You are the star that watches over me
You are the wind that whispers my name
As I close my eyes I’ll dream of you
The night we met the fireworks and you
As perfect life is with you, still there is fear
Fear of being hurt and confused of the feelings inside
Knowing everything said and done is at great risk
Fear of giving one’s all and not knowing what the future holds
Fear of truth, fear of love…..
Fear of giving my all to be lost in you
My nights are a bit warmer as if you were next to me
Each vibration felt a touch from you
Each thought of an urge constantly recalls memories of you
Hope is my daily bread as I wish you feel the same
Each time the day passes by I think of you
A new day brings change, for better or worse
My true love, that one in a million experience
My heart falls, falls in a pit waiting to be picked up by you
Rescued by your hands and taken into fairy land
Copyright J.R. Thomas
Thursday, 27 September 2012
You
Wednesday, 26 September 2012
My Boss' Wife
Just thinking out loud-
of how much I am proud,
To have found you among the crowd
And how your smile mooned the room
Every one became stars around you
Moving closing to sun to burn in doom
That’s how hot my inside felt, my outside had dew
True the sight was not my first-
but tonight’s quenched my thirst,
Knowing this sign meant yes,
Oh you must bee the best
Honey-making queen of your hive
Having everyone working to keep you alive
I must say I missed you though
For a second there I thought you were gone
You look sparkling tonight in white,
I love you my darling, hmm amm
Sorry Mrs Jones
Just thinking out loud.
Copyright May2007 J.R. Thomas
What You Mean to Me...
The ghost that hold hands in the dark -
and angel that plays and sing with my heart
You’ve been my mysterious companion-
my savior from the very start
You breathed some of the smoke for me-
so much that your gown is grey
Pain and strife you’ve taken from me-
stealing to win this game we play
I wish I could match your prowess-
as you capture many a soul
Not even wanting to cheat when you do-
but its better you are lost in me than I’m lost from you
Sway away today I may-
for human I am
Loving you-
I do
For this is what you mean to me
Sweet poetry my lover my friend
What you mean to me
Has no end
Copyright May2007 J.R. Thomas
Monday, 24 September 2012
Desires of A Licentious Soul
Liquorice is thy tongue
as sweet bubble gum
Just as she told me last,
when she held me last
At the room next to class,
wearing a frown for a mask
Overcoming her needs was great indeed,
oh what a wondrous task
All are not as they seem be conscious of the one who stares
As light hit my newly opened eyes, I remember the day
Her face seem shiny, sparkling eve, her skirt began too sway
Softly her hands met cheek of mine,
lips introduced, eyes could only pray
Legs glisten with a potent glow,
those hands, my back, knees give way
Temperature rises just as spring seasons and clothes go there way
No … Stop … No … Ooo…
From black to white no fade
Copyright J.R. Thomas