ajwrites57

to places I drift to places that might be there: sandy beaches, mountain streams, far off places, like wistful dreams, distant lands with golden themes, glistening maidens, reflect sunbeams, reality revealed, not what it seems. ✩  ✩  ✩ I float to places without a care: soothing fountains, bubbling sounds, children dancing, to music rounds, blooming flowers, on garden grounds, frolicking animals, kittens and hounds, distant memories, past rebounds. ✩  ✩  ✩ I sail to places up in the air: majestic vistas, rainbow hues, angelic choirs, heavenly news, ephemeral muse, hearts enthuse, mystical symbols, meaning transfuse. ✩  ✩  ✩ © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By Author Laurence Housman Publisher Bodder and Sloughton [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Coffee The grand elixir of morning throes. The great fixer of sleeper's woes. ☕ The grind of future feats await. The grounds of heaven's flavor gate. ☕ The taste of water heated gold. The trace of aromatic beans unfold ☕ The palate pleaser from stoneware cups. The palace teaser and bottoms ups. ☕ The treasure of caffeine's power true. The measure of dripping glorious brew. ☕ The font of youthful beverage sink. The flaunt of every royal drink. ☕ © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By lisasolonynko

indolence indolent pawns file into view await the master's plan purview silent sheep in sectioned rows soundless hums, ghoulish glows political purpose on display expedient puppets in array  feckless dupes queue into sight dumbly stare into glowing light screens entertain lulled masses await the arrival of video glasses social order arranged by moguls passive peons passionately ogle video, audio, interactive view fast-food feasts, blindly chew obesity soars, bulging weight supersize me, heaven's gate sanctioned slaughter one by two who is next? me or you? © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Richard Webb CC-BY-SA-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Your love like the morning Your love surrounds me  like the morning mist. As I breathe,  your sweet breath  fills me. As I exhale,  your healing scent,  refreshes my soul. The morning breeze  of your love,  cools my heart. My soul tingles  with your love’s  soothing touch. I tremble as your  fingers trace the outline  of my lips. With joy I shake  as you caress  my face. I writhe in ecstasy,  as you move your hands  on my skin.  I reach for your form,  you escape my grasp. A specter,  formed and formless,  unreachable.  Only in my dreams,  do I touch you,  embrace you, an apparition,  haunting  me  during  my  long,  waking,  hours. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By pfly (Mist on the Skagit River) CC-BY-S...

Spring Robins Spring... Spring pleases, snow stops. Spring teases, crocus pops. Spring sneezes, flower tops. Spring eases, growing crops. Spring brings, warm sun. Spring rings, Easter fun. Spring sings, robin's son. Spring flings rainbow's run. Spring sends, rain shower. Spring blends, flower bower. Spring bends, will power. Spring ends, Winter's power. Spring toes, rain boots. Spring grows, green shoots. Spring shows, summer's fruits. Spring throws, love salutes. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By franthony

ebullience Her ebullience buoyed my condition. It happened without my permission. My heart throbbed beyond my volition! Her jubilant air and perky flair, left me beyond repair. It filled me with a giddy air that caught me unaware. My heart beat out her rhythm as I sailed in midair. Her smiling face left me no breathing space. It caused me to find a place in her embrace. My heart raced as I touched her winning grace. Her splendiferous soul saturated my heart. It happened with the power of her graceful art. My heart was consumed by her from the start. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ 

your eyes As the sun sets in your eyes, I feel the sweetness of your essence. As the twinkle of love fills your eyes, I feel the beauty of your being. As the raindrops fall from your eyes, I feel the rainbow of your soul. As the moon rises in your eyes, I feel the starlight of your life. As the love light shines in your eyes, I feel the glow of your tenderness. As the laughter beams from your eyes, I feel the mirth of your joyfulness. As the sadness spills from your eyes, I feel the pain of your suffering. As your soul is mirrored in your eyes, I feel the eternal beauty of your senescence. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image: F ederico Barocci [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons