tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76268586080031185032024-02-07T09:58:32.533-05:00Sleeping to Dreama love/hate storyPaulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.comBlogger171125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-11685954853151400052015-12-26T18:56:00.000-05:002015-12-26T18:56:32.530-05:00dizzy (possibilities)we live...<br />
(that's what we call it)<br />
waiting for life to be fair<br />
hands out, begging<br />
blinders securely fastened<br />
pretending we're powerless<br />
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holding back<br />
building walls<br />
setting boundaries<br />
fearful of what will happen<br />
if we let go...<br />
if we stop being afraid<br />
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be the puppeteer, not the puppet<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-62373687691487467472015-08-09T11:20:00.000-04:002015-08-09T11:20:43.141-04:00glint of light<div style="text-align: left;">
we are a glint of light</div>
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visitors in paradise</div>
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we are hope embodied</div>
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following the soft whisper</div>
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along the long winding road</div>
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leading to your heart</div>
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ever gentle footfalls</div>
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afraid to wake myself</div>
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that this dream may end</div>
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we are a glint of light</div>
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visitors in paradise</div>
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we are love everlasting</div>
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...and you have always been</div>
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my beautiful undiscovered destiny<br />
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Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-68086063524457885222014-11-25T13:58:00.001-05:002014-11-25T13:58:35.017-05:00enough<div>
I can't kiss you</div>
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deeply enough</div>
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I can only imagine</div>
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words that melt</div>
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me into you</div>
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I waited</div>
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so long for you</div>
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I breakdown</div>
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knowing...realising</div>
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my truth lives</div>
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in your touch</div>
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Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-13642530083800361122014-11-20T14:38:00.000-05:002014-11-20T14:38:47.805-05:00the wayit's in the way<br />
the stars light the night<br />
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in the way<br />
your hands fits in mine<br />
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in the way<br />
our two lights shone brightest<br />
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with all the possibilities<br />
that exist in the infinite universe<br />
we managed to find our way<br />
(blindfolded)<br />
and against all odds...<br />
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it's in the way<br />
the stars light the night<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-39519814295214578512014-08-14T12:36:00.000-04:002014-08-15T08:35:03.453-04:00open me upcut me open<br />
you will read<br />
all the words<br />
meant to be<br />
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scribbled on scraps<br />
tattered and torn<br />
pages never meant to be felt<br />
black as the ink that pours from me<br />
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tear me apart<br />
you will see<br />
all the dreams<br />
that used to be<br />
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escaping the chains<br />
left out in the cold<br />
my most beautiful horrors<br />
the demons that roam my empty halls<br />
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open me up...I dare you<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-68028703917769594872014-08-11T15:13:00.000-04:002014-08-11T15:13:42.560-04:00delicate (not soft)woven from breath<br />
as real as a secret<br />
never uttered<br />
truth is ruthless<br />
an unforgiving lover<br />
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fear and faith<br />
crushed by mortar and pestle<br />
