Lost AgainSomehow I'm lost again,
Lost between two worlds.
Lost in your words.
Lost deep in a fog.
Did I miss a beat?
Is it now time to retreat?
A blast straight from hell.
Always breaking love's spell.
Diving backwards into the abyss,
A black all-consuming spiral.
Will there be a hand outreaching,
To pull me back safe and sound?
I feel like I'm drowning.
Maybe I've been under too long.
What was I thinking?
Maybe I wasn't thinking.
Why is this so surreal?
But then it's never real.
Not for too long anyway.
A brief moment of bliss.
A smile sealed with a kiss.
Visuals of my dreams and desires.
Burning now in smoke and fires.
I don't know what I need.
I don't know what I want.
Only my wet tears are real.
I'm lost again is all I feel.
©2014 Carol Gregoire
Cuddle TimeCandlelight adds a touch of romance.
Tonight is ours, a much needed break.
We sing karaoke and you twirl me to dance.
Some good wine and chocolate we intake.
A brief respite from the outside world.
Our hearts have been playing with fires.
Come closer now, we need cuddle time.
We place on hold even our own desires.
We strip away all of the insanities,
Dressed now in just our underwear.
No need for ego or our vanities,
In each others' arms, we take care.
So tired and tense from all we do.
Massage away knots with a touch.
You are my oasis, the waters blue.
For this moment, I've longed so much.
No words now; there isn't a need.
Being together is perfect enough.
Here in the present, time unhurried.
Energies renew from all things tough.
We could be anywhere, but we're here now,
And this is where we choose to keep.
It doesn't matter how long, why or how.
We're always touching, even in our sleep.
Awakened refreshed, a new day begun.
Birds chirping as they perch on the ledge.
We take our coffee
My MatchHow do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
Oops, that's another's poem,
Written long ago of days.
For ours is a story new.
It will surely take a while.
But all that I can say is,
It's you who makes me smile.
From that very first moment,
When I looked upon your face.
I knew that this was special,
You handled me with grace.
All it took was just a wink.
I knew you were my match.
With wit and old charm ways,
You dismantled every latch.
Your smile always melts me.
Your voice makes me swoon.
So easily, you read my mind.
On every level, we are in tune.
You are a rarity in these times.
Strong, romantic, kind, and smart.
Giving me acceptance and love,
You now inhabit my heart.
You have a way it seems,
To take my breath away.
Whether near or not quite here,
You brighten up my day.
I love your morning texts,
And your sweet goodnight's kiss.
With everything you say and do,
You show it's me you miss.
Our soul connection is strong.
Ever present in each other's mind.
The love I long tried to seek,
The StormThe sound is loud from a thunderous smack,
With electrical charges as lightening cracks.
Intensified by the storm and rains undeterred,
Inside raw desires and our passions have stirred.
Outside the torrents are washing the streets,
While we laugh and hide now, under the sheets.
Drawn to each other in ways we can't explain.
We let go of everything, but the sound of the rain.
Heightened senses drive all we want to explore,
The floodgates have opened, we can't close the door.
Pent-up energies from teasing, we now can release.
We're lost in this moment we don't want to cease.
With every sensuous touch, the walls we built fall.
In kisses luscious and sweet, we surrender it all.
Our love comes easy, like the rain it just flows.
Entwined on all levels, it blossoms and grows.
The winds have died down and the rain has stopped.
We lie here spent as a champagne cork once popped.
We hold each other, still electrified by the thrill.
We could be speaking, but we choose to lie still.
Bring Me Your EnergyIt is early morning,
The sun is not quite up.
I lie in bed yawning.
Come to me; fill my cup.
Bring me your energy.
My knight, my lover.
I whisper out my plea.
Meet me under the cover.
You've cast your bait.
You've won my heart.
Don't make me wait.
Come play your part.
Pull me into loving arms,
In fields of scented flora.
Succumb now to my charms.
Drink in my feminine aura.
My Pavrati to your Shiva,
Both together and alone.
Love written in the stars,
And on walls carved in stone.
It's strong and never fleeting,
Just as the Gods intended.
United souls of one heart beating,
A true karmic pairing blended.
©2014 Carol Gregoire
WanderlustA feeling floats in with the breezes,
Tantalizing and tempting, it always teases.
Put aside your cares and all your chores.
It's time to explore all things fun outdoors.
Hold my hand and let's run away,
To someplace hidden where we can play.
The scents of blossoms touch our noses,
Along winding paths with trailing red roses.
Cast aside orders and feeling robotic.
We'll sail away far to somewhere exotic.
To walk on the beach and kiss in the sand.
Led by our senses where nothing is planned.
Somewhere mysterious in dark hidden caves,
Or magical and mystical close by the waves.
Exploring our fantasies, so we can be wild.
Enjoying every moment, in touch with our child.
We'll keep things simple, but fresh and new,
As if washed clean by the morning's dew.
We won't be bored with all things trite.
We can frolic all day and love all night.
So before we turn into all things dust,
It's time to give into this wanderlust.
Blessed by the stars and shining moonbeams,
Together, we'll make real all of o
I'm SorryI should be sleeping, but I can't sleep.
I tried to read, but it seems meaningless.
I'm sorry...the words aren't enough to say what I feel.
I feel like I've damaged us, but I hope I haven't.
All because I was afraid that you had.
It wasn't because I've loved and lost before.
It's more that I've never felt so connected to someone.
That it might not mean as much to you, made me weak.
Afraid your actions were speaking louder than your words.
Maybe I think too much, my mind's always analyzing.
Balancing new love is like walking a tightrope.
Not sure how much tension it can take.
Not sure if you'll make it across that fine line.
Seeing what you want, but sensing the fall could kill you.
Yet fully knowing I would do it for you anyway.
Then within seconds and with just a few words,
You made everything make sense again.
Don't ever question your love or your word.
It's so simple really. It shouldn't be hard.
I never will again. I don't ever need to.
And then I knew...this is how it should be.
New AgainThe sun's rays glisten upon the water,
Making the view look a bit surreal.
Two cranes, perhaps a mom and daughter,
Hunting for some fresh fish to steal.
Dogs with their owners come out to play.
They're romping along the water's edge.
It is here they would like to stay,
While children balance along the ledge.
Spring has sprung in all its glory.
It's warm and fresh and new again.
The women chat and tell their story,
While others try quietly to find their zen.
Bonded in words unspoken here,
Happy to be outside in the fresh air.
Some from a distance while others near,
All leaving behind doldrums and care.
Gone are the grey skies of winter.
For now, a new season has begun.
It is beckoning to all who enter,
Come find your place in the sun.
Where flowers now bud and bloom,
In sweet shades of lilac and green.
Sweep away dead leaves with a broom,
It's time to spruce up and come clean.
So many possibilities appear anew,
To open our minds and our hearts to.
With all of our senses we now renew,
Time Is The EnemyLoudly, I hear the clock tick.
I thought the hard part was over.
For it was me; I was your pick.
Blessed wishes made on a clover.
But here I am still missing you,
And I know you are wanting this too.
Time is the enemy, it must be true.
To find some's like looking for a clue.
Obligations and daily chores,
All things which keep us so busy.
Nothing mundane or which bores,
What's done would make most dizzy.
We take a breath and make a sigh,
Wondering where it all went.
We hold onto our dreams so high,
For what's gone was time well spent.
Time goes by fast, yet the wait is long.
We know it will be worth the wait.
No need for worry as this is strong.
We trust in each other and fate.
So I hold up my hands to the sun,
Letting things happen as they may.
Soon it will be our time for fun.
When it's time, we will have our day.
©2014 Carol Gregoire