Just You And I

Just You And I.

Beneath those clouds I write
Scented words and such like
Heavily loaded,
Contain the rain can not
Purple rain that night's clouds burst
That tinge of purple falling over us
Those like me.
Kissing rain kissing me..my eyes
With this pen in hand, I write
What's on my mind at times
Visualising shapes .. in my minds, eyes          
Setting down on paper spilling from my mind
Whispering phrases, phrases of love.
Those words were mine.
Obtaining phrases, words awaiting me
Paraphrasing words contain I could not
Nor refraining from extolling my poetry.
Which is mine,
You know, you recognised in me
My poetry without you
Wouldn't be poetry as such
Just words.
That I see in my minds mind,
Those words becoming yours.
My poetry.
The beauty of your words
Playing havoc with my mind.
The sensuality of your lips claiming mine, my senses
Playing games with  my mind at all times
But with the exception of my senses
That storming night the lightening behind your eyes
Illuminating your features such delight.
Walking to the shore behind the lighthouse
There we stood strangers like
Finding home a shelter, for you and I
At the topmost of my roof, I stood with wonder in my eyes
There, in a room fragrantly scented from the oceans, the skies
Inhaling the seas scented, by the shore making love
On the far horizon
Where my senses, as the midnight bells tolls
Has, no defences
Looking at you nakedly
As I look into your eyes
Poetry's in perpetual motion
As I whisper on to you
My love won't you!
Before the midnight bell's tolls away
We'll sail to the horizon far
Where our love's forgotten, not
Just you and I.

 By Connie James.