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.

Girlfriends

Hot tea

flowing into cups

around a table

of ladies

swallowing plenty as

the Florida sunshines

glares on their wrinkle skin.

Stories reminiscing on

their youth within and

social views chatters

hushed with laughter

followed by

real life

conversations reflecting

school-age

sharing of pen and paper

letters, and whispers of secrets

shared on a three-way home phone.

Memories recorded away 

as back in the 

good old days,

as their friendship

continue to last

generations and 

new creations of

time.

Honey…

You became bold and took hold of me. In your eyes, you express enjoyment and confidence that only you can see- deep-down, where no one else can ever be…

You maybe a mystery to me, but truly a blessing, to be able to agree to disagree and love unconditionally. 

You hold my heart, each day taking it on a journey cherishing each heart beat to our rhythm groove that flows love everlasting.

Grabbing


To reach a part

of you, 

you didn’t

notice before, but

with me you care.

Soul searching

through emotions

of feelings you

fear will appear

the truth of our

co-existence, but

you’re reluctant

to let go.

Holding on to

nothing.

Emptiness,

dwelling

within a hollow

home you clutch

to a fantasy.

Snatching your

heart and your

mind into a 

fatal mystery

of remorsefulness.

Let go.

Let me go.

Stop holding on 

to someone who

deserve the

tranquility and endearment

away from you.

Beat

Breathing in and out

trying to hold 

composure,

as another strike

connects piercing

burdens of 

frustrations into

a lost soul.

Hot air blows

nauseating confusion

of mental stability,

crying away love as

the fist continues

to destroy the beauty

of the physical until,

no air is left.

Barely conscious,

bruised,

inside and out,

no longer loved

by loving hands.

Crawling 

to

survive,

as a

bright light 

instantly

approaches a

appreciation

of a forceful

change

to liberation.

Intense

You walked away weak,

never saying goodbye…

“Talked behind My Back.”

Weak!

No explanation, 

you can’t face the eyes…

Don’t worry I respect

you,

still shaking

my head,

watching you fading 

away in the distance

with memories.

I hope you never

feel alone

wiping out

tissues of issues,

when you had these hugs

in your early years…

Sunlight in the

morning of my smile,

Baby!

Not phased by

stupidity and

negatively

when you can’t surf

your own waves…

Weak!

Walk away

in the sand

finding 

cool breeze

in the shade

for your 

future

avoiding the puddles

of darken mud

trails on you.

Bye!