NO LAMENT FOR YOUR LOVE

THERE is a force between us, though the world may conspire to hide it; to deny us a chance of expression…

It is a force like that of the moonlight caught upon a threaded needle and stitched upon the dark silk fabric of the night, a force like a brace of stars drawn upon the chalkboard of the darkened sky, pencil-thin radiance glittering like jewels; precious gems pressed against the midnight wonder of the dark…

It’s a force of beauty which captures the heart in a symphony of unending delight, elegance wedded to the brilliant aura of your soul which sings an eloquent song of love, touching the spirit with the essence of your charm, the luscious nature of your regard like the illumined light of the moon; a burning shaft of argent glory bestowing its blessing upon the night, caressing the heart with a light touch, enfolding the soul in the placid calm of your warm embrace…

It arouses, this gossamer brush of tooth-some scintillation, like a rent in the curtain of time; a break in the gloaming of the dark to let slip through the rising note, the ardour of my desire, or more like a sonorous ringing, crystal clear and redolent of the sweet fragrances of a summer night, with the laughing seduction of the wind competing with the purling flow of a river at play under the dancing light of the enchanting moon…

You are like an echo resonating through my skull, caressing my heart as it embraces my soul, you are my certainty, the reality of dreams sucked from the swirling darkness, from the dizzying heights of mortal longings, the yearning anticipation that serves to strengthen the faith of my resolve, a cipher cast on the winds of my aspiration…

You are the instrument of my deliverance posed as a question aimed at the heart, where the passion of my feelings will give answer to the dictates of your soul worked upon the willing flesh of my body, a touch like thunder kindled within my bones, a lightning strike of pleasure shrouded by the all-embracing warmth of your heart…

A fiery intensity of emotions; passion and desire, love and the rapaciousness of zestful excitement- the finesse of your aureate nature displayed in the sonsie elegance of a body that is but a prelude to the caressing embrace of your soul, the swirling riptide of your love steadfast and tender as the touch of gossamer lace, infused with the sensually sweet fragrance of lavender like a breath of freshness on the wind...

THE nobility of your character is seen in the graceful suppleness of you carriage, the elegant flare of élan you invest in each motion, each nuance of your movements an unfolding story told of wonder and delight, it captivates and holds one breathless on the threshold of an enchanted awakening; an effervescence of thought, a fairy-tale come to life, replete with the magic of a night sky filled with the brightness of dancing stars, with the sweet breath of your beauty an aromatic allure drifting upon the sultry wind of the night, under the twilight glitter of the summer stars…

I oftimes wonder what my life would be like if I had never met you, which road my feet would have travelled, which fork in my path would be the lure to the fulfillment of my dreams...

If I never chanced to catch the quickening glimmer of your regard, would I now be ensconced in the arms of another, trading coy smiles and laughing touches as our hearts grow swollen with bliss, instead of reliving each moment that we spent together like a movie playing in the far recesses of my mind, closing my eyes on the feel of your lips wedded to mine, the taste of your passion a savory dish served on the table of my desire…

Would I still be travelling that dark road, the shadow-land between nightfall and the dawn, waking to the light of the sun, yet embraced by the essence of the dark, eyes forever blinded by bitterness, heart weighed by the heaviness of my tears, a dark field where still a pearl of light might blossom like the awakening beauty of the full moon, bedecked in a corona of argent glory arising from the depths of the soul, flaring from a muted encompassing warmth, to the searing touch of an all-consuming passion, burning bright in silver radiance... 

The indulgent marriage of my heart to yours, a fleeting touch, a moment that stretch for an eternity, and now lies encapsulated in my dreams, for even though we are now apart, still I cannot regret tasting of the sweet bouquet of your heart, relishing the exquisite touch of your lips, the effervescence of your caress, can’t regret embracing the alluring wonder of your flesh; the tender flower of your body…

No, I can’t regret loosing myself within the sensuous rhythms of your soul as I ride the embracing wave of your desire, to know the gentle softness of your smile and the bright opulence of your radiant eyes…

So perhaps it's soothe that we met and had our moment in the light, the graceful aspect of your incandescence a match to the billowing darkness that fills my soul…

Pricked of the thorns which guards your heart, still yet I can't regret plucking the fragrant rose which beats in your breast, can’t regret the feel of it blossoming within my soul as the dying shadows of the night lay a blanket of longing upon my heart...

Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton

05/17/2013

PARAMOUR OF LIGHT!!!

OVERWHELMING is the striking cadence of her beauty,

a dance of wonder describing the exquisite grace of her glory,

and the seductive eloquence of her sultry allure...

A voluptuous beat; a fresh candle lit from the radiant core of her soul,

essence a resplendent glow,

refulgent and bright as a sun of burnished gold…

Swayed by the tempting touch of her nubile beauty,

I can taste the sweet flush of her vibrant heart,

the tender lines of her lovely face,

the gift of her effervescent smile,

like a butterfly issuing forth from its cocoon,

to caress me with the sultry kiss of her soul…

It's a tangible thing,

a rich burst of savoury flavours exploding upon the tongue,

a saccharine delicacy of sensuousness…

… the taste of her delectable lips,

wherein I feel the influence of her provocative nature,

the velvet texture of her soft touch,

the rich tantalizing fragrance of her perfume,

a whispered breath upon my skin…

I can feel the power of her regard,

in the rapturous embrace of her spirit,

feel it in the heat which stirs my body at the slow stroke of her epicurean caress,

subtle it is,

yet as powerful as a sword thrust to the heart...

 It holds one breathless,

for hers is a beauty which inspires,

devout; a worship of the goddess figure,

whose touch,

is as a cloak of majesty-sparked wonder,

clothed in the spun silken mantle of the moon…

A vessel of grandeur,

she is filled with the dazzle,

the species opulence of the moons pearlescent light,

hers is an enchanting sense of presence which awes,

from the luscious smoulder of her hypnotic eyes,

to the sybaritic curves of her graceful figure,

cutting the air like the fragrant sent of rose blossoms,

riding on the soft sigh of the night…

Overwhelming is the striking cadence of her beauty...

CAUGHT within the hypnotic pull of her eyes I feel unfettered...

Free...

flying like a bird through the sky,

riding the stirring currents of the wind,

soaring under the sunlit brilliance of her regard,

feeling the warmth of its heart slowly envelop my body,

the eyes which mesmerize and seduce,

enthrals,

bewitch and beguiles...

reservoirs of the soul,

the still pond of my desire,

her tears glittering to fall unchecked,

like the glimmer of stars carelessly strewn across the night sky,

a virtual treasure raining down; sparkling diamonds of the soul...

It enthrals with a touch of grace,

pulling one into a descending paranoia of sweet obsession,

a moment eternally stretched in time,

lost within a beauty that illuminates,

which smoulders with an effervescent fire,

yet refreshes like the taste of a cool autumn breeze,

bound as though by strings of light to the stir of awakened passions,

leaving one unfettered...

Free...

Free as the clouds which sails across, the cerulean depths of the sky...

LOST within the sparkling grandeur of her mesmerizing eyes,

afloat upon the warm sensuous rhythms of her lithesome soul,

speared by the rosy elegance of her alluring smile,

matched in harmonious song,

to the soothing and tender blessings of her beating heart...

Touched of her wonder,

I stretch forth,

reaching as if for the glory of the stars,

which are as the light which lies at the center of the abiding heart of her passions,

the smouldering scintillence of her woven enchantments,

embracing me within the sultry haven of the night…

The deep silence of the voluptuous moon,

speaks to the provocative lines of her eloquent allure,

a visual cocktail which blinds,

intoxicates with the halcyon brilliance of her stunning beauty,

the aureate glow of her aura permeating everything,

down to the bare atoms of my very soul…

A calescent wind of seduction,

she makes of her heart a bed of roses upon which I lay,

swathed in the rich earthy scent of her aromatic fragrance,

she makes of her soul ropes of the softest silk,

to hold me,

within the bosom of her desire,

she makes of her spirit a golden pathway,

leading me into the beating womb of her heart,

where she silences me with the touch,

the taste,

the flavour of her sweet and luscious lips...

