homemade apple Moonlit Dreams ~❥

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 ♥

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Moonlit Dreams

She's a midsummer night's dream,
adorned in nothing apart from sand in her feet
and a fragrant silken scent of gardenia.
Her skin is sun kissed golden
from the sun of the Earth.
Gypsy jewels adorn her essence
and she dances in the moonlight
like a captivating dream.

Her breasts are fruitful,
with curves that intertwine
to a sweet sound which envelopes the air.
Lovers are at her door
billowing gifts to treasure;
one of a moonlit reflection of vast sea.
She dances for her suitors;
her feet wet from the Earth below
and her heart abundant in nature.

She dances to the harmony of drums
or is it the beat of his heart.
Rain drops fall
upon her moon face.
As he pulls her into him
a kiss of dreamy rapture envelopes her.
A haze of ethereal transforms her.
His lips delicate;
a kiss
is heavy and enduring
leaving her with butterflies fluttering
into the depth of her womanhood.
He calls her name~
Helena
demure,
she frees herself from uncertainty.

On a rustic wooden porch;
calico feline, Chloé curled up
under the gleam of the sun.
Floral aroma intensifies in the air.
She lies in the familiar hammock
and dreams begin to fall into her.
A lovers trio bound by possession,
she has found a home.
A home,
that dreams inside of her heart.

Drawn to a moonlit reflection of vast sea
she is pulled into the illusory.
Only to dance
with the brightest star
in the light of the moon
and from the depths of her heart,
she dances
as a seductive illusion.

January 3, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥

Thursday, January 3, 2013

My Secrets Lie

There’s a new boy in town;
his scent of salty sweetness
and eyes 
that of a vast sea
burns through the depths of my heart.

His touch is a soft memory,
fresh upon my skin 
like a hot summer day.
A kiss 
of fervor and rapture
enfolds a desire of profound yearning.

There’s sand in between my toes
and a light fragrance lies in the air
resembling that of plumeria heaven.
A moist heat radiates my skin
and a sense of vulnerability 
pushes through my soul.
Tugging at my heart strings.

He rides on a set of waves.
Our hearts meld into one;
not through a simplistic touch
yet through the eyes of two souls.

Separated once;
two souls found each other
through the stars,
through the pull of the moon
and that vast sea.

Two lost souls;
bound by dancing lights
broken apart
and love was lost at sea.

November 22, 2003~ July Jennifer