Recklessly She Declared Truth

Thank you Davy D at the Go Dog Go Cafe for this morning’s inspiration

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recklessly she looked deeply inside

saw fire and ice in her heart

smelled iron and cooper in her blood

felt moon and ocean tides tug her soul

knew the hum of words

crawling under skin

Why Must You Be So Wonderful?

Why must you be so wonderful to me?
Those lips of yours that taste of sweet red wine
Call out to me and beckon, “Come and dine.”
And I, so helpless to ignore their plea.

It Rained Again Last Night

It started light
Just a trickle
A whisper
A nibble on my lobe
Finger brushed a stray hair away

Let Me Let You

Let me let you love me
want me
kiss me

Rain on Me

Rain on me
Let your drops fall on me softly
Caress my forehead

Irresistible (etheree)

Had you not kissed me, I would have left you
standing there with the memory of
my smile upon your mind and heart
had you not kissed me—but oh

CHERISHED

By Charles Robert Lindholm

have you ever been cherished?
I mean really cherished.
like you have cherished me
in your heart
and in your soul
with intense passion

and loyalty
over the years?

I want you to feel cherished too
because you have been

CHOCOLATE TO ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Chocolate

if you’ve never had it

you never miss it

but once you’ve had it

you miss it

 

you are chocolate to me

and I miss it

A Kiss

Who knew the power of a touch—
that a kiss could transform

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

BECOMING ONE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

No flesh
No bones
No blood
to bleed

but still
a hunger burning
with a
deeper need

A VINTAGE LOVER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Vintage beauty,

elegance and grace

with classic lines

and a lovely face

SOULMATES IN A SONG

By  Charles Robert Lindholm

The sound of music
searching for the words
seeking out a soulmate
it wants to be a song 

I FEEL THE RIVER RAGING

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I feel the river raging
I hear it’s mighty roar
wild and uncontrollable
like it’s never been before

SHE REMEMBERS

—MEMORIES OF THE PAST—

 By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

she looks back on her life

and the lovers that she’s known

no one ever lasted long

and now she is alone

TO THE LOVER OF MY SOUL — LOVE LETTERS #1

 

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My Dearest Darling-The Lover of My Soul,

As I sit here writing to You after all the intervening years since our time together I
am still so amazed and thankful that my memories of You and Us are as vivid as the
day we made them. 

LINGER LONGER?

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Linger

with me

in the feeling

Linger 

in the glow

Waking Dreams (revisited)

Your eyes haunt me

as I wander in this waking dream

the way you look at me

the way you look into me

seeing everything I keep hidden

everything that I keep close

you never look away

Night Music

Will you dance with me

in this silvery pool

of moonlight

that falls across

your face

like a watered silk?

Memory Brushes Past

Memory’s delicate tendrils

reach out

brush the nape

of my neck

cause an electric shiver

that courses

down my spine

Magic in Our Bones

There is magic

In our bones

Deep

Ancient

Resonate

Falling

I stand before you

More naked

More stripped

Down

Than I have

Ever been

Vulnerable

Unsteady

Uncharted Night-Olde Punk (RamJet Poetry) & Christine Ray (Brave and Reckless)

burning water

still marks the way

home

though that is not the path

I travel today

by uncharted night

do I go

Poet’s Love Song

I see you

Yes, you poet

You who lives

Behind the misty veil

Dwelling in the border

Between this world

And a hundred other

Shadow worlds

sea anemones

taste of sea

in your mouth

when

tongues

mingle

explore

your ear a

conch shell

Reunion (Revisited)

Time slows down

The moment we touch

Rest of the world

Drifts away

There is only

Remembering

you

Remembering

us

Together

Loves Intoxication: Haiku

.

Sighs thunder Within

Loves Sweet Intoxication

Yet only with You!

.

In the Silence

There is a fullness

An eloquence

To the space between your words

I am a woman who listens

Attentively to the silence