SHE is my destiny,

the face of my desire,

the heart of my passion,

singing a song of sweet surrender which but serenades my soul,

she is a warm breath of sincerity,

imbued with an alluring touch of grace,

heavens harbinger,

with the stars,

a string of brightness draped across the provocative softness of her flesh…

She is the memory of dreams,

spun from webs of pearlescent light holding me in a tight embrace,

where the flavour of her touch,

is an argent caress that bares my soul to the nectarous kiss of her heart,

and the residual tremors of ecstasy,

is but the taste of my desire,

pressed upon the delicious softness of her succulent lips…

She is my paramour,

rising from the evocative essence of the dark,

touched of a tide of shadows,

yet she is birthed from the embrace of the light,

she paints the canvas of the night,

with the gleaming wonder of her argent light,

an iridescent rose blossoming in luscious profusion  -the moon-

dancing with a light easy grace through the darkness of the night,

teasing and tempting,

yet blessing with the touch of her light,

massaging my soul,

and so binding me with her silken enchantments,

a spell-wrought touch of wonder,

sweet as the kiss of an angel,

parting the dream-shrouded shadows of the night,

to fill my heart with the aria of her light!!!

Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton

03/21/2013

NO WORLD... WITHOUT YOU!!!

MY best days are spent with you,

Thoughts...

Dreams spun like rainbows from silken clouds of mist,

fallen like dew-drops,

sweet as nectar to grace longing lips,

with the velvet-smooth enchantment of your exquisite kiss...

For there is no world without you,

nothing but pale shadows and a hollow heart,

cradled in the empty shadows of the soul;

voiceless spirit with a febrile light which flickers and grows dim,

Dimmer...

swallowed by the encroaching darkness ...

Of time,

the universe a mote of dust,

Lost...

blown away by the swirling winds of my despair,

nothing left but the echo of your name,

trapped in the labyrinth of my mind...

But there is an inevitability in this,

the irresistible notes of your name,

bent like a bow of golden light against the cerulean depths of the sky,

the sun like an arrow poised,

trailing a tail of fire flaming bright,

set to strike a note of rapture within my heart,

for it is the heart that informs my love,

and your name the melody which sings;

a glorious sweep of passion to my soul,

a fusion of the organic; tell-tale beating of the heart,

and the spirit; the shimmering ethereal essence of your name,

it speaks to your grace and beauty...

Beauty enough and more,

to eclipse the stars in their eternal dance upon the sable banner of the night,

it fuels the urges which hungers in my blood,

a field of dreams; the ennobled night,

setting hearts to journey into the celestial void,

where thoughts may blossom,

from a budding dream of a soft caress into the flowering reality

of your sweet and warm embrace...

Yes my best days are spent with you,

Thoughts...

Dreams spun like rainbows from silken clouds of mist.

WITHIN the world of dreams,

under the silken strands of the seductive moonlight,

I thrill to the feel of your touch,

feel the thread of your spirit unravelling to caress me with the fervour of your love,

 the soul of your heart embracing me with the liquid heat of your passion,

a passion which flowers like the delicate blossom of a rose,

enfolding me in the fragrant essence; soft petals,

the sweet kiss of your heart,

embracing my soul with the sultry caress of your angelic beauty…

Upon the tongue of my desire,

the passion of your laughter warms me,

like a cloak of woven sunshine in the depths of winters chill,

the fire of your eyes pulling me as a moth into the flames of your regards,

burning bright;

the rhythmic brilliance of your soul illuminating the full measure of my heart,

where liquid dreams falls from eyes of soft luminescence,

tears cascading from the spirit of your soul,

to water the field of my heart with the sweet caress of your love,

Your affections…

a fulminating incandescence,

as provocative and enticing as the dancing light of the moon,

upon the tenebrous shadows of the night,

as I am inexorably drawn into the velvet embrace of your beauty,

floating upon the sybaritic wave of your silken desire,

lost within the blissful caress of your lissom touch,

the meeting of our lips the essential spark ,

freeing the ardent needs of your deepest longing,

each heart-beat intensifying the passionate flavour of our kiss...

