Dream Girl

Pretty eyes & pretty smile,
She charms everyone in the room.
Soft & sweet or bold & sassy,
She knows their eyes are on her, too.

Then she turns those eyes to me,
Cheeks go pink & breathing catches.
It takes only that to push her back,
To dark delights & satisfaction.

Flushing skin & pretty thighs,
She surrenders all to me there.
Courageous pet or teasing temptress,
I torment her with tender love and care.

But for now  with all eyes on her,
Blushing cheeks & squirming shy,
She takes the place where she belongs,
In my heart & by my side.

This Man of Mine

I love the way he moves,
With sunlight in his hair,
Sometimes awkward,
Often arrogant,
I read his mood there.

His laughter carries joy,
That rolls and frolics so free.
Foolish and wicked and bright,
Deep and warm with delight,
I love to wrap it around me.

I love the way his eyes shine,
A brown so dark and warm.
With hints of gold,
And sometimes green,
Their depths keep me safe from harm.

He tends my spirit with gentle hands,
And gives me room to shine.
In my weakest times,
In all my glories,
I love this man of mine.

They Watch

Do not despair, young sailor,
For the Goddess watches.
She is the Wind in your sails,
She’s the Might of the Waves.

Do not fear, young hunter,
For the God watches.
He is the stalking Wolf,
He’s the Stag that is hunted.

Do not fear, young maiden,
For the God watches.
His the Rush of Spring,
He’s the Blush of Purity.

Do not fear, young mother,
For the Goddess watches.
She is with you in the Pain of Childbirth,
She’s the Laugh of a Newborn Child.

Do not fear, young children,
For the God and Goddess watch.
They are the Embrace of Family,
They’re the Brightness of Youth.

Do not fear, young lovers,
For the God and Goddess watch.
They have experienced your Great Rite,
And they know your hearts.

So in all things,
Look to Them.
They are there,
If only you will see.
You are never alone, young ones,
For They will ever watch.

She Comes

In the distance,

A thrumming rhythm grows.

And in the east,

A mighty wind blows.

This is the coming,

Of the balancer of worlds.

This is her calling,

To all that wakened before.

A lovely creature,

Dwelling in light and night.

A solitary soul,

Who claims neither as her right.

She brings peace,

As she walks these worlds.

Connecting those,

Whose worlds draw away.

Unfortunately for us,

She cannot ever stay.

So away she flies,

With the setting of the sun,

And falls like rain,

Into the arms of the one.

The only one to tie her down.

The only one to share her crown.

The only one to follow her, To the worlds in which she walks.

Pulse: Earth Dance

I can feel the beat,
Like a pulse of some large beast,
As it pounds beneath my feet.

I can feel a sigh
As it rushes across my face,
Like the breath of a lover.

The smell is thick and sweet
As it surrounds me,
Sweeter than any perfume.

The world comes to life
And invites me to join,
Add my pulse to its own.

There is power here,
In this place of peace
Where faery dreams still dance.

And while I’m here,
I too shall dance
And loose all time and place.

But time returns always,
And the Earth recedes,
To once more spin lazily.

I return to my life,
Where magic is not real,
And do my duty in this world.

But never will I forget
The heartbeat of the Earth,
Or the dancing of Its soul.

My love, My life

When life seems to be a tunnel,
You are my light at the end.
When I feel alone in a crowded room,
You smile at me and it’s only us two.
When I feel that all my strength is gone,
Your spirit carries me through.

Mo ghra, Mo bheatha.
My love, My life.

The very sound of your voice,
Makes my heart beat lighter.
The simple mention of your name,
And I can’t stop smiling.
The light in your beautiful brown eyes,
Lets me know everything will be okay.

Mo ghra, Mo bheatha.
My love, My life.

Before there was you,
I couldn’t believe in love.
Before there was you,
I didn’t know how safety felt.
Before there was you,
I wouldn’t believe in forever.

Mo ghra, Mo bheatha.
My love, My life.

You taught me about love,
And that anyone can find it.
You taught me about safety,
And I found it in your arms.
You taught me about forever,
And with you it isn’t long enough.

Mo ghra, Mo bheatha.

Late Nights with Dimitri

She was finally able to shut down. Her work was done for the night. She glanced at the clock and sighed. No use wincing at midnight anymore, she saw it all too often. The only problem was he came to her if she was not careful. No, she couldn’t let herself think that way. If she thought of him, he would come, and she wouldn’t find rest until nearly sunrise. Then she would sleep when she should be awake. She walked to her room, loosing clothes as she went. Oh, it would be so nice to stretch out to sleep rather than sitting up in that uncomfortable chair. But it was necessary. She sat at the big bulky PC every night, writing paragraphs and responses for a credit in a class that she didn’t want to take anyway. When she reached her room, she unconsciously grabbed the slim laptop from the dresser where she had put it when she got home from work. She sat it on the floor next to her bed. He was coming, but she didn’t know. She curved into sleep, wrapped around a body pillow like a lover. Even though it was completely dark and silent but for the things that are never silent in the night, she lay awake, unable to sleep. She was exhausted, her eyes slipping shut only to fly open again for no good reason. Oh, yes, he was coming, but she couldn’t let him. She had to fight it. She could feel her heart pounding behind her eyes. He was coming and there was no way to stop him. Finally, throwing herself away from the pillow, she reached and pulled. Slowly, her fingers began to play over him, almost timidly. Then, in an indiscernible moment, they sped up, no longer able to abide by the pace she set. It was like they had a mind of their own. They wouldn’t be content to be idle at such a time.

“Dimitri.” Oh! Had she said that out loud? What did it matter? There was no one else around. Her heart began to pound more quickly. Even though she knew she shouldn’t, she continued, excitement slowly making her forget what she wasn’t supposed to be doing. Oh, she’d remember later, especially when the lack of sleep caught up with her, and she’d be angry for allowing herself to do it again. But for now, there was only the pleasure. The feeling was one she knew well. She could have closed her eyes, and still, perfection. She knew what she would see when she opened them again, so confident was she. Her fingers moved faster and there was the sound of air whooshing. The heat was unreal in her lap. She knew she shouldn’t, she should be asleep, preparing for the day ahead. But no, she was with Dimitri. It went on for hours, but felt like seconds, then it would turn around, and seconds would pass at the speed of hours. It was glorious, this feeling of freedom, this ache within her fulfilled. She couldn’t have described it, even though she had a way with words. She didn’t have to describe it because it was only for her. Her and Dimitri. She was glowing from it, her heart swelling. Still, she knew the end was near and she faced it with both excited relief and tormented sadness. When it finally came, she sat a moment staring. She knew that this would be the last time with Dimitri for a while, she could feel it. But she needed time, and they had nothing but what had just passed between them. Slowly, painfully so, she reached out again, put it away. She touched the top of the laptop, tracing with her fingers what she couldn’t see in the darkness, tracing what was etched in the top. Dimitri.