homemade apple Moonlit Dreams ~❥: dream
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

"Draw your Swords"

there is a kiss
that lingers upon my lips 
of others.
blackest hair
darkest eyes
you are, 
that black stallion.

the one,
who caught me 
in a knights dream...

December 16, 2015 July Jennifer ~❥

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Pieces of Me ~❥

Listen to the advice of others with an open heart
but in this, we are traveling our own journey...

make the right decisions,
make mistakes.
be vulnerable,
you may have heart breaks
but in that, you may find a beautiful muse that will linger upon your lips forever.
laugh with friends,
spend time alone,
wander in between dreams
& embrace your treasure,
 the gift of life & love
 November 19, 2015 July Jennifer ~❥

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Foreign Lover

that night,
proclaiming birthday year
number thirty eight
two souls collide.

the way your hand
beholds the small of my arch,
a charming German accent
and a face that favors handsome
keep me intrigued.

your masculine hands
glide over my vintage slip
and I yearn for more...
here on this dance floor
a tender kiss you give me
with lips,
I can kiss for many moons
and I get lost
inside the heat of you

sweet sounds in the air,
souls colliding around us
breathe ethereal
for I am wrapped into your embrace
and your kiss has me hostage

bittersweet
you are afar
yet your gentle nature
and loving ways
keep me sweetly engaged...

September 27, 2015~ July Jennifer~❥

Monday, February 23, 2015

my captivating moon...

beneath a blue crescent moon
your kiss lingered upon my lips

A lovers romance unravels.

As I lie there on your bed
your vigorous 
yet gentle in nature hands
caress the lower arch;
the arch you love to kiss.
I take all of your essence in, 
all encompassing heart beating
and your exhalation profound.
A lovers heart
bares 
deep within your soul.
Apparent in the days
rustling in the trees,
your gentle embrace envelopes me.
Spiraling me,
right out from under my toes,
into a moonlit reflection.
A glow of beaming light
right into my soul
and into your heart.

February 21, 2015~ July Jennifer ♥

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Lovers in the Moonlight

he sat
 at the end
  of the low bed.
head tilted,
 gazing up at her
  with his mischievous
smoldering eyes;
the weakening
of her
  in ways
ever unknown.

draped
 in vintage
white silk
  her delicate nipples
at its peak.
he graces
 her leg
  with devotion;
wrapped
 around her, his hands
 gently
  clutching
   velvety thighs.
her hands
 run
through
  the wild of his hair.
incandescent candles
 flickering,
sound of soul
 penetrating the air.

a glimpse
 into
  his soul,
a heartbeat
through her
 poured
upon his head
as he rest against her.

a lovers
 dance
  in the moonlight.
together
they hold
 the celestial's
captive
 and the universe
at their fingertips
resonating with ancient divinity.

February 2, 2015~ July Jennifer ♥

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Captive Butterflies

captive butterflies
smolder
into the depths
of her belly,
winged
yet caged.

so eager to flutter
for the lover,
she calls
Him.

restless
heart
crippling
words,
she is bound
by a poetic love story.

tongue tied
and bitten lips
a lovers dance.

kisses 
are bestowed, 
yet
the winged beauties
are claimed
under lock and key.

a compass is given
to her raging heart.
Unlocked by
Him,
the mysterious lover.

only then,
the reflection of the moon
will reflect
from her watery eyes
into His 
heart.

January 17, 2015~ July Jennifer ♥

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Enchanted Mystery

Unearth the light in his eyes
and her mysterious 
 vulnerability
opens; 
resembling that of a beautiful 
 intricate box
made of gold filigree.

His electric soul 
brings music to her heart
and she dances for him,
 in his loneliest nights.

He dreams the warmth 
from her skin
 setting his heart afire.
He dreams 
 when the sun
shall set 
off the burgundy's in her hair
 and the golden,
that sets a flame 
 in her eyes.

A burning desire 
 that she keeps captive 
in her heart.
The smell of everything "him" 
 indulges her heart.
She awaits breathlessly 
 the day to come,
that his strong hands;
in which feed her skin 
 warmth
and a desire burning
 from inside her heart;
will yet touch her again 
 and over again.

