day, turn to one another, the fear we even imagine in doing so, be put aside, for we are all wanting to show effort toward recognizing our own sense of balance in knowing there is a special bond, a reality, a…

  • Objects of Desire

    Always out of our reach My reach In sight my eyes will delight Your beauty A quick smile Perhaps a frown And the moment is gone But fantasy Remains a telling mystery New worlds can be created That one moment that was wanted Suddenly becomes attainable ~ The skin so alive Desire of wanton release…

  • Time-lapse

    Wanton passions cause words to desire human touch I do imagine you as you are Only fabric teases your now aroused skin in as much As my desire seeks your eyes Miles away I might only recall key strokes that suggest Dialogue leaves no one alone Yet in the moment the reality of distance leaves…

  • Imagine a Moment

    Always across the ‘room’ A new set of eyes Coy glances Smiles that seem to tease My every desire Seems so cliché To imagine swooning On a quiet afternoon Where only coffee cups And laptops Create identities With brief interludes Leaving the regulars Intrigued by the tight fabric Of a summer afternoon We will play…

  • Soft Dreams

    Will you let me Run soft tease of touch Just knowing I am by your side And willing Fingertips trace circles along your skin Gasps direct me Maybe not me so much as a mindset A trip Traveling along your beauty Grace in the moment And my course is to Love Is to Love Lips…

  • Sweet Ceremony of Love

    Ritual touch Quiet breeze driven afternoon Senses brought alive With sweet fingertips Serenading skin soft sensual ~ Imagine a travel Shoulder tips Yearning; sense of response Breathe quietly letting skin feel Lips nearby anticipating reaching The touch curls shoulders close And fingertips move inside Nape of neck A new arousal arises nearby Cupped hands eager…