Fly With Me!!!

How many times have I said, my friends are family to me.  It is a thought that brings me to tears at times.

I can only say that my family…my blood relatives-would not be the friends I would have.  I was born into a family-with some pretty wonderful parents.  It is the blood siblings that have turned dark and evil.  They are individuals who care only for themselves.  Money has become their God-Hypocrisy their way of life.  

I used to have this deep hate inside me for them.  They did their best to drown me-kill my life-destroy me.  They failed.  I always thought it was only one-it turned out-it was all of them.  The bright light-ONE-had the courage to tell me the truth; confront a possible wrath from me.  When she finally said something to me; I found myself relieved.  I wasn’t mad-I was in a kind of shock!!  How can any human being be so filled with vile intentions-evil!!

It is not up to me to forgive.  I am not God.  I will remember because now I know who my enemies are.  Now, I am empty of feelings for them.  I am re-born.

Everyone pays for their sins. 

MSM June 2013

This morning I woke
I watched your face
Your eyes moved
I wondered what it was you were dreaming…

MSM©APR 2013

Day slowly closes and night begins

The sounds of desire begin

Slowly strong arms encircle my body

Hands with clever fingers finding my rhythm

Soft lips feeding upon my naked throat

Awakening visceral responses throughout my body

Soft breaths soon become ragged

As animal instincts take over

No longer is it a romantic interlude

The darkening of the skin and eyes tell another story

Fingers now digging into skin

Moans turn into growls

Lips bitten drawing blood

The sound of blood thundering in my ears

Bodies are now melting into one another

A feeding frenzy of lust

Culminating with throaty voices

As sweat covered bodies lay upon one another

Soon the breathing levels out

The sounds of desire begin anew…

©MSM APR 2013

My love dies only when the sun

Rises in the west and sets in the east

When the mountains grow into the depths of the earth

As the seas disappear from the earth to float above us

Only then will my earthly love die

But then my heavenly love begins…

©MSM MAR 2013

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It is early morning

Softly we wake

With murmured endearments

It is the favorite part of our day

Those moments layered

Between the hours of night and dawn

Magical moments which fill our bodies

Whispers of touches upon our skin

Remain etched forever in our memories

Your arms encircle my body as I nestle closer

You shelter me within your embrace

A blanket of love

Inter-woven with each soft breath

Are the touches of fingertips tracing

Patterns of fire upon each other’s skin

Between the hours of night and dawn

In whispered magical moments

Are the dreams that become our reality

MSM ©DEC 30, 2012

Darkness approaches

My eyes see the flickering 

of shadows

Or is it my imagination taking flight?

The nights have filled 

with dark thoughts

Restless movements-uneasy sleep

My body in angst-needing release

It is now that I realize

Those shadows are thoughts 

that dare not surface during the light of day

Morbid thoughts-dark thoughts

They come out to play with my emotions

During the less guarded moments of the night

Feeding on my fears of the future and those of the present

The early morning hours

The shadows start to fade

As the sounds of the morning doves bring 

welcome relief

Signaling the start of a new day

MSM©Sept 2012

The darkness is approaching

You can see it from far away

It was only grayness earlier but now…NOW it is black and approaching rapidly

Another year is burning out

Another block of time; seconds lost with each breath we take

Some took advantage of those seconds while others slept the time away

The world turned in on itself this year

Each day filled with worldwide anxiety

Wars both economic and flesh-were front line items

Political debates were mired in pretended outrage

While the population cried with frustration and pain

The rich grew richer; the poor-well they just survived

Hope intermingled with despair

Children slept innocent dreams

While their parents cried the night away

The Almighty was invoked many times over

In all the languages which could be spoken

It is not known if He heard

However; the passing of each day

There is a glimmer of hope which grows

More and more seem willing to listen

My gaze goes to the sunrise

The sun brightens the day

A new year has been born

MSM ©DEC 30, 2012

There is a glistening

Moisture felt in the soul

An ache in the heart

Loneliness starts this way

You think that it will pass

Instead it grows

You fight and fight

Hoping that the forced gaiety

Will drown that growing darkness

For a time-it may water it down

Shades of grey-almost clear

Your face wears a pasted smile

It is a cancer without a cure

The silence of it kills

It feeds on your need

It feeds on mine….

©cb July 2012

How beautiful it is to find someone who asks for nothing but your well-being. (Arabic saying)

Song Bird

The songbirds are at it again

Singing only the way that they can

They sing of happiness as I can detect no sadness

They sing of love as they are responding to each other

It seems that my life is like this now - singing all the time

Not filled with any sorrow or pain or regrets

But a song which fills my soul and comes from the heart

It is a song of love - of happiness

© cb-may 2012

Names are whispered softly in the darkness

Such tenderness unabashed with a love so true

The heart pounds like the waves crashing upon the shore

They vibrate and stir my very soul

It answers in kind to that whisper so tender

Reaching a crescendo ending in a roar

No games are played here in this twilight

It takes but a moment for arousal between us

A soft breath, a tender touch lingering upon the skin

My name escapes your lips as you meet the skin of my neck

Murmuring endearments; gestures of love

A soft kiss turning carnivorous with lust

A soft sigh escapes me growing into louder groans

As soft caresses are placed upon your head

Soon it is my nails digging into your skin

Our eyes smoky with desire; lips bitten with force

A fire igniting from ashes long thought dead

Scorching both of our skins; assailing our senses

There is a magic in our touch which propels us forward

Deeper into each other with more than just the physical

It is a mystic ritual performed at will

The names whispered are those of yours my love; that of mine

As we are entwined within one another

It can be no other way

It is the last night of an old year

And the dawn of the new one

A promise of things to come

Dec 2011/cb