FOR you are the centre of my world,

the stars…

a dance of desire,

of smoldering passion which burns in the brilliant lustre of your eyes,

You are the balance to my spirit...

The light which christens the dark emotions of my thoughts,

with the halcyon kiss of your incandescent grace,

you are the focus of my soul,

a rare and passionate beauty,

whose essence is as pure,

as the lucent shimmer of the moonlight; pearlescent glow,

a gentle caress against the sultry heat of the hedonistic night,

a profound silence birthing the ripe fruit of my love;

the fragrant breath of elegance,

of seduction,

the taut string of desire,

quivering with pent energy,

burning with a fierce need to be free,

to be let loose to ride the cresting wave of pleasure,

the touch your love has awakened within my body,

to breathe in the warmth of you essence,

and allow it to feed the hunger of my soul…

Where your wants...

Your needs...

Is my desire,

Your touch...

Pure bliss,

Your affections...

The passion which speeds the beating of my heart,

You are the stilled soul of my spirit,

the twilit glimmer of the stars mated to the soft caress of the night... 

the essential yearning of my soul; your pleasure,

is my pleasure,

to touch,

to feel...

see the trembling flush of rapture,

flowering across your flesh in a spreading wave of aroused intent,

sensations a swim on the charged air of tender expectations,

the intense kiss of my touch,

an awakened dance of desire,

upon the the silken smoothness of your flawless skin,

my breath,

an elegant caress upon the ample swell of your luscious breast,

the seductive curve of your hips,

an epiphany of animal magnetism...

a rain of fire feeding the molten flames of my desire,

a melting of body and soul,

fluid like a river,

the feel of you flowing into the welcoming warmth of my arms,

as I dissolve into the heat of your sweet embrace!!!

Richard ‘Poetikz” Burton

02/25/2013

THE LIGHT WITHIN!!!

A dark streak hurtles its way through the night-shrouded sky.Darker it is than the bejewelled heavens as it cleaves its way through the murky clouds,Lancing its way towards the rounded globe of the earth.Inside this flame of darkness lies an infinite aura of light,Pulsing with a deep abiding fire, it roars in an agelessly silent voice,And ceaselessly tears at the fabric of the darkness within which it is entombed.Flickering within the heart of this light, is a blood red nebulous, surrounded by wings of darkness and tinged with an argent glow.And as this amber nebulous flickers and pulse,The Lance of Darkness which plummets to the earth seems to expand and grow--taking on a disparate life --And as life flows within, a soft keening, reminiscent of iron wings cutting gravid air, issues forth from the darkness,A mournful sound it is, filled with loneliness and loss.
And that sharp keening whistle is like a siren call,
Possessing a haunting melody of sadness and despair, it wings forth to encompass and surround the Earth.
And so it is that a surge rips through the body of the Earth in great waves of undulating fury.
And as the undulations become increasingly agitated,
A soft glow forms and arrows towards the Lance of Darkness.
Shooting forth from the Earth, it cups the dark flow in warm hands of desire.
And as Dark Seduction meets the hands of desire,
An argent flame is kindled blazing bright!
And the rage of this fire burns and decimates the streak of darkness.
And the mournful keening is sundered, dying within the folds of that argent blaze.
And the light which lies within the shell of darkness slowly issues forth.
For the darkness of despair has given birth to hope and happiness.
And the heart of liquid fire, that amber nebulous, raises bloodied hands,
And revel in the argent glow, like one who is clasped in a lovers embrace.
But the darkness does not so easily disperse...

A tiny kernel which had evaded the searing heat of the argent flame,
Darts a finger of pur, to lance into the amber heart of light.
Like a viper, the fangs of darkness drips deadly venom into the nebulous.
And the stirring of darkness reveals a new heart, birthed within that blood-red amber glow.
So it is that the argent flame tries in vain to reach and rend that heart of darkness from within the bosom of the nebulous.
But it can never do so in fear of destroying the nebulous itself.
And a Dance of Balance is enacted.And the Viper of Despair, instead of cloaking has nestled within the bosom of Hope and Happiness,Feeding off of its essence...But the argent flame keeps the darkness from totally consuming the heart.You are that flame,And your presenceKeeps the loneliness...Keeps the darkness...... AT BAY....
Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton
April/'94

LOST WITHIN YOU!!!

