Walking out knee deep Fluid reflections glimmer Walking out shifting sandbar Low tide is a slow rise The moon sits stoically On a fine line drawn Across the horizon And I can only imagine What is beyond the curve Of this narcissistic planet - Earth Or the destination of shooting stars First hand knowledge burn …
Category: Romantic
Dazzling My Senses
All the human elements lined up with perfection - the tangible and the abstract... The underlying passions and dreams; the insecurities and vulnerabilities - risk factors We all have our fantasies tucked away quietly at times, joyful exhilaration at others - how risqué - slightest blush at the thought I tumbled willfully without intention into …
It’s Not How Many Notes You Play
It’s not how many notes How many notes you play It’s the spaces in between Like lines between words Of woe or endearment It's the silence That lingers in the air Silence that lingers After making love Spaces in between - lines, notes, words Silence floats Peacefully above Floats peacefully While lovers embrace Quiet gentle …
It’s Alright
Sometimes... it feels like I live in a parallel universe Perception bent and twisted perception skewed But it's alright not sure what else to say... When I turned around you were holding your hands up waving a white flag total surrender looking at me with a blank expression and I had to look away But …
Music Time
I fell in love with a boy who held music in his hands like a fragile thought that could easily slip away it filled his heart like there was never enough time for all the notes to play making his chest ache the way mine did every time we kissed each others lips making love …
Grand Masquerade
Long beach walks, silent talks thoughts and such Wondering if there is a chance, slight possibility cosmic hotline that you are aware, that you can see or hear...me Wondering if this is all just some illusive grand masquerade that is being spun from the tip of wisdom filled tongues, with a blank slate to continually …
I Live With No Regrets
Wishful thinking a few Hail Mary's and an Act Of Contrition thrown in for good luck - keeps me honest when I spend to much time alone... Once you asked if I was raised as a Catholic girl Big Apple shines bright in beautiful Italian brown eyes you said All I could see were emerald …
Mr. Who Knows Who
All that crazy anticipation build up and worry as if yesterday was a blank page And all the steps taken have somehow been washed away like footsteps in the sand - how cliche! I remember laughing about all those old sayings one night during a brief love affair he filled my glass of wine up …
Looking Out To Sea
It was something something out of a movie scene From Here To Eternity we were laying in the sand tide came up rushing over us all entangled arms and legs finger tips tracing a pathway to the soul your mouth on mine whispering words ...you are so beautiful so beautiful... kissing my neck gentle hands …
Trilby Yates 