Once I had A dream

Once I had a dream!

I dreamed that nuts would fall, from the skies...

To last me, until spring!!

Lord hear my prayer,

Little me has no chance unless you intervene...

Won't you o lord,

Let it rain nuts, enough to fill my cheeks...

Truly greedy am not just need to refill my, coffers.

Until springtime...

Hazelnuts cobnuts, really any nuts would do,

We're not fussy really!

But if you can see your way,

I'd love some Brazils and walnuts too.

A few raisins would be nice the odd berry or two.

But lord!

I'll leave it up to you!!

The silence

THe Silence   

By Connie James 

    
Where would you be darling?
         Cannot sleep!  
But why would you care if sleep
I cannot be!
          Fragmenting within me.

The silence!! Darling why the silence? 
         I'm I being punished, it's killing me!
This being, living breathing,  
Standing facing you? 
         I see nought but sternness, looking back at me!

       Not a kind word coming my way, nought to say.  
A good ending I cannot see.
This obsessiveness! 
         I hope she loves you better than me! 

Me that adores you as I do 
     Worships te ground your standing
But darling, you see not me!
         Matters not how hard I try, oblivious to me 
You'll always be; 
It's killing me, can't you see? 

        But darling;
I hope she loves you better than me!
       My heart's fragmenting into a thousand little pieces!
 As if a poisonous dart wounding my heart
                       Killing me!   

        Begging outreaching kiss me! 
 But right through me staring, if I weren't there. 
        But darling;  
       You've changed, why I cannot see.   

      In the scheme of life, do I ever enter your mind? 
Or think of me as I do you? 
       This obsessive obsession, what can I say! 
Darling!  
 Hope she loves you better than me!  

Ciao Caro Mio

             By Connie James

 Caro mio ciao! 
What a vision for tired eyes.
      Lazying in the sun, can you feel the love?
Aphrozidiacally bathing in the sun, dreaming of love. 
Warming the coggles of your heart; 

      But of course, doesn't love liveth within you.
Cassius, caro mio;  
      My heart's somersaulting gazing at you.
Opiums I need not.
You, just you will suffice to make my heart sing.

         Lying indolently by the pool
 Those lovely Nymphs attending you, bliss! 
      Their adoration bringing a smile to mine, eyes
    Oh, Cassius, I do love you, all of you! 
My body craves you embers burning my mind.

      It takes every ounce, stopping me from spilling my love.
Just the sight of you, just one look.
     Melting I'll be my heart;    
Darling, let's play that game that we know so well.  
      Here, in mine basket contains the fruits of the gods.
Picked by me in the sunshine.

      Succulent figs bursting from their skins oozing moreish-ness,
And the juiciest grapes you've ever had.
      Gathered in the warming sun scented divinely
Oozing sweetness.
       Cannot wait, salivate you'll be, feeding you one at the time.
Also, this flask filled with the nectar from the gods;
Quenching your thirst, for now.

       It's all I need to love love, no opiates needed,
Just your words;
And my hand eyes my lips will suffice! 
        Ahh, I see in your eyes it's time. 
Mischieviousness dancing in your eyes;

        Can you feel my breath, hovering over you?
Touching kissing you just as you like me to. 
        And this grape escaping my lips;
Caro mio, can you taste the juiciest & scented of flavours 
       Rippen by the burning sun, upon our glorious skies.  

Can you feel the need carissimo? 
Part your lips and taste the moreish-ness of these figs
bursting from their skins, sweeter than honey;
         I know you love these grapes escaping my lips 
Delving deeper with a kiss;   

          Caro feeling exaltation this need to make love 
The only opium I need, 
And I indolently, taking a sip of this nectar from the gods
           Divine aroma the scent's intoxicating inebriating my mind 
Kiss me Cassius hold me closer every move I'm there with you

         Caro carissimo, I hear your heart, beating against mine 
Burning embers my blood, soaring high higher 
        Like that Condor swaying on the thermal winds,
In the ecstasy of the momentum burning up;
       Shuddering in the delirium of love!!  
Just for a moment. 
      

Apollo's Saga

By Connie James

Cruising from sigh to sigh

Opening my eyes 
Exaltations much more than I can bear
The excitement.
So green, so ignorant, am I...
My nemesis he'll be, beneath my skin.
The intoxication.
Like madness
Cruising through my blood
Apollo let me cries I.

Common, kiss me!

Let my sanity return to me.

I mustn't let you see
This drug so sweet entered my blood.
My reason for deserting me
How can I travel from A to Z
With you making my blood sing, perpetually.  
Ahh, dear lord Apollo!
You know how to play me, like a harp.
Filling my mind tunning my strings
Such celestial sounds.
Hypnotising me robing me of my reason
Your incandescent words, tempting. 
Imaginings... 
Transversing the labyrinths of all times   

Visions of drugged minds;

Into a precipice falling, nought to anchor me!   
Like a puppet on a string dangling me.
To your own tune, making me dance.
Of kisses, touch me kiss me!
Screaming, you'll be.
The exhilaration undulating 
Going along with, he.
To the music of the night
The sublimity, this intoxication, euphoric my mind.
Kissing you with a hunger;
In anticipation, trembling, my body, my minds;
Yelling no, Apollo no, please!
Release me from my mind, this illusion I'm living.
Outside my mind... 
As he insatiably takes hold of me, punishing my body.
Screaming my mind... 
His breath intermingling with mine;
Into a crevice, I am crawling his touches.
Burning my blood...
Kiss me! Losing the game, I sigh.
Was I ever kissed thus, never before! 
To the point of inebriation titillating my skin.
All over again, I cried, please!
Again don't stop.

