Woman Of Old

its Sunday and i can feel the cold winter air outside my window
as i turned to look behold a cold breeze swoops by.
a cold sensation flows down my spines
yes indeed there is winter outside my doorstep.
in spite of this cold and shivery air
i feel a warmth
an undieing warmth so pure and true
so intense and clean
as i turn to look
it was a warmth of a goddess, an angel, a woman
next to me with a smile on her face
and says smoothly, calmly, peacefully
come back to bed
i look at her and feels like shes dreaming
stretching forth her hands to my shoulders
opens her eyes and pulls me back to lean on
my back
her scent is no vivid and true
the scent of a goddess
her smile like a thousand arrows
piercing every inch of my body
soul and spirit
her body is like the morning dew
her skin as soft as the early days
of a new born baby
her twin mountains stands perfect like nothing
i ve seen before
her legs smooth and clean
they stand perfect like the goddess of war
oh her skin as bright as the blazing sun of olden
she lies on my bed with her crystal body
on mine and all i can ask myself is she mine ??
her leg entwine with mine perfectly
damn i cant think straight
my body wont move
muscles wont budge
eyes wont roll
has she cast a spell on me ?
am i in trance?
can it be broken is all i ask myself
her silky Goldilocks hair brushes against my face
and the sweet lavender that flows
out sends my mind straight to paradise
am i in wonderland
cos if am in i don't want to wake...

Bleeding Heart

I will give anything just so you know me,

see me and realize how much you mean to me.

I have for a long time longed to know you so much that it eats me up,

send shivers to my spine and controls the very essence of my existence at the

very mention of your name or a glimpse of your face when you walk by.

I have been wondering when you will move from my dreams

and become a reality even so my mind can’t comprehend

the thought, the sound of your voice like springs of living water,

your smile, like nothing i have ever seen, your body,,,

damn your skin like an Irish cream on cold winter, so tender,

so unimaginably intense with the gravity of life itself.

I have heard of the myths and legends of ancient past never

believing in them until I laid eyes on you, eyes that see the very soul when looked at,

I have seen the very fabric of your soul and you have become

my Pocahontas, my warrior, my greatest treasure.

It’s been hard for me to admit the thought i have for you cos my heart

yearns for you every time I hear you whisper. If i should fall,

it should be in the bosom of your heart cos that’s the place I long for.

I have searched for a day like this when my heart would stop at the

very mention of your name and now that I have,

I am like Alice in wonderland not knowing what to do.

I have skipped countless heart beats, run across deserts,

and plunged in waterfalls but never, never felt an attraction so

intense so immense that life itself means nothing.

Truly life seems so empty without you in it,

the picture blurs each and every day without you in it.

No amount of tears can fill my eyes or that of water to

quench my thirst cos I thirst of you. I need more of you in my life.

You can see my heart beating and you know I am terrified,

my very soul shivers at the thought of you,

I can’t seem to understand why, why do I feel this way towards you

and why do I bleed, why do I bleed so hard......