Poetry and Beauty

I've always wanted a lilac garden, with more than one lilac bush, perfuming the air with the most wonderful smell that God ever made. We were never going to stay in any house long enough. to plant a young bush and watch it grow to maturity. So now I live in a house for fifteen years without lilacs... Sign in to see full entry.

Everywhere in the Northwest, Photolia grows. It is a most versatile plant. It can be a shrub sitting by itself, A hedge that is cut formally or not at all. In my yard, it is a thick privacy screen. Red and green leaves, red when they are new Green as they mature. Thick and shapeless left to itself.... Sign in to see full entry.

The sunlight peeks out of the thick clouds And focuses on a red rhodedendron, with buds just ready to bloom. The tulips are almost gone, their red petals just memories of former beauty. Red pops out of a picture of green. Green grass, green leaves, green mold on the patio trellis. Decorators call it... Sign in to see full entry.

Takes energy and rest. Tired lovers make poor lovers. Days away in a beautiful place, gave me time to enjoy the pleasures of body and flesh. Warm soapy baths, candlelight and firelight, privacy and freedom to express. Rest and reflection. Quiet and conversation. Beauty and peacefulness. I hate to... Sign in to see full entry.

I want to get away from it all. Just the two of us. In bed all day. Renewing our vows to each other. Reminding our bodies of the days of youth. Sexual love isn't about just skin against skin Or lustful attraction.. It is time together. Shutting out everyone else. Focusing on one another. Some find... Sign in to see full entry.

On lazy Saturdays my lover reaches for me but my body is turned off. It is acy and tired and wants only coffee. Rarely after a shower coffee and breakfast we return to bed. Then my body is in tune Love is grand then. I feel beautiful awake and full of energy. The day is filled with thoughts of love.... Sign in to see full entry.

I want to build a suite that is a floor away from everyone else in the house, With a fireplace, sheepskin rug and large bed with just a sheet. Next door a jacuzzi tub an open shower giantic towels with bubbles everywhere. Reality is a bedroom next door to the dining room. A cold room with heavy... Sign in to see full entry.

There is a look And a touch That suggests sex Even when fully dressed. There is desire That is displayed Below the belt. Even old time lovers Can experience this desire. Its not just teenagers And adulterers. Physical love Suggests a union Greater than what is real. Two bodies connected. The minds... Sign in to see full entry.

Twenty seven years is a long time, To sleep next to a man's body. Twenty seven years is a long time, To maintain interest. Twenty seven years is a long time To know what he likes. Twenty seven years is a short time, If its gone. We have become such good friends. I despaired that we'd be lovers. We... Sign in to see full entry.

I am more than a body He is more than a soul Flesh is sexual, sensual, warm. Spirit is warm, windy and whispers. My life is cluttered with technology, computer, cell phone, PDA where is their room for love? Instead of hearing the wind I hear a movie Instead of lying in bed I'm typing. I want a... Sign in to see full entry.