blended, we are (forever)<br />
diaphanous and dangerous<br />
as subtle as dynamite<br />
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I am delicate<br />
I am not soft<br />
bent<br />
to the point of breaking<br />
exactly what I needed<br />
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there is beauty<br />
on this killing floor<br />
buried beneath the midnight<br />
the pain is alive (and unwell)<br />
keeping me in restraints<br />
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scars upon scars<br />
trying hard to heal<br />
keep your fingers<br />
from my rusty cage<br />
I bite out of instinct<br />
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I am weak<br />
I am not fragile<br />
broken<br />
to the point of letting go<br />
exactly what I needed<br />
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slings and arrows<br />
real and imagined<br />
pain brought to light<br />
giving up control<br />
to save (what's left of) my life<br />
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taken from shaking hands<br />
searching for my salvation<br />
tired of running on empty<br />
finding rapture in release<br />
my hope lives in your eyes<br />
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I am delicate<br />
I am not soft<br />
bent<br />
to the point of breaking<br />
you are...exactly what I needed<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-35152721059084029052014-06-13T19:35:00.000-04:002014-06-13T19:35:33.869-04:00no mysterybreath<br />
warming<br />
skin<br />
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lying<br />
beside<br />
you<br />
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desire<br />
overwhelms<br />
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tongue<br />
slowly<br />
tracing<br />
delicate<br />
lines<br />
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there is no mystery<br />
lips have memory<br />
this is magic<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-27185081970514680742014-05-08T11:48:00.000-04:002014-05-08T11:51:33.351-04:00my angelslipping<br />
through<br />
our fingers<br />
caught<br />
as we fall<br />
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words<br />
perfect love story<br />
from the lips of an angel<br />
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close<br />
your eyes<br />
my heart<br />
beats now<br />
for(ever) you<br />
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dreams<br />
unimaginable<br />
from the love of an angel<br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;">life is long<br />the path is winding<br />lit by strings of stars<br />and I will have your hand to hold...my angel</span><br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-61795294537931392192014-04-28T16:41:00.000-04:002014-04-28T16:41:27.739-04:00magneticdrawn<br />
to you<br />
flesh magnetic<br />
the way<br />
your touch<br />
haunts my sleep<br />
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caught<br />
by you<br />
voodoo magic<br />
the way<br />
your kiss<br />
stays on my lips<br />
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lost<br />
in you<br />
compass broke<br />
the way<br />
your heart<br />
leads me home<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-71138226877505424662014-04-09T17:45:00.000-04:002014-04-09T17:45:54.386-04:00linesmemories<br />
carved<br />
into flesh<br />
scarred<br />
(under) skin<br />
temporary<br />
yet forever<br />
healing<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-37556343713922221372014-04-03T11:22:00.000-04:002014-04-03T11:22:35.082-04:00obliviousslowly we sway<br />
rocking gently<br />
moved by a melody<br />
we alone hear<br />
hips moving in time<br />
to our heartbeat<br />
<br />
sliding silently<br />
barely breathing<br />
skin on skin<br />
sensing the rhythm<br />
<br />
stars above us<br />
form a ceiling<br />
we dance beneath<br />
bathed in unearthly glow<br />
beautifully oblivious<br />
to the sweltering moonlight<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-8463149199113599352014-02-01T18:20:00.000-05:002014-02-01T18:20:34.793-05:00(camera) obscura<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">shadows float</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">invisible</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;"> against the </span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">backdrop of the </span><span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">slate grey night</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">living in light</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">slow dancing </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">safely hidden beneath the sultry breath of twilight</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">love passes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">through us</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">like ghosts through the walls of a crumbling mansion</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">camera obscura</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">dreams come (true)</span><br />
