Warmth and Assurance.

Your crystalline eyes remain frozen on mine..
our hands clasped, we embrace under covers.
With our bodies appressed, our heart rates incline,
we’ve always been passionate lovers…

You embed your love deep into my bones,
as I’m frenzied at once with your touch.
This adoration won’t falter by sticks nor by stones,
We admire this love way too much.

Let‘s adjoin our hands, I’ll stay close by your side
as we race down this timeline of life.
A future with you is here, and implied,
No matter our quarrels or strife.

Envisioning love lasting years past the present,
I’m enveloped in warmth and assurance,
That no matter the miles, hardships, and unpleasants,
your kiss is an expected occurrence.

*Amber

Quickly and Simply..

Quickly and simply, you’ve done it once more,
Slipped into my mind, as you have before.
Just a gentle hug and a shy ‘hello’,
And you’re back in my thoughts, as you were long ago.

Our first night together is filled with rapport,
and quickly and simply, you’ve done it once more.
You’ve twisted my mind and left me confused,
but come morning light, once again you’re my muse.

Gentle kisses and limbs intertwined under sheets,
make it hard to resist our intimate heat.
Quickly and simply, you’ve done it once more,
just like in the past, sending chills through my core.

Eternalized in journals, night after night,
You’ll remain on these pages you’ve caused me to write.
You inscrutable man, you’ve left me unsure... of how
quickly and simply, you’ve done it once more.


*Amber

Prose From a Near Insomniac.

          I, at night, have been occupying such a sorrowfully poetic environment that it is nearly impossible and borderline unacceptable for me not to immortalize my encounters, by hand, on bound pages.  I knowingly dove headfirst into a whirlpool of conflicting emotions.  900 miles away resides a man smitten with me; I left him wallowing in the dust of a Volkswagen belonging to a man just a tad more exciting at the moment.  Barreling through Jersey, Delaware, Pennsylvania, Maryland, West Virginia, and Kentucky, I knew no regret.  Something about the driver to my left veiled my conscience.  Was it his spontaneity? His mysterious persona?  The way he put a smile on my face with little to no effort?  I could continue to list the ‘maybes’, but that would be superfluous.   I’m sure the true reason I find myself in his bed nightly, is because I’m aware that I will never enter his heart.  One will always chase what they cannot have, it’s true… So I’ll chalk it up to that.  Either way, Friday’s sunrise will bring a literal half-world separation between us for another year, and I will return home to the man whose love for me will run down his cheeks as I attempt to console him… as I attempt to console myself.  It’s no mystery as to why sleep tends to escape me at night.

*Amber