Deep into the purple dawn
mystical voices taunt me
I rush to my window to see who
...
in the cold mist and in the dead of night
I stood for hours waiting for your reply
we stood face to face and talked as lovers do
...
I remember the day so well
I was asleep out on the back porch
the morning haze was just burning off
and there you came into my life and heart
...
Our tears are like the
leaves of autumn
they lie on the ground unnoticed
as everyone passes by
...
Puzzled hearts came together at a time when we thought love's doors
were shut to us and glorious is a word to describe the passion
...
I have seen you stop on the street
and calm a crying child
or a homeless person
...
In life there are times
when the feelings of the heart
are like a sunset
...
I promise I'll never let you cry alone
We are friends bound by strings
Heart strings
...
This night seems to never end
all that surrounds me are sad memories
...
I look into the heavens
and want to feel your
heart beat once again
I see shadows in the moonlight
...
Love is like having
a warm summer rain gently
kissing your entire body.
...
The world has come to rest
I am grateful for another day of life
...
CHANGE IMAGE ABOUT Location Washington, Utah Born December - 3rd Gender Male Member Premier Author Joined January 2004 Interests LIFE IN GENERAL EDIT PROFILE It ain't easy being me! ! Bear got the name White Bear Running from three different Indian tribes in 1996, to honor him for saving and making the tribes money. I like it so well, I use Bear on everything. I was born and raised in the coal fields of eastern Utah. I started to write romance poetry for the woman who longed to hear the words, and the man who felt it but just could not express it. I love life and the woman who prompts my dreams and poetry. Married to her for 15 years. I am easy to get to know. Ask me and I'll spill my guts like a drunken sailor on a Saturday night... I was born December 3rd)
Purple Seduction
Deep into the purple dawn
mystical voices taunt me
I rush to my window to see who
is there, but it's naught
Remembering the sounds of flutes
in the far distant fog
I search the night for clues
as to her whereabouts
You slip out of the fog
and into my night vision
A dream perhaps or is it a demon
coming to take me away
The trees speak to me as a brother
and bid me come hither
Into the abyss we fade
lost in the deep purple night
your exquisite body
glistens in the moonlight
that purple gown flows freely
and youbeckon me to come quickly
Your perfect breasts are revealed
as your body sways magically
my breath quickens as I breathe in
the sensual aroma of your naked skin
I want you because you have trapped me
with your purple seduction
sigh...