filtered through the blind lens of a heart in love<br />
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close your eyes and listen to the quiet...<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">lost in light</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">consumed by night</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">living on the brink</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;">no trick of light (or dark) can save you now</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'Droid Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.9999942779541px;"><br /></span>Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-32566803637498754862014-01-13T11:51:00.002-05:002014-01-13T11:51:46.138-05:00(return to) ozwe are<br />
headed for oz<br />
a point in the distance<br />
unknown and invisible<br />
immeasurable by time or miles<br />
<br />
pull back the curtain<br />
<br />
we are<br />
space and time<br />
loss of memory/pain<br />
perfect and improbable<br />
dreams and reality coexist<br />
<br />
mind, heart and soul<br />
<br />
we are<br />
finally home<br />
here, now and forever<br />
immutable and immortal<br />
love and hunger overtake us<br />
<br />
there's no place like home...<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-89541439311415169572013-10-29T21:35:00.001-04:002013-10-29T21:35:46.513-04:00broken clockbring me home<br />
from this place<br />
far away from you<br />
take my heart<br />
make it yours<br />
<br />
no more darkness<br />
no more fear<br />
no more fading away<br />
<br />
bring me home<br />
wrapped in love<br />
safe and warm with you<br />
take my hand<br />
make it yours<br />
<br />
no more darkness<br />
no more fear<br />
no more fading away<br />
<br />
bring me home<br />
to fix the clock<br />
days pass too slowly<br />
take this time<br />
make it ours<br />
<br />
no more darkness<br />
no more fear<br />
no more fading away<br />
<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-25816235047489685832013-10-20T22:00:00.001-04:002013-10-20T22:00:36.534-04:00feversheets wet<br />
soaked through<br />
with our lust<br />
back arched<br />
velvety skin<br />
causing my delirium<br />
gliding touch<br />
anointed by your lips<br />
voice low<br />
unable to speak<br />
above a whisper<br />
eyes transfixed on you<br />
fingers tangled<br />
in your wet hair<br />
arms and legs<br />
tied in a lovers knot<br />
slipping ever further<br />
deeper into you<br />
biting and scratching<br />
feverish with hunger<br />
tasting the need in your kiss<br />
we move in unison<br />
bodies lubed with desire<br />
harder and faster<br />
we rise and fall<br />
crashing again and again<br />
out of our control<br />
we fall over the edge<br />
collapsing<br />
breathless<br />
hands clasped<br />
eyes stinging from sweat<br />
gaze and lips locked...<br />
as I breathe my love into you<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-67647682527760543382013-10-13T22:15:00.000-04:002013-10-13T22:15:04.184-04:00angelmy view endless<br />
horizon meets ocean<br />
wide and blue<br />
I see dreams<br />
floating among the clouds<br />
the sky wide open<br />
<br />
flying high<br />
no effort<br />
above it all<br />
<div>
on fragile wings</div>
stronger with every beat<br />
of our heart<br />
<br />
my angel whispers to me...<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-59213565760883216352013-09-29T21:49:00.000-04:002013-09-29T21:49:07.497-04:00painless...(sort of)love<br />
creeps in<br />
slowly taking over<br />
replacing all that came before<br />
<br />
beautiful parasite<br />
surviving and thriving<br />
on a deeply buried host<br />
cowering in the darkest corner of my heart<br />
<br />
feeding off fear<br />
sated by indecision<br />
foraging a nearly dead soul<br />
for the smallest broken pieces of me<br />
<br />
digging in my debris<br />
soaking up my wasted tears<br />
feeding on the residual damage<br />
slowly devouring all that would do me harm<br />
<br />
weak but stronger everyday<br />
your love slowly starving the pain...<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-42548778503528956972013-09-24T21:22:00.001-04:002013-09-24T21:22:27.078-04:00watching it burnflames lick the night sky...<br />
I stand, with bloodshot eyes<br />
stinging smoke obscuring my vision<br />
watching the life I've known<br />
burn to the ground<br />
<br />
smoldering words and wasted time<br />
damage makes perfect kindling<br />
...the flames begin to flicker<br />
waiting for the winds of change<br />
to ignite the embers buried deep within<br />
<br />
your heart...a lightning strike<br />
giving the blaze purpose<br />
slowly, the flames build<br />
dancing and teasing my darkness<br />