Into a frenzy!
Hypnotising me,

 

Lord Apollo!

          By Connie James  

            

Apollo, the thought of he

O'dear Lord 

I've sinned against thee.
In wanting, He!
Help I cannot...
I cannot help wanting, He
In the regions of my mind ingrained he'll be
The very core of me!
With each time I see, He
Fibrillations running through me
My beating heart.
Echoing within the times, I've surrendered.
Apollo, 

Why must he be any different?
Why must he?
In his stance the way he moves.
As he stands to look at me.
His words incandescently whispered.
Sending shivers through, me 
Burning embers my blood, my minds;
So full of, He ...
Focusing an impossibility
Just his name the thought of, He
Demented enough 
At the nearness of, he.
In a quandary leaving me!
Reading me like braille. 
I feel violins vibrating.
Sending frissons through the
His insidious touch
Losing control.
My teacher would be 
Knowing how to play me.
Looking into his eyes, I can see his need,
But my need's potentially stronger than, his
As his eyes burrowing into me.
Through his hair, I run  my fingers
Assiduously.
Ahh! Losing the plot
My mind running away with me.
Focusing, my eyes are as hungry as, his.
Insurmountable my mind. 
Making love this morn,
A gossamer came over me as He
Whispered, shall we?
Prompting I needed not, my needs as great
As his
Funny as he touches in a continuous wave
Convulsing my body.
Shocking waves cruising
As if time was running out for me.
Hold me close I begged,
His hands fluttering over me 
Like a butterfly
Tentatively... 
Why must he have this effect on me?
How I love, He!
I want to envisage not life, without, he
The after-effects still lingering on me!
Erupting my mind surrendering my body
Into Infinitum carrying me
The sweet surrender...
Once again, my mind.
Returning to me...   

Fever In Her Eyes

 By Connie James 

In the midnight skies 
The moon in her full bloom
         In her velvety darkness.
Leaving me wondering, at the infinity 
Before my eyes!
         My universe, comprehend I do not.
The mysteriousness, of it all;  

My senses are so attuned to the sounds of the night.
     That she-devil prowling the streets 
With hunger in her eyes.
Looking for the one the only one.
She'll never compromise!  

Coming upon that station, fear in her heart.  
Whilst the world slept.
Searching her love, so alone sitting 
     Head in hands hanging low cupping his face 
As if his world's falling apart;

Quietly moving, she touches him once
Her hands covering his eyes.
     Gazing into her eyes, knowing the touch 
There was fever exuding in her eyes;
Burning embers her blood.
Fevers in the air!

Taking her hands in his, gazing into her eyes
He could see that weeping, was she.
Knowing that love's deeply embedded in her heart.
And a hunger within the sighs.
In-between years, she lost her mind.
And to the mountain highs I cried;  

In the darkness of my nights, the whispers between us 
And in the silence of the dawning of the suns 
Opening his eyes      
Echoing through my mind.
Of the night, I've cried out my love.
With whispering hands, our woe's 
Exclamations the sighs;

Through the night phrases uttered between us.
But as the midnight bell tolls;
Help cannot but recall our nights f love.
At the midnight station with the moon in her full bloom 
& I like a banshee prowling the midnight streets
With hunger, fever in her eyes...

   

Apollo

 

By Connie James 

Apollo, 

you're killing me. 

When the stars appear in the skies 

Blinking like fairy light in the distance 

And the Moon in her element playing games. 

Her gravity pulling at the very core of me 

Resist cannot your roots so deeply embedded 

Within me...

And I in my melancholy, try reaching to thee. 

When my hearts fragmenting...

How can one move beyond loving 

When the stars are telling me 

I must love not thee!...

And like the rain falling constantly could not stop, me. 

And my tears flow like a turbulent river. 

Rushing down to the sea!

Confounded I'll be if I know. 

When I'll look into your eyes and see love, not lies. 

Help I cannot, loving, thee!      

 

My Hero!!

         By Connie James 

All quiet and peaceful
Around my city.
Walking silently through the night. 
     Where I met Papa, leaving his music practice.
In heavens name, what are you doing, here?
Isn't it time you were at home
Silently I nodded looking at him.
I won't belong!  

      Hands deep in pockets, I walked on. 
Looking not right nor left.
Head bent with my thoughts.
      Enjoying the solitude of the night.
The air fresh on my face;
The coolness of the night soothed my troubled mind.
With, a spring on my step.
I walked on;
In the distance, I heard Papa playing.
My favourite tune.

Such a lovely piece of music, