Familiar ground or faraway lands,
there’s sunset’s together holding hands.
Then warm embraces when times seem right,
till the days last kiss with every goodnight.
Our times of joy always more joyful,
while times of sloth simply delightful.
We’ll share our laughter and our sorrows.
We’ll delight in our today’s and tomorrows.
We can do and be what we both dream.
We’ll build new lives as none have seen.
Though the formula needed I do not know.
Yet when seeds planted time does grow.
Ships a pair moors by night.
Each’s a vision of the others light.
Tides are changing for me and you.
To time’s beyond when waves are few.
We each of passion, both pursuing free.
Findings shared, shared passionately.
An end to this poem, I have none or care.
For a future imagined is not really there.
Theologians seek the heavens,
Astronomers the stars above.
Philosophers seek the meaning of life,
Poets seek only love.
Blink not to miss the wink
Mind’s run afar
Never amiss is a kiss
Hands all ajar
Orgasms of enthusiasm
Spreading seed afar
Lips luscious rest ajar
Lips longing sent afar
Lesson’s big, none small.
We’re risen to others lust.
Yet to love we fall.
The longest day’s here.
The sun’s warm and the night short.
Cold hearts have no place.
A Bushel of Pecks
Chemistry is the
solution to inertness
Fanatical & Finesse
require zealots but not zeal
A tear requires water, laughter only air.
Love’s always well done though hate never rare.
It’s the Yin and Yang of human emotions.
It’s a great big crock of elemental notions.
We invent what nature wills us to know.
Yet our mindset tells us when to stir, stop or go.