Wrapped into his hands, 
 her heart is encompassed 
  by that Knight...♥

completed December 23, 2014, original date a little before this~ July Jennifer ♥

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

the Lover♥

Moonlight upon her face
and she dreams in love.

Lovers come bearing gifts to her soul
and she is that of a blushing school girl.

An addiction for your cravings, 
one bite into her fleshy skin 
and she has you turned into a wild animal...

November 3, 2014~ July Jennifer ♥

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Haiku Poem~ Home in my Heart♥

I dream of this place
within my soul, where I live.
one day, this is home

January 8, 2014~ July Jennifer ♥


Saturday, June 22, 2013

Haiku Poem~ A Little Angel♥

A little angel
Who was a purr~fect {Pumpkin}
Resides in my heart

February 4, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥


Sweet Dreams my little Angel. 
You will always have a special place in my heart. 
I will always love you & keep your sweet energy alive♥

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Summer Day

In the distance transpires a home
which resides within her heart.

She surrenders in a laced hammock.
One leg leaping over
resembling that of a graceful ballerina;
impelling gently
at the soft earth beneath her foot.
Sunlight peeks through the willow tree
that drapes overhead like a whimsical fortress.
Apapane songbirds
harmonize their morning melody
and a whispering of the leaves
dance within one another.
She stretches out
resembling that kitty curled up alongside her;
both felines soaking up that brightest star.
In this palace,
delightful dreams evolve into existence.

In the distance transpires a home
which resides within her heart.

February 20, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥

Sunday, February 17, 2013

I think I'm "nesting"♥

This is my form of "nesting"...

I can see a near distant future of my life.
It involves a hammock, a little bungalow set in a tropical forest back drop, my kitten Chloe and the little Bella, a garden green house abundant with dancing butterflies and flowers that make your soul sing. There's gypsy furnishings, a room filled with poetry, painting mediums and a dancers delight of mirrored walls. Music always spirals through the bungalow dancing to the tune of ocean waves not so far from this retreat. An old porch adorned with potted flowers, a swing under an ancient tree; sunlight dancing through the tree tops and him...

A daily occurrence involves tea in the morning on a porch made for retreat, a visit to the {home of greenery} so water can bring more life to our bountiful nutrients. I paint, write and dance. We meditate, we stretch and we just live with love in our hearts. We cook together, we cuddle and we dance with our hearts singing. We make love in the moonlight, we rest in an aged hammock and we laugh. 

This is what my body yearns and thirst for. I can feel this energy through my soul. I can hear the sea calling my name. I am so close...

Friday, February 1, 2013

Our {HeartBeats} as One

That night,
outside of your bedroom
the ocean set its waves.
In the moonlight,
for which we made love under 
many nights;
kindred devotion
affirmations were made
surpassing any pull
of the crescent.
Vows,
made to be kept hereafter.

Fragrance
of honeyed crisp aroma
infuses the air,
the sea surf
colliding the sandy shoreline
serenades the heavens
and a sweet whisper
echoes in my ear.
Your hand glides
into mine
and you declare;
"our hearts are beating as one".

That night,
under the moonlight;
the moonlight that cast its shadows
willingly upon our haven
bestowed remembrance inside my heart.
Memories were locked of promises;
promises made under the stars,
at that waterfall,
at that hidden beach
and in those moments of ecstasy.

Secrets unveiled;
a key, 
in the form of the crescent moon
is lost at sea.
Once untold anecdotes
radiate though a heart
that was once made from a wave.

February 1, 2003~ July Jennifer ♥

Sunday, January 27, 2013

the Lover, the Dreamer and the Dancer

Love; is a simple treasured word that rest inside of her heart.
She fancies more than {one} and in that, from the depths of her soul. She longs for free love with her suitors; envelope them in her world. Unify into harmony as their bodies freely radiate and burn with passion.
A kiss with loving vulnerability burns through her femininity; light and dreamy yet unending and intensely.
A love of entirety entwines as {one}.
Strong hands pulling through her auburn hair, lips tenderly biting and a delicate touch of the lips over the curve of her back; leaves dancing butterflies inside of her.
A love, that can only thrive into euphoria.
A love, that can hearten inside of your essence.
A love, that breathes and dwells inside of her.
She captivates her lovers; she fornicates through the tips of her fingers, through her butterfly kiss, through her reverence.
She is a tempest of a lovers retreat. A tender passion that can set one's heart upon; a desire that transforms you into the dreamer.
She pulls you into the illusory of her.
She is the Lover.

