Tuesday, July 22, 2008

poetry

written June 2008
I seek you
I look in the mirror and I begin to see you
Art is my passion and only you light my fuse.
My heart beats for us
You’re the perfect poem I could never write
Yet and still I try
You are it
All and whatever it is and has you posses
I need you . I feel you . Incomplete without you
Searched years for this
Wonder the earth your tenderness
Passion is the only way my mind can even begin to do justice to your kiss
Each word spoken from your lips send a tingle down my spine and rhythms to my hips
Pure, authentic, and true
Many of my thoughts consist of you.
I push you to the limits to see if you can take it
Whenever together no such thing as time wasted
Not even a minutes a moment nor a second
Match made in heaven sets fires in hell
Anytime we do anything we do it well (: