Us.

Us.

My eyes caught yours,

as You once stared into

my deep, dark-brown,

all the time before,

your stare turned

into a glance

every once

often.

We became You.

I miss you.

You used to cherish

Us as a couple.

Precious-time,

ticked inseparable

into fun days.

Laughter and

flirty gestures

turned into

sexy gateways

until,

We became You,

not Us.

I miss Us.

Quiet and observant,

I vow to love you

and give you

loyalty to heart

until retired.

Throwback love song

replayed

once again,

Harmony respected

by many,

not all can hold the tune.

Love Sailing

Drifting on waves

pushing inside,

flowing outside,

into a sea of flooded

gushing waters.

Echos of harmony into

the wind swirls fresh

sea air into the nostrils.

Waves of high tides

streaming

strong 

currents

forward,

crashes

into a stunning land 

already visited but, 

deeply loved.

You Left

Looking up at the sky

like why?

Emotions raining

down on my face

as my heart hurts

of the lost of your

precious life.

Strom clouds 

rapidly

approaches 

the hidden

issues and dark secrets

you once faced

alone.

Now, visibly

shocking as

lightning strikes

the hearts

you hurted.

Rumors stirring 

twisters

of ugly

remarks in pain

of hail scornfulness,

when your voice 

is not heard

to clear away

the spinners

and hypocritical

minds.

Why ask why?

When answers are

never truly honored

as truth.

We are missing

and love you even

if you looking

down

and you are 

witnessing

a tornado of

family feelings.

The Right Touch

Flirting touches
tantalizing

in smiling eyes 

shining bright,

catching

sweet soft kisses

as lips 

teases

minds into 

a fog of

tickling hands

around

curves and thighs,

playfully uncovering

secrets of

awaiting discoveries,

and hidden treasures,

to a fantasy of

euphoria in

passion and ecstasy.