My Poetry

Sitting beneath the honeysuckle at streams most edge

The light of the pale moon softly seeping through

Watching as the water flows slowly down stream

Hearing the Whipper will’s lonely sad call

Then silence as she waits for a lover’s response

In the silence of the night my loneliness matching her’s

Oh how I ache for the soft touch of your skin upon mine

Thinking of you as I sit here, wondering if you think of me

Lost with thoughts of you dancing in my mind,

and how I wish I had more time.

Dreaming of your soft caress, The touch of your lips upon mine

Visions of love and happiness without distress

No more tears of sorrow, or love’s lost quest

I dream of your sweet breath against my skin

How your lips would feel with their gentle caress

To softly kiss your lips , your eyes, at last your breast

To gently and slowly make love as only lover’s can

Oh the joy it would bring just to watch a sunset, just you and me

A walk upon a sandy stream, a picnic on a grassy knoll

All these things I would love to be,me with you and you with me

As time draws nearer with deaths last caress I know it will never be

The distance that spans between you and me might as well be the sea

No tears now as I release the dream I’ve come to realize how it’s to be

 Of all the things I regret the most it’s that I’ll never know my lover’s touch

Only through words on a screen will she know of my touch, kiss and love for her

Is this cruelty you may ask?

No I think not for with out it imagine how lonely our lives would truly be

It’s in here you see that we laugh cry and sing. Love found and lost and found again

Family and friends you come to love so dear and none every very near

Copyright 1998, Kishiria©

`tis a small thing you see

my love i have for thee

beneath the shadow of the moon

as your sweet caresses i swoon

lifting my heart to heights unknown

Feeling your soft skin beneath my hands

My knees weakening once again

seeing the light dance in your eyes

Hearing you breathe soft sighs

Pulling you close your breasts agains mine

our bodies caress and move they do intwine

The smell of you hair and skin

Filling a thirst with a sip of wine

Lips touching briefly

Hips pressing quickly

passions build up so fast

Oh god i pray i last

To please you in every way

Caressing kissing as we lay

Now with dawns first light

Oh bliss heavenly delight

Copyright 1998, Kishiria©

When you look at me

what do you see?

can you see the passion?

can you see the sadness?

can you see the love?

can you feel the intensity?

can you touch that

which is yours but is within me

all these things and more

are what i feel for you

can you touch the soul

of burning desire

that reaches out in the night

to caress and hold that

which can burn so bright

when i look at you

i see the love in me

and this one thing

i shall have for all eternity

Copyright 1998, Kishiria©

I saw a bird today

I watched it's flight

As i watched it flying

singing it's song

it flew towards the sun

And i thought of how it would be

to be that bird, to fly so free and sing

my song of love, to fly into the sun

and watch my song of love burn

i once had a dream.

that i could laugh, cry, and sing

Oh what joy that did bring

To be able to do all these things

Copyright 1998, Kishiria©

out there would be best description

somewhere between lost worlds

not walking in the light

and yet not in the dark either

come along it's a good journey sometimes

is where i stay

home it is

Losing myself in a song.... finding myself in a lyric.....

writing a poem

getting lost in the flowing of thoughts and letting pen be connected to it all

forgetting ryhme or reason

but going on depth of feeling and thought..

heart and soul

passion and desire

love and hate

Sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts.....

*sigh*

so you see where i'm at then

and like opposing forces on a battle field

so do love and hate come together

in the ether real

for you can't have one without the other

like good and evil

they must off set each other for the other to survive

and so the battle rages day and night

shall i love or shall i hate

must i decide

can i do either?

or is it to late

For whom does the death bell toll

for me each day

as i sit here, i can feel deaths final breath upon my neck

at night laying awake and trying not to sleep

knowing if i do

it may be the last

for in the dark of night when dead things crawl

and the coldness of death comes ever closer

i can feel deaths fingers caressing my soul

reaching for it

touching me...and leaving it's impression

upon me

these are not just words on a screen

this is how i feel each day and night

sitting here waiting for the end

knowing it is coming

but not when

that exact moment shall arrive

but knowing it will be soon

for i can't survive like this much longer

and the scary thing is

is there really a heaven and a hell?

or will it be some cold dark place that i shall dwell

i try not to think of such morbid things

but with death so close how can i not

for it is forever with me now

in my thoughts

try as i may, i can't banish them

except sometimes in the light of day

and so i come here

to be with others

possiblely find some cheer

and yet here i am on a day

speaking of things i rather not think about

good thing i know where my keys are

for it's hard to see through tears

in a dark mood today

Copyright 1998, Kishiria©