I stand lost,

Lost to this wild madness,

This animal craving which stirs my blood,

It shines within opaque eyes glistening darkly, as I become consumed by this shadowy beauty that plagues my mind...

~~~

Lost to the subtle coercion of your seductive essence,

The blandishments of your allure, a steel fist clenched tightly about my heart,

Clinging to each breath like a lifeboat tossed in the rousing sea of your desires, as the spirit of your regard strokes the heart-strings of my soul...

~~~

Lost within the stark clarity of an intimacy shared, as the moonlight animates the hunger which shadows my soul,

Swept upon a winding stream of ecstasy leading us deep into the fecund valley of the night,

A river of boiling passion broaching the body of your heart,

        - the blossoming flower of your desire-

~~~

Lost within the subtle flavours,

Deep breath heavy with the perfumed efflorescence of your scent, which seeps into my soul engorging my flesh as it speeds the beating of my heart,

Like the sweet fragrance of a rose riding the eddying breeze of my solicitude…

~~~

As I lay consumed by this sweet madness, you came to me,

And I died the little deaths from the pleasures of your touch,

Devoured by the incandescent essence of your seductive radiance,

Flayed by the graceful elegance of your sensuous touch,

A caressing inferno of saccharine fragrance, sultry as the close breath of the night...

~~~

Where every breath, every glance is a study of seduction,

Each movement, a graceful performance,

A sensuous dance of harmony enacted upon the beckoning stage of my soul,

Each utterance; the musical light of your voice is as a flowering burst of passion blossoming within my heart...

~~~

You gather me in the caressing embrace of your spirit,

The breath of your will a sweet taste upon my lips,

And with patient eyes alight with a poignant beauty; a glittering blaze of enchantment within the liquid darkness of the night,

You possess me with the subtle nuances of your touch,

Dancing ribbons of light birthed upon the specious elegance of your soul,

The incandescence of your allure a spell of magic, invested with the subtle vigour of your lissom embrace,

The unfolding story of your love writ large upon the fabric of my heart, as I surrender my will to your passions,

My flesh to your desires,

My spirit to the swirling currents of spun light which comprise the essence of your regard…

~~~

For within the wilderness of my dreams, I have known the madness of love,

And drank of the honeyed lips of desire,

I have felt the ecstasy of rapture as a kiss upon my soul,

But of the two together

                -love wedded truly to the spirit of desire-

Mixed with the sweet milk of passions voluptuous breast,

I have found only with you,

Within the heat of your sumptuous embrace…

~~~

Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton

June 29, 2011

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SONG OF LOVE... HEART OF DESIRE!!!

She is as the languid sigh of the wind flowing through the vast reaches of space,

A celestial being of light shedding a trail of luminescence as she blazes a path of wonder...

Love...

Desire… Into the yearning chambers of my heart.

A specious glow of soft eloquence,

The sweet elegance of her enchanting essence, a ringing note of grandeur falling like a rain of blessings upon my head,

The summoning wave of her spirit, akin to the incandescent sparkle of the stars as they dance upon the sultry breath of the dark,

The moon breasting the bosom of the windswept clouds,

The vibrant shimmer of its pearlescent light an anthem sung to the glory of the night.

I can feel its song reverberating within the minute throbbing of my blood,

It is a call that resonates through me,

A call that resonates through my soul,

Free and wild with a touch of wantonness to fuel the pulsing dictates of my passions,

My desires, a rising will of shadows kissed by the velvet caress of the moon,

Light a dance of radiance entwined as one with the spirit of my soul...

Listen then to the high clear voice of my passion,

A glissando of light melding with the sensuous rhythms of her heartbeat,

It caresses with the warmth of the dawn's sun rising to kiss the lips of her desire,

A floating aria of grace rising to embrace her soul with the vibrant tones of my solicitude,

My adulation, a flowering heart of beauty…

The soft folds of petal s kissed by the caressing touch of a sweet blossoming grace,

A chorus of elegance…

The mellifluous song of my ardour tracing a line of fire from her lips to the eloquent sweep of her elegant neck,

To lodge like an arrow of blossoming radiance in the spirited heart of her soul...

