Blue Rose

Do you remember that first kiss?

Do you remember the first...

  time you placed your hand...

On my chin and lifted my eyes,

to meet yours?

Do you remember the feeling of your heart....

Struggling to keep up with the

Surge of emotional totality

and physicality

wrapped in connectivity akin

to the

harmonious dance the sun and the moon

play from day to day to day?

I do!!

As I reach up to touch your...

face

Looking into those eyes again..

My blue rose.

I remember the scents, the touch..

Imagination and reality..meeting pleasantly.

I remember the hands of time and scraps of fate

pulling directions never fathomed...

Yet just as the magnetic pull of gravity can never be fully negated,

So goes the attraction of the past, present, nad deems to be the future...

Sigh....

As the visions and dreams became real

There you stood my blue rose...the feeling inside..

words are pale.

How to explain unrequieted emotions.

Looking into your eyes,

Reality to touch..

The absoluteness of words no longer bound by divisions

No longer a fantasy of fascades.

Our lips met, my soul jumped, and

the gates of molten fire unlesahed!

Your smell, your hold, your all..took me over so suddenly...

It was as if all moments of time had been compressed into

NOW.

As you tasted my world, gifting to me

delectactions of pure bliss

There you stood, with all of your goodness

A visual delight, a work of art

A craft ready for exploration..

My blue rose...

blooming to fullness...

You took me so gently..entered my essence so sweetly, so perfectly

so rightly..

and I

Exclusively, uninhibited, unbashedly..

gave into you...

the rhythms ensued and the dance was so beautiful

the song played and we...

we...

danced

again, and again, and again...

An emotional rising like sweet cake..

baked just right...

sigh....

My bue rose.