Everything I Longed For

When our eyes met , in that moment, i knew
I knew everything i longed for I would find
in you

When our lips touched , moist as dew
Fire and flame, and I knew
everything i longed for i would find
in you

When our skin caressed, chest on breast
Wanting to be filled by you, as desire ran
through my veins, I knew
everything i longed for i would find in you

Hair

leg on top of hip, toes touching toes
my head on your chest, my hair a wild mess
tickles your nose

Yearning

It is the heart , it longs to feel another heart beating
It is the heart , it longs to be needed
It is the heart , it longs for forever with love that is true
It is the heart, my soul , that is yearning for you

Stay

some people come into your life and touch it in a way that keeps that touch always a part of you, losing them is like losing a piece of you that needs to be found

The Visitor

Yesterday afternoon I went to visit my lover the sea

I drew names in the sand of friends and twitter family

I was greeted by a stranger, much older than me

His hair was white , his face was smooth and kind

We call his folk, snow birds , and we look forward to their
migration, showing it is winters time

He asked what it was i drew in the sand

Facebook, myspace, twitter what was this, he knew not of these
cyber lands

He didn't have a screen name , but told me he was Ray

He wasn't a photo with an expression stuck face

We talked for a moment , we shared our thoughts

No character limits , no annoying bots

Back to my carving names in the sand ,
we said our goodbyes

Without following, blocking or reporting for spam

Fuzzy

The fuzziness of my blankets don't compare to the fuzziness of your chest

My nose is tickled by the hair there , then there is your warm skin pressing
against my tickled breasts

Your arms hold me close as if losing me was your fear

With you is where I want to always be, your heartbeat the one I
always want to hear

Cynthia Harris

His Presence

it was his face she saw when she closed her eyes at night

it was his arms she envisioned holding her tight

it was his breath on the back of her neck she could almost feel

it was his warmth , his presence she hoped one day would be real

Cynthia Harris

Tonight i am spreading my wings, trying new things

It is time for soaring for flying high, touching the sky

My words are my emotions, waves in an endless ocean

It is now time for them to spread over a waiting shore

It is time to release them, for there is with them , so much more

Cynthia Harris