Just love and be with me Don't conspire or plot Just love and be with me <> Don't let another moonrise glisten upon earth without you entangled with my arms <> Just love and be with me Don't conspire or plot Just love and be with me
Tag: love
Moonday, Moonday
I am too tired to really do my beloved forum justice this week, but I feel bad letting a Moonday go by without a post. This past week, I have done a lot of resting and reflecting after an impromptu trip to Florida Hospital. I was the youngest person in the cardiac observation unit, a …
With a little faith… and love
We move through our lives grateful and present in the moment with faith and love wisdom grows and we are reborn
Woods Revisited
In the night my tears did flow In the night I called for help Twisted words answered me back And cut my heart to rubies In the sparkling morn They showed me the way To a yellow wood A fork in the road A decision to be made In the night my tears did flow …
A Poet’s Heart
My poetic heart has come back to life, With your sweet touch and gentle kiss, An old light comes back with new love, Through perfection is not your grace, And no love is free of trouble, The joy of your coming, shall remain forever with me, Even if you should leave.
For My Sisters…
For my sisters around the world... You need to hear this, remember it and learn from it. You may think what I am about to say is too harsh that there is a more delicate way to put what it. There is, but being gentle and hiding behind euphemisms has only created more victims. …
Quietly Imaging
Quietly imaging Everything denied By time and distance Cuddling in the memories of moments long past. Warmth fills me And I feel where Love’s bittersweet arrow struck In dreams, you stand beside me Loneliness can not touch What love has so bound. Where you go my heart is condemned to follow.
Things My Papa Says
This week at my Mom's suggestion here are a couple of things that my Papa has said or done. The weekend we celebrated my grandfather's 90th birthday, I ate too many clams and was in terrible pain. It was so bad that my boyfriend at the time went next door to my parents room. Papi …
Methods
If it had been a Knife I would have known If it had been a Fist I would have run away If it had been violent I would have screamed. But it was a Rose So I stayed and waited Then came Kind words So I listened and waited With all came deception But I …
Do I want?
Do I want to feel you against me? Yes, and so much more..... Do I want to taste you? Yes, and so, so much more. I want things I cannot name for fear of going over the edge which sailors once dreaded plunging into exotic realms places forbidden by customs called Morality.
Lucinda Rose 