So allow me to sing for you the flavour of my love with the physical manifestation of my desires,

Allow me to serenade you with sweet kisses which drips like honey from my lips,

A benediction, yes of praise paid in homage to the enchanted wonder of your beauty,

Allow me to enfold you within the cadent rhythm of my embrace,

Allow me to lay you down on the succulent bed of my appetites,

To fill your soul with velvet -touched chorus of decadent pleasures,

The seductive melody of my passions,

A silken touch of rapture sweeping you away upon the sultry breath of harmonic bliss…

Yet it flows deeper still,

Love and desire,

Desire and love…

The one, a liquid stream of arousing sensuality…

The other, like roots anchoring me to the foundation of her soul…

A held breath as I await the next beat to fill the stretched silence of the moment,

A silence so deafening it leaves me in an inchoate state,

The evanescence of all thoughts but one, crystallizing like a star born of heaven,

A diamond brightness pushed from the inky darkness of the skies,

Its radiance the splash of birth fluids painting the heavens in a liquid opulence of specious light,

Grace held in the brilliance of a heart which sounds the rhythm of my soul,

It's a beat that blossoms warm and inviting within my mind,

The tender growth of love flowering upon the spun weft of my spirit,

Woven into the tensile warp of my soul, to take root and flourish within the fertile bower of my heart,

It is as formless as the collective mist which forms the ephemeral essence of a cloud,

Stroked by the pressure of a sensuous touch,

The sweet breath a silken caress,

Falling like the exquisite release of euphoria; cleansing draught of raindrops soaking into the rich loam of my flesh,

Tender shoots unfolding upwards through the sustaining sea of the earth,

The swell of leaves pulled from the tightness of the womb to indulge in...

Inhale the saccharine fragrance of the air,

It's a weight gravid upon the tongue,

The kiss of desire to shape the lips,

The taste of a passion which moves the soul,

Intent of the heart visited upon the appetites of the soul,

Held breath released on the rhythmic cadence…

The illumined words of my devotion swelling to fill the empty silence of the heart...

I

... Love

 ...You...

Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton

July 29/2011

SANCTITY OF YOUR HEART!!!

SO here it comes, on the cusp...

The quiver of a held breath; the calm before the storm...

I can feel it gestating like a babe in the womb of my consciousness,

Feeding on the turbulent currents of my emotions, powered by the rhythmic beating of my heart...

Desire...

           A force coalescing like clouds of vapour in the heavy turgid air,

           painting the canvas of the soul in dream-tones of autumnal oranges and the incarnadined red of 

aroused passions,

           storm clouds darkening the horizon of the mind,

           as livid flashes of heat lightening striates the heavens in blistering streaks of ozone drenched sliver radiance,

           ripping the air with the sharp sound of violence; a tearing curtain of light torn into the thin veil of reality,

           allowing the measured tread of the spirit-dream to bleed its way into the consciousness of the mind,

           where the wind-rippled vision of a sensuous beauty is made manifest...

 Wafting gently, her lustrous hair a billowing pennant on the breath of the wind,

A beauty who's allure catches at the soul-strings of the heart, and opens a portal of longing into the soul,

Dreamlike, the wind stills,

A pregnant silence birthed as her image steadies before my avid gaze,

Stilled moment descending with hurricane like intensity,

Whipping the breath from my lungs,

And ...

For a painful moment, quieting to a murmur the beating of my heart,

A moment that stretches... And breaks,

At the touch of moisture precipitating from the darkened skies of my desire,

A weeping trail of raindrops to fill the reservoir of the soul, spirit running; lost in dreams of you,

A river in full spate, swollen by the sundered dam of the heavens,

Flowing with a poignant touch of joy,

A bittersweet cloud of memories pushed by the gale force wind of my thoughts,

Yet it careens with a majestic splendour over the soaring heights,

The rugged reverent magniloquence of the cliffs which forms your passions,

Airborne and free of its bed of leashed desire,

Colouring the air with a russet blush of rainbow mist,

To plunge into the gaping womb of the earth,

Where comfort is found in the solace of her gloaming embrace...

