Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Next Time

Nights filled with cool desert
winds blow, towards me
filled with those bouquets
of your body, that I have now
grown so accustomed to.
My imagination, when away from you
ignites my senses to those heights
of both lust and intoxication.
Your voice corrects my course
in my routes taken between
embrace and kisses.
I will avoid the winds that
take me away from you.


Next time.

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No Secret

What is it you ask, that makes you unique.
What makes this day today, and not yesterday.
What is it, which I see in your eyes
when you look at me, and without
words, ask me what I am thinking.
Do you know, it is no secret and it is no puzzle
what I find unique in your beauty.

I find you inimitable, this place
next to you beyond compare.
I find your arms and touch
totally and unique.

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