Lollipops Arch the Sky

 

 

Lollipops arched the sky

Through the course of the day

We leaned into midnight

Hushed pleasingly with its sight

 

The sound of skating

Is through our thoughts

The ornament of each spin

Curves our backs – Statuesque

And then we lied, to rest

 

But as I was almost sleeping

Untying a satin dream

I turned to see a suggestion

You smirked – a soundless mention

 

I closed my eyes, tired, dismissing

But what – with your strong convincing

Your romance is not to fend

And so, to blush

I bend

Today’s Poem: You First

 

You First 

I love you mostly always

Sometimes

When you find me in the air
And pull me down, so strong
You take hold of my hand
And I crave to come along

You lead me to the spot
Where the moon sits
And when I see it with you
It’s as if it glows for just us
You wrap around me like
A favor, a blessing, an option – I could lose

But I want to win

And I begin to love you mostly always

Sometimes

All over again

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the lovely image above is by kelly smith at birdyandme.com.au

Today’s Poem: You Make Me Lovely

       You Make Me Lovely

 

 

A shamble in my mind

And still I find

You make me lovely

 

I’m coming to your beck

For your kiss upon my neck

It’s just another time

You make me lovely

 

I don’t find the exact reason

Never mind the season

Or the day

Work or play

You make me lovely

 

It seems a skill you’ve honed

That fancies me to the bone

The display is in my moan

Ever still and no until

You make me lovely

 

In my party dress

Or a t-shirt and jeans

Analyzing and mellow

Or bursting laughter at the seams

You take it all

And it’s always, lovely

 

When my perfect tresses

Turn artistically wild

When the lady in me caves

And becomes a spoiled child

You never let me go

You hurriedly run and mend

And in your arms of logic

I transcend

And everything about me

Is lovely

Once again

 

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Thee above painting is by Renoir ~*  

 

Today’s Poem: If

 

If

 

If you were a farm boy

I’d hide beside the tree

You’d come to take a break

But end up kissing me

 

If you were a boatman

Upon the dock, I’d wait

A feverish smile when you’re on time

Hugs and banter if you’re late

 

If you were a painter

I’d sit contently in a chair

Watching your lovely strokes

As sun beams slivered through your hair

 

Oh it would never matter

Your livelihood is not love’s key

Your days would be quite different

But all the same, my love to thee