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Are You Going To Be OK?You look like something is amiss with you.
You hurt, my dearest--I can see it in your face.
You do not have to hide your pain from me.
Are you going to be OK...what do you need?
Do you want to be let alone with your hurts?
Or can I hold you close and soothe your pain.
Go ahead, my dear...if you need to weep, do it.
Begin your healing in my arms, let the tears flow.
I'm here for you, as you know...I'll never flee.
Draw your strength from me...I've lots to spare.
Go ahead and get my shirt sopping wet--I don't care.
All that matters now is that I help you to heal.
Take your time...you will feel so much better soon.
Just know that I love you...now and forevermore.
Are you going to be OK...am I helping you there?
I hope so.
In The Air Tonight...I smell the scent of fresh sage in the air tonight.
I am taken back to times I walked through the night,
only a flashlight and my radio for my companions
as I patrolled through a shopping mall in the wee hours.
I smell the scent of a coming storm in the air tonight.
I am taken back to a time when I walked in the rain...
getting wet and tasting raindrops as I strolled along--
a true "Webfoot Boy" who knew the rain was good for me.
I smell the scent of your perfume in the air tonight.
I am taken bak to the time you first held me close,
kissing me with new-found desire only we could share,
and beginning the love that has bound us to this day.
I smell the scent of popped kettle-corn in the air tonight.
I am taken back to state fairs and watching old action flicks
whle munching on this savory, sweet, salty treat from Heaven.
If this is what Ambrosia tastes like...then let it be so!
I smell another scent that takes me back yet again...
ahh, how scents make memries all that much better!
I Love You...I love you, my precious...
I love you more than tongue can tell.
With all my heart, with all my soul...
I will never tire of telling you this.
I love you, my baby...
I love you more than you really know.
From sun to sun, from moon to moon...
I will never tire of hearing you say it.
I love you, my sugar...
I love you more than I can truly say.
With all my strength, with all my might...
I am your's forvermore, your's to keep.
I love you, my sweetie.
I love you more with each passing day.
From night to night, from day to day...
I pledge my all to you, never to stray
I love you, my dearest...
I love you until the stars all flame out.
With everything I am and that I have...
I troth myself to you, and only you.
I love you, my sweetest.
You need not say any more...I know of this.
So come into my arms, and let me love you--
so it shall be written, and now it will be done.
Take MeTake me into your arms tonight.
Hold and caress me with love.
I have had a hard day, my dear...
and only your love can set it right.
Take me and make love to me tonight.
Repair these heavy tears in my heart.
Hold me in the afterglow as we rest,
and soothe my soul as I finally sleep.
Take me as your very own forevermore.
Love me as much as I love you, my sweet.
Cheer with me in my coming victories,
and soothe me in any losses I do incur.
Take me into your arms tonight.
For I belong to you, and to no one else.
Give me the love that I have craved today,
and know that your love will be safe witm me.
For Your Eyes Only...For your eyes only, I bare my soul.
For your eyes only, I bare my heart.
For your eyes only, I bare my body.
For your eyes only, I bare my mind.
For your eyes only.
For your ears only, I share my dreams.
For your ears only, I share my fears.
For your ears only, I share my sorrow.
For your ears only, I share my joy.
For your ears only.
For your heart only, I give my love.
For your heart only, I give my strength.
For your heart only, I give my passion.
For your heart only, I give my life.
For your heart only.
All of these and more...
are for you--only for you.
Heaven Can WaitHeaven can wait while you are with me.
For when I am with you, I feel the bliss
that loving you gives me with each day.
Heaven can wait--I'm not dead just yet.
With your love in my life, I live on--
gaining strength from your sweet embrace.
Heaven can wait for the proper time.
I have too much love to give unto you...
and Azreal needs to go about his business.
Heaven can wait--but can I wait for you?
All things take time--getting you sure did!
So let me enjoy you, babe...Heaven Can Wait!
AngelMy angel, come into my life tonight.
Share my love and my bed as you will.
Take me in your arms, and give me peace.
Bathe me in your love through the night.
My angel, please say that you will stay.
Be tender to me, always be there for me.
Caress me with a smile and a giggle.
Let me feast on your love forevermore.
My angel, heal my heart as you love me.
Keep me safe as you hold me close to you.
Let your words be sweet and very warming.
Never go astray, just be true to me, love.
My angel, stay with me come the morning light.
Claim me as your own, as I claim you for me.
Let the outside world rage, what do they know?
All that I desire from you is your sweet love.
Under A Harvest MoonThe Libra sun has gone to bed for the night.
A yellow disk in the sky lights our way home.
The fall is here, and tonight the sky is clear...
and home is not that far away, by my reckoning.
The fall chill renders your cheeks apple-pink,
as I hold your hand and guide you down the street.
We both stop to make a wish on the harvest moon,
then look at each other in the pale moonlight.
You lean forward and kiss me on the lips tenderly,
your taste of wine, cider, and spice intriguing.
You caress my cheek and tell me you love me so--
then we turn down the road, and towards home we go.
Soon we are home, and I open the door with our key.
As we step inside, I draw you very close into me.
The harvest moon lights up through the window-pane...
assuring me that, at least here, the world is sane.
ThanksgivingI am thankful for my life.
I am thankful for each day I arise,
knowing that God has let me live again...
even on days that I do not want to.
I am thankful for my family.
Though I live hundreds of miles away,
I know that their love transcends
the distance that seperates us.
I am thankful for my home.
Even though I have to share it with
some people that I don't care for...
it sure beats living on the streets.
I am thankful for my friends.
Even though they can be pains in the butt,
I know they watch out for me each day,
and so I do with them, without reservation.
I am thankful for my sweetie.
Though she is not here to celebrate with me,
I know our love for each other is special...
a reason for thanks, if there is no other.
I am thankful for my faith.
My beliefs are a comfort when there is none,
soothing away the pains that plague my soul
when there is no other way to subdue them.
On Thursday, we spend a day to give thanks.
In reality, this should happen ever day.
Be it alone, or with your
that I still live after all this time.
From all of my travails, trials and such,
by all rights, I should no longer be here.
that I have a roof over my head tonight.
I could just as easily be walking the streets,
a rock for a pillow and the sidewalk for a bed.
that I have a family that loves me for me.
I could just as easily be forgotten and alone,
merely marking time until the Reaper claimed me.
that I have plenty to eat, and to drink as well.
I could just as easily have a rumbling tummy,
and a thirst that cannot be quenched for any reason.
that you took the time to read this poem, my good friend.
If we only concentrated on what we do have in our lives,
then we could be a much happier species in a happier world.
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
5:20i went to the forest
to purify my lungs
then i saw the thick
three letter scar
i left in a slender
birch, and wondered how
i could let you poison
another living thing.
moths aren't afraid of pins
till they're stuck to a piece of styrofoam.
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