I LOOKED DEEPLY INTO HER EYES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Looked Deeply
Into Her Eyes,
How Could I Not?

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HAIKU: A WORD FOR DREAMERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A word for dreamers

I’VE SEEN TOO MUCH

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I’ve seen what you
will never see,
again 

Your life is better

LOVE IS LIKE THE TIDE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

the ocean doesn’t hesitate
but races to the shore
embracing like lost lovers
as they never have before

LEFT IN THE WOODS

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

If you get left in the woods
don’t worry, be calm
someone else will come along
don’t chase after
the one who left you 

First Responders say, “Stay Put”
and they are the experts
when it comes to
the left and abandoned

A WHISPER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

leave me
if you must
leave me
if you can

but you will
always hear
my heart
calling to you

SINFULLY DELICIOUS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

I have heard so much about You

that should make me stay away from You

but I just couldn’t help myself

I got to close and the mere scent of You enchanted me

 

I looked at You and I couldn’t look away

I could see all of You right before my eyes

Tempting me with all the things You are

You offered me a single kiss and I was addicted to You

BIRTHDAY WISH 1996

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I don’t remember

any of my other

47 birthday wishes

but this year’s wish is different

 

I will always remember

my birthday wish for 1996

TIC TOC A LITTLE FASTER, CLOCK

By Charles Robert Lindholm and Linda Luna

Tic Toc-ing clock

please move faster

and stop torturing me

THE WORD WEAVER

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Quietly he sits
in the silence of the night
weaving words inside his head
by the flickering candlelight

His muse has shown him everything
in the grand design
so he weaves his words with subtlety,
with cadence, rhythm and rhyme

TORN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

STRAINING                                                          

            DESPARATELY                                                   

            FUTILELY                                                 

               TRYING TO HOLD ON                                                          

               BUT THE WINDS OF REALITY                                                     

               BLOW                                                       

               TOO HARD                                                         

               TOO STRONG                                                    

               THE TENSIONS ARE                                                 

               TOO GREAT                                                       

            PRESSURE                                                

                 DEMANDS RELEASE                                                          

ARE YOU MY ADAM? AM I YOUR EVE?

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Are you my Adam?
Am I your Eve?
or just a fool
who’s been deceived

MONSOON SEASON

By Charles Robert Lindholm
  

Your leaving me is like a monsoon season
Constant thoughts of you
                                     pounding
on the tin roof of my mind
day and night
                    like water torture

TOUCH JUNKIE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I am a touch junkie

I love to be

          held

          kissed

          rubbed

          massaged

          hugged

          loved

          have my back scratched

          played with

THE IDEAL MATE

—-THE DARK DAYS—-
By Charles Robert Lindholm

she’s beautiful to look at
her legs are long and sleek
she’s got the kind of body
that any male would seek

WHEN YOU COME TO ME

WHEN YOU COME TO ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm  

I love it

when you come

to me