Lost but found

When cleaning my home today, I surprisingly came across 2 pieces of writing I had believed were lost.  They are earlier works than the rest of this blog - probably about 2 years old, but I would like to share them, all the same.
Thanks to everyone who reads my words and shares this experience with me.
As always... love is the goal, words are the art form, music is life.

Nothing To Be Said

Small sighs and whispers
embracing beneath blue skies
The look of emotion
touches of shyness


Say my name
and watch my heart melt
Run your finger up the small of my back
and my soul joins to yours


Suddenness of ourselves
the greatness of our bond
Time slows to nothingness
words unspoken yet known.


So many moments slide through time
in the intensity we have created
Never will it be taken from us
smiles light up each others' eyes

The First

The first touch, tentative and sweet
our arms folded into one another
The first flick of the tongue
soft and moist, finding its destination


Warmth surrounding the atmosphere
shyness slowly slinks to the ground
There are so many words left unsaid
speaking is no longer a necessity


The glimmers in our eyes
smiles upon our cheeks
It all feels the same
as if it always was... us.

You and Me

The night kisses the air

scented, oh so scented, wafting so blissfully

turquoise rays so subtly fall

blazing the ground with their presence

Early hours forgotten seamlessly

romanticism slides, consciously unaware

A smile playfully grandstands upon lips

the eyes know nothing of modesty

In the outside of it all,

simplicity of the spoken word

abounds in what need not be said

the wind picks up the sweet scent

Memories, thoughts, race ahead lightly

interloping to a subtle oneness

so much is known in the glistening orbs

lazy progression unfurls itself 

A fluid heat escapes the shared air

prescience can only be cherished in this moment

surfaces seem to melt away to each other

All makes way for what will become again

Memory

Another season to pass,

This one cool and gray

Unlike the days of heat

Where music owned the air

Those were the days of remembrance,

Syllables gliding through drifted light

None knew what was shared

Yet energy never forgets its waves

Closed eyes, breath on glass,

Hot skin, swollen lips gently bitten

Lilted symphony tickles soft earlobes

Watching the world outside sleep

Voices carry through the silence,

Relaxing on each other’s stare

Musical memories of days lived brightly

Ascend through night’s late slumber

Amusement sneaks into shadowed features,

As darkness acquiesces to light

Knowledge of forethought shines through

Distance closes in on itself

Borrowed from another

From a social networking friend:


"The best feeling in the world isn't falling in love, it's falling out of love with someone who never really loved you."


Not my words, but deep thoughts to think about.

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

Words, so eloquently, perfectly, lovingly stated by the incomparable Maya Angelou

Still I Rise

by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies, 

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns, 

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops.

Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don't you take it awful hard

'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines

Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I've got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame

I rise

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise.

I rise.

I rise.

Go

We had to say good-bye
before we had a chance to say hello.
I watched you slip into the room,
saw your greetings to a few others.

Your eyes fixed on my skin,
over my hair, my curves
I won't look but it does not matter,
electricity permeates the balmy air.

I feel your heat as you approach,
vow not to show anticipation.
Your smile dazzles my senses,
even after this time, I am amazed.

The implosion of my mind is complete,
breath escapes my lungs softly.
When I look up, I know
you can see into my soul.

Never have I been so bare,
stripped of all pretense.
Clothes do nothing to cover me,
you have already seen all I have to give.

My eyes warm to yours,
our embrace matches the feelings inside.
I smile with a sense of ease
and let you go.

One

#1

I once thought you were so strong
the strength radiating in waves,
masculinity so potent to touch
it encapsulated my aura.

How can you be so weak,
the limpness of your soul falls low.
Your indecisiveness, your cowardice, 
how come I never knew?

You made a fatal mistake
forgetting who you were, who I was.
I thought I knew your mind, your energy,
it seems I never knew anything.

Deep in the night,
when the day washes off your skin
The night slowly nestles itself into you
what, then, will you have?