Kalimera... Winds Of Life

Winds Of Life


By Connie James

Kalimera Apollo...
Minds in turmoil after yesterday's talk
About love and such as
Your words have left me wanting,
the love you say it's mine.
Here I've never been to before, such a long time.
I've heard another being expressing words of love:
Sure others have tried, I guess after reading the words I write.
Thinking, I am free and easy!!
I send them off with a flea in their ear.
Can't say I blame them, after all, they know not me;
I know not why I write as I do,
I guess something must be missing in my life;
Wishing for the Moon the stars in their element to rescue me
Rather emotional, fragmenting! 
Oh, Apollo your, words left me feeling vulnerable.
I'm all over the place...
Sometimes we seem to look for none existent beings,
Thinking they exist not...
Until they come knocking at your door, expressing love:
I've never been here before oh, dear lord!!   
I can grapple not with the words and such.
Especially after the phrases, I write ambiguously.
The ambiguity of those words that I write fictionally
So much easier to write fictional words.
My imagination running wild.
Of thoughts on my minds unsatisfied
But saying such words, I know you want to hear
The reality of extolling such terms personally, not so easy
I have had not, lacking in experience
I know you may believe not it's not possible I hear you say
That I've only had one love in my life's entirety
Words come not easy even when I want to say
Kiss me, darling touch me, touch me!
Let your hands whisper over me slowly softly.
Making me feel am flying high like a kite in the sky;
Soaring way above the clouds my universe my dark firmament 
Dark pools, your mysterious eyes!
I want to feel your arms about me hold me tight caress me.
And I' do the same for thee, kissing your eyes your lips.
And extol what's in the regions of my mind in the very extremities of me.
My torment within the depths, the very core of me!
It takes every ounce of me, from holding you tight.
I need your words to inflame my mind;
My mind that otherwise would go quietly and die!
This morn to make love I tried, but, the words were missing.
I fought so hard, but the words weren't coming...
Was crying out love me, darling, won't you!
Ohh...Darling, won't you!
The frustration's such I could not reach the height's
I cried out your name yet again oh, Apollo!
My minds in a fog in the extremities waiting.
Crying out deflated...
That balm, an anodyne to mine anima
Quietens down my mind
Even when I reach cannot the heights
Flying high like that Phoenix gliding, 
Effortlessly on the thermal
Winds of life!!