amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:53
Your embrace's strength moves me,
holds me, ensures me it is mine.
No mistaking the brush of skin,
No accidents made in love,
A lover's touch pulls you in.
poetry
amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:47
Me corri hasta ti.
con el oscuro de la noche
con el olor de tu sudor
con el amor moviendo me a dolor.
Mi primer, mi ultimo,
tu solo y nunca mas,
la idea me mueve a paz.
No sabiamos cuantos anos
nos hemos esperado,
pero nunca mas pasaremos
tiempo desperado.
poetry
amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:41
Dancing notes, flavored air.
Escucha bien and know I'm there.
Don't be lonely, don't be alarmed
Wrap yourself in the music
and soon you're in my arms.
poetry
amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:39
It moves my heart to palpitate~
enrapturing irregularity.
one beat out of turn invites
sensation to all extremities.
Sensations mirrored
by the harmonized sugar
dancing in my ears.
poetry
amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:37
My presence is that with which I come
I'm watched by others while missed by some,
but my tongue is tipped and ready in mind
You'll know I'm coming and I'm sure you'll find-
My grace and class are truerer and shine
poetry
amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:34
With bright colors blarring,
and strong winds of change
Stepping forth before testing
if they are ready for me.
I am ready,
It is my time,
For begining my path, chosen by me!
It takes great force to stop a river.
Bathing in the fresh waters
of life, years after its delivery-
diving in after years of waiting.
poetry
amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:29
Strength, engolfing arms,
The reassurance they exist.
No confusion, only certainty.
they are meant for you.
Mint on my tongue,
gift from a new place.
hold still, soak it in,
nameless, sweet enjoyment.
poetry
amberlizbut
Feb 06, 2007 18:23
The wine intertwined in the fibers of my towel
the bare breasted women creating tomatoes of their own.
The tide rolls in, the tide rolls out
And it's angry carressing pulls on the beach,
It cuts through the rocks while the girls show their chests.
So comical and lovely is life at its best.
poetry