Tag Archives: Night

Timeless Love

Staring out the window at a silent sky,
a salmon tinged moon and a whispering tide.
As it caresses the sand covering the bleach floor,
it charms the night, building shadows on the shore.

Reflections unmoored, thoughts travel a bit,
to a season in time when I once was content.
Reliving love and its many looming possibilities,
taking chances on you while giving all of me.

Tampered weak emotions ignite fresh rhapsody,
masking muted bliss, my past love miseries.
Times when you were my world and I was your love,
a story book type of love, a 1950s movie type of love.

Our hearts were ingrained, none short of supply,
we belonged together as stars befitting the sky.
Soft hands and gentle lips, our hearts once ceded,
bearing silent confessions of our innermost secrets.

Kisses so strong, though massaged my deepest wounds,
while I’d coddle your tattered heart, freeing love to resume.
Moments cloning many lifetimes of unquestionable bliss,
I’d die in those moments than live 1000 years apart your kiss.

Timeless Love

– Ms. Tioko

PHOTO CREDIT:
http://www.desktopexchange.net/beach-pictures/beach-sunset-wallpapers/

Night Visions

The back and forth of loneliness,
swings my way at full speed.
Faint thoughts of you leaving,
escorts in drinking myself to sleep.

Late slumber intoxications,
I swear I’m truly losing it.
Nightmares versus sweet dreams,
in my mind you’d never omit.

I’m trapped between insomnia,
and sexy perpetual urges.
I need your every touch, your kiss,
in you I long to be submerged.

Mental pictures of being taken
in your strong, captivating arms.
We share this magnetic aura,
my sexiness, your irresistible charm.

Sightless stares into ideas of you,
persuading riots of emotion in time.
I envision you laying by my side,
captivating hearts, desirable crime.

Spared of this solitude of dim truth,
my dear you exist only hypothetically.
Waiting as if only for seasons to change,
though empty I’m filled completely.

Unloading explosions of bliss while
bantering me until my heart races.
Vitality fades as I turn over to find
myself lying next to notebook pages.

Night Visions

– Ms. Tioko

PHOTO CREDIT:
http://woodenitbeamazing.com/2014/05/27/how-well-do-you-really-know-your-dreams/