tasting the fuel, ready to explode<br />
<br />
this beautiful wildfire<br />
now raging out of control<br />
incinerating everything in it's path<br />
all that came before reduced to ashes<br />
it won't be missed<br />
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<br /></div>
help me burn it down...<br />
<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-84443984346937370592013-09-22T21:26:00.001-04:002013-10-03T13:37:09.285-04:00beside youtattered<br />
under repair<br />
words (or emotions)<br />
never minced<br />
lost...again<br />
in thoughts of you<br />
raging hard<br />
against the night<br />
knowing<br />
in my heart<br />
that when the sun rises<br />
you will be lying beside me<br />
<br />
missing<br />
everything<br />
about you<br />
dreaming<br />
as hard as I can<br />
wanting only to touch you<br />
to taste the sweetness<br />
of your kiss<br />
to feel the warmth<br />
of your skin on mine<br />
knowing<br />
in my heart...<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-15018621780320686492013-09-09T20:41:00.002-04:002013-09-09T20:41:55.371-04:00taste it (insatiable)night falls<br />
stealing the light<br />
from the sky<br />
<br />
my appetite stirs<br />
<br />
want (you)<br />
becomes<br />
need (you)<br />
<br />
desire rises<br />
impossible to contain<br />
the beast within cries out for...<br />
<br />
touch<br />
taste<br />
scent<br />
<br />
I crave<br />
trembling hands<br />
fingers that melt the flesh<br />
<br />
drawing you to me<br />
inside isn't close enough<br />
we become one to ease the hunger<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-73726798056754581082013-09-08T18:02:00.000-04:002013-09-08T18:02:16.292-04:00after darkin dreams<br />
I see you<br />
in the distance<br />
shimmering<br />
through waves<br />
of dancing heat<br />
so close<br />
so far away<br />
<br />
my hands<br />
have memory<br />
they can't forget<br />
the warmth<br />
I can feel you<br />
lying beside me<br />
my fingers tracing<br />
contours of you<br />
<br />
electricity<br />
in your touch<br />
delicate danger<br />
on your wet lips<br />
sweet as wine<br />
eyes shine<br />
dark as night<br />
I come undone...<br />
<br />
I can taste your sweet kiss even in my sleep<br />
<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-40257789307214957112013-08-09T21:25:00.000-04:002013-08-09T21:31:59.655-04:00wandering (on the mountaintop)at the top<br />
looking down<br />
<br />
the trail winds and meanders<br />
lost in waking dreams of you<br />
<br />
the weather doesn't seem so beastly<br />
nor the distance so great<br />
<br />
there's a piece of me<br />
that refuses to believe<br />
<br />
clever<br />
I may be<br />
magical<br />
you are<br />
<br />
we...are...mythical<br />
<br />
there's a fire that burns inside me<br />
and only you know how to fan those flames<br />
<br />
burn baby burn<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-62073094031484615852013-07-17T21:41:00.000-04:002013-07-17T21:41:20.988-04:00the cusphorizon<br />
dead ahead<br />
looming large<br />
drawing me<br />
ever forward<br />
<br />
behind me<br />
darkness<br />
casting a pall<br />
trying to mute<br />
this (screaming) heart<br />
<br />
horizon...dead ahead<br />
<br />
my life<br />
on the edge<br />
twisting in the wind<br />
in the distance<br />
I see the light<br />
<br />
dizzy, laughing<br />
I run, propelled<br />
faster and faster<br />
a thousand lifetimes<br />
awaiting me in your arms<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-85376460803788082412013-06-21T21:13:00.003-04:002013-06-21T21:13:49.127-04:00small hoursdarkness<br />
<br />
breath<br />
comes fast<br />
<br />
imagining<br />
your eyes<br />
and the way<br />
your body<br />
fits (perfectly)<br />
against mine<br />
<br />
the taste<br />
of your lips<br />
the touch<br />
of your hand<br />
<br />
my mind<br />
running wild<br />
unable<br />
to form<br />
lucid thought<br />
<br />
as your kiss<br />
has it's way<br />
with my soul<br />
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<br />Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17954741659771514651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626858608003118503.post-63545295436985147352013-06-19T20:43:00.002-04:002013-06-19T20:43:59.103-04:00all is rightwhen the wind is right<br />
I can hear your voice<br />
echoed in my thoughts<br />
whispering like an angel<br />
<br />
when the light is right<br />
I can see your shadow<br />
float through my window<br />
dancing across the wall<br />
<br />
when the night is right<br />
I can hear our footfalls<br />
as we spin across the room<br />
your hip beneath my hand<br />
<br />
when my mind is right<br />
I can feel you next to me<br />
the warmth of your skin<br />
haunting my fingertips<br />
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when the time is right...<br />
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