In my dreams
I make love to you
A thousand times-

Under crimson sunsets
And silvery moons
On bleak sun-baked desert sands
Or drenched with ferns
In soft warm summer rains.

Exhausted, we melt together
On snow-capped mountains
The white ice all around us
Heated by a raging fire
And love...

With passionate kisses
Under shimmering waterfalls
And dark cool caverns of
Volcanic ash...

Cuddled together
Behind curtains
In narrow white bunks
We rumble in passenger trains,
To exciting new locations.

Nervously wrapped together
In the dark, under blankets
Across airline seats
Over oceans.

In tents and cabins
And treehuts
And finely decorated
Rococo suites.

On soft carpets,
And warm earth
And the cool stone
Of ancient castles and cathedrals.

Around us we hear
The soft whisper
Of exotic languages,
Or the rustle of animals,
Or water, or wind,
Or silence...

Enwrapped in each other
Our souls converse
Their own private,
Eternal wisdom

A thousand ways...

Can it be

That I am a stranger

Even to myself

Can it be

That I thought I was someone

While everyone else knew different

And is it possible to wear a mask

That hides the truth

Even from ourselves

And if this be the case

Is there a way to learn

How to shed this mask

And face the truth

You might have loved me

If you had known me

If you had ever known my mind

If you would have walked

Through my dreams and Memories

Who knows what Treasures

You might have found

Yes, you might have loved me

If you had known me

If you had only

Taken the time

Where will I go

When there's no where to go

But away from you

What will I say

When everythings been said

But we're through

What lies ahead

When it all lies behind

But the memories

Will I have the strength

To wipe the tear from my eye

To give one last hug

And whisper "good-bye"

Silent Flight

Passion so consuming that only a whisper

Can express the emotions

Boiling over inside a body filled

With longing to release

The bonds of earth and take silent flight.

Desire so wanton that only moans

Can utter the ancient craving

Locked so tightly in a prison of flesh

That cries for freedom

To sail over dungeon walls in silent flight.

Love so devoted that only a touch

From the hand of the keeper of all it's secrets

Can give it reason to continue to exist

And a heart reason to soar

Like wings of angels in silent flight.

Across the breadth and depth of all that's known

Above the things that shadowed dreams

And shattered hopes of past tomorrows

Your love and guidance have raised me up

To places never known by mortal man

And I've touched them all in silent flight.

I am including here on my page a poem written for me by a dear friend.
What do I say to one who can see me this way?....no words can express my feelings..
Thank you Poet of Myst...for seeing in me what others may not...smiles

~Kelleyanne~

Emotion's golden glow bathes her body,
Warming her skin with pond like embrace
Stirring her soul with splash and ripple
And making her feel the world so deep.....

Even the stars rain upon her in showers
Each stars's flicker rippling her so sweet
Splashing tears upon her cheeks for beauty
And giving her awe before the world's mystique...

But since emotions do flow two ways
As loss, and pleasure, do both touch deep
She's forever easing her soul with goodness
And loving the softer things in life complete

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