Tag: Love

Forty Years

Your name rests upon my lipsGentle and delicateAnd completely at homeBreathing out, you become a whisperBreathing in, you intoxicate meWhispers and heady rushes cascadeAcross my skinI’ve become alive and realSwallowing you, my belly swellsFor you are my manna and sweet honeyI am completely satisfied… Continue Reading “Forty Years”

A Living Canvas

look above, seemercy & graceoverflowingnow, let gobe freein the skinyou were givenyou, who waswonderfully created,layer upon layera canvas, living, holyeach stroke of the brusha lesson, perfectionin the making,and you, waiting,arms stretchedpalms upanointed, set apartknowingdaily struggles become crowns tara caribou | ©2022 dedicated to my… Continue Reading “A Living Canvas”

That Fine Line

Your feet nearly touch the thin line, waiting, then pushing a toe tentatively nearer; you sigh wistfully, pull back gently. What delight may be held, should you ultimately cross over? Would it be to your peril or your salvation? There are risks and there… Continue Reading “That Fine Line”

Grey, Forgotten

bursting forth in color

Carousel

our love, a whirl, a carousel

Entrenched

Every dusky evening I slip slip slip deeper, fuller, further, entrenched in your loveWarm hands on shimmering skinYour arms encircle, a ring of stars twirling tightening flowing around my waistI sighYou whisper, breathe across my neck, alabaster, I stretchWe fit together, beside, over and… Continue Reading “Entrenched”

Dragon-Slayer

your fingers trail in the lazy riversof my heartI remember youI remember you! you with your troubled pastand a hopeful futureyou with the fires of passionon the corner of your lipyour delicate heart and shy feettrodding lightly(you long ago learnedto keep quiet as a… Continue Reading “Dragon-Slayer”

Mother

She runs through the grass and the trees. Moss clings to her bare feet, the dew damp upon her skin. With ease, she dodges the branches and twigs which stretch out to snag her long flowing raven hair. She skips deftly over roots and… Continue Reading “Mother”

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