I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
The sweetness of the honey comb Belongs to you and you alone The ribbons in the purpled sky Draw from the flashes of your eyes The fragrance of the love you give It makes me long and love to live The passion of the quickening vein Makes me both mad and yet so sane The wildness of the joy within Is blessed with sacred, touched with sin The hungry mouth, the thirsting lips The undulating dancing hips The feet that bring you close to me Take you away, too far to see And yet the tears upon my face Your tender fingertips erase With each new breath, resuscitate My ebbing flow, impending fate Give back to me the meaning of My need to be, my life, my love You are the maestro of every band The world's director with your hand The writer of each song you choose Each line of poetry and it's muse You are my waking and my sleep Wading shallow to dig for deep The discovering scientist, the conquerer, bold The alchemist that makes the gold The royalty upon the throne That reigns this heart once made of stone This heart now pliable in your care That feels the love that wasn't there That knows the difference of lie and true Now that I know.... the truly you My Atlas, lifter of my head When once I thought all my dreams dead The bright sunshine with taste of night The darkness dancing with the light The musical laugh, the mischieveous hint That rarely discloses the secret intent But teases without mercy as you're feigning such meekness And drowns me in love in your oceans of sweetness.