Set in her heart of tender devotion, she dreams of poetic delight.
Garden house set in back, bountiful of Earth's treasures and orchids dancing in the light; she dreams in certainty. She perches in a painted room of wine colored walls and gypsy adorned furnishings, a melody plays its sonnet while she dreams; one of a vintage dreamy disquiet.
Fragmented memories of the bequeathed come into glimpses.
She dreams in harmony, translating dreams into poetry.
Echo of ocean, setting waves only moments outside of her cottage; she writes. As her kitty curls up beside her she dreams of yet another twinkling. Was this her symbiosis foregoing, or is this the destined beckoning?
She dreams in ethereal, she dreams in vintage, she dreams in love.
She is the Dreamer. 

A floral sweetness precedes the air; "Fade Into You" surrounds her embodiment. Antiqued porch; in the hammock outside of her cottage she was dreaming.
She arises to a fresh glow upon her face and sand in between her toes. Tousled hair tossed eagerly into a bun and a white dress drawn close to her sultry body from the oceans heaven.
Delicate nipples peeking its way through a tightly fitted form and sun glistening on her wet skin; she promenades to the sound that captivates the air.
She dances in the moonlight, in the rain, under the brightest star; the sun.
She dances from her spiritual being; engaging love to the notes that saturate the air.
Her dress is raised, puddled feet and sunlight upon her moon face, her body delicately pirouettes. Arms upheld to the heavens, she can only be vulnerable; only to Mother Earth she unveils herself.
She is a goddess of dance; spirituality enters the very essence of her being.
Through this; she loves, she dreams, she dances.
She is the Dancer. 

January 27, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥

Friday, January 18, 2013

Enraptured

I get lost in your eyes
yet I run to his heart
an ocean of secrets
and an endurance of tender heart
the only way to escape this world 
is to dream

I dream in a lost sea of blue
and kept secrets
it is the love I seek
yet have nothing in return
tugging heart
tears at my essence
only to bleed memories
that afflict me

A longing that envelopes 
my world of dreams
declares me destined
in my own heart
and leaves me grasping for air

I get lost in your love
yet I run to treasure his heart
folded in half
torn into two
a love bound by the stars
a love bound by heart

I find comfort
that transcends passion
a yearning inside of my soul
that will love and dwell
herein me forever
that will captivate my heart hostage
into that blue ocean
at lost for sea

November 13, 2003~ July Jennifer ♥

Monday, January 14, 2013

After the Circus

The circus finale has harmony
and common folk have parted ways.
Animals are taken in.
Favored essence they endure,
bountiful from ruin and misfortune.
They are genuinely beloved.

Her name is Helena.
She is other than a Goddess.
Ebony tresses
and skin of golden velvet,
she is the dreamer.
Her feet are exhausted.
Years of dancer intimacy
are exposing effects on delicate skin.
Tattered ballet pointes
tossed in the corner of her gypsy wagon.
Cinched corset in ruffled pink
adorned in dazzling stones of glass
takes its promenade
in her armoire of exquisite.

Ella Fitzgerald, "Summertime"
spirals out of an aged music player.
Undressing and tinkering with her charms,
she promenades dreamy.
Candles flicker,
captivating the cottage with aglow
and a sweet ambrosial fragrance
of Jasmine
encompasses the air.

She releases the allure
of her raven hair
illuminated with golds and reds.
Incandescent water
filling her divine retreat.
Timeworn feet drawn;
toes beckoning into the water.
Sweltering;
nevertheless in delight,
she finds her solitude.
A light of the day escapes
into a euphoria
of radiance and tranquility.
Enveloped in elation;
dreams come into her,
a reverie of a dancers heart.

 January 14, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