ajwrites57

Inhaling You Soaring through space, there's a place inside, memories stored, deep within my mind. Plug into the mnemonic narcolizer and find stories and scenes long left behind. Hauling space freight, must be done, hurling far from Earth-side Sun. Medic-transport, life-saving run, will lustrous love survive, or be undone?  Floating image of our love, translucent touch, power of our passion, I miss so much. Swirling in the substance, a phantom I clutch, the echo of your essence, spectral rush. I inhale deeply and grasp for you, this substitute, this memory, will not do; embracing the past, wishing for you anew. New lessons of love, remain too few. Ballets of love, long past performed, never new loving; new love unformed. Ecstatic symbiosis not truly formed, your presence, your bed remains un-warmed Solace in the past, grown old and stale, longing for your presence beyond the pale, No silence for me in this lonesom...

Space Lass Her astro-suit, stylish simplicity; her space demeanor fit explicitly. The sight of her space felicity: my heart soars with meteoricity, Starlight reflecting on her face, sublime beams, amazing space. Body moved in weightless grace, my beating heart could not keep pace. Her smile, the arc of her lips, the rolling hills of winding hips, fit so well in tight spaceships. Again my heart repeated flips. Our capsule knows implicitly, our love’s complete complicity. The power of electricity, our passion, pulsing synchronicity. Through the cosmos we race. Soaring long and far through space. Home aboard our loving place. Intertwined hearts with each embrace. Cabin lights, now soft and low, her shining face lit in its glow. With every galaxy we pass, my love grows for my space lass. Photo by Penyulap via Wikimedia Commons © 2013 ajwrites57 A Long My other writing website   here !