The breaking storm of your love, as with her beauty, invading the shadows of my heart,

As the breath of life invades and course through my lungs...

A gleaming jewel set like a luminous star within my soul,

Where the trace of your smile is a golden aura, shining bright...

FOR your will is my heart,

The link which holds the spirit of my soul,

The bond which stirs the beating of my heart,

The food which feeds the hunger of my mind,

The breath which animates this form of mortal flesh...

Passion...

Desire...

Love...

Does not lose its luster for being buried in the dark,

Its beauty survives like the bright shining heart of a star,

Or a deep breath...

Filling the lungs with life giving air,

The rise of the chest as the heart beats within your breast,

The channel of love flowing like a drug through your blood...

Know this then,

That you are not just a visitor to my heart, to touch and blow away on the whimsy of the wind,

Or fade away as time marches on,

Know that my heart is home and hearth, within which you will live for an eternity,

For your presence assails me, voice warm and sensuously soft; an arousing brush of seduction,

Each syllable of each word you utter, a silken wave of desire wrapping my body in bliss,

Palpitating my heart with the silent whisper of your soul,

Stroking my passion with the exquisitely divine caress of your spirit,

Love flowering in all its voluptuous glory; unfolding to gift me the candy sweet touch of your lips,

Eyes a wondrous beacon of delight within which lies the sultry promise of your touch,

A touch which lies wedded behind the soporific veil of dreams, yet married in the living heat of our flesh,

Body to body...

Our passion a roseate glow dimming the light of the day, and brightening the blue-grey darkness of the night,

Passion of a deep and profound wonder which transforms as it cherish,

Laced with the unshakable foundation of our affections, carrying as it does the budding seeds of desire,

The kindled fire of passion causing a surge of warmth to blossoming within the heart...

Where the ship called devotion sets sail into the clear blue ocean of the sky,

An aquamarine jewel which sparkles and glows, spanning the breadth of my unspoken dreams,

Cerulean depths mirroring the breath of my desire,

Formless vapours; the clouds coalescing before the windblown passion of my heart,

Moved by the turning axis of the earth, fed by the starlight glimmer of your smile,

 The moonlit wonder of your soul...

It moves me,

The glowing spirit of your touch,

It soothes me...

The void between the stars resounds to the rhythm of your name,

Driven by celestial winds, it echoes like the sweet taste of sunshine within my soul,

Of comfort....

Shaped clouds of bliss, like the wings of an angel come to lift me into an eternal realm of enchantment,

Where the golden aura of the sun, is a sheer gown of light which clothes the beauty of your flesh,

And the argent gleam of the moonlight flows like silvered strands of silk from midst the shadows of your hair,

Where dreams are more than wishes, and hope lies in the succulent touch of your lips,

And where the river of my obsession, comes to rest within the welcoming embrace of your arms...

LIKE dappled sunshine streaming through the windows of the soul,

A stream of light pure as the winds of time,glittering like a thousand stars cast shimmering in the dark silence of the night... The night giving form to the insubstantial vapours of hope; a bed of yearning anticipation enveloping one close in the midnight awakenings of dreams...

Dreams like a river of deep enchantment flowing through the mind,

A river of sensuous pleasures blanketing the heart,

Rising like mist off the waters of my hunger, to shroud the soul in the languid folds of temptation,

To travel the passionate currents of your desire...

A breath of air sweet as a kiss,

A kiss that caresses with an embracing and light touch, travelling the charted course of the spirit,

A flaming brand of starlight, lodging like an incandescent ball deep within the heart...

Embraced in the satiny folds of sleep...

A streaming billow of clouds strung like canvas sails across the blue vault of the heavens,

Or the gossamer dreams of stars made manifest in the golden light of the day,

Wherein you'll find that the repository of my soul,

Lies within the sanctity of your heart...

                                                                                       Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton

                                                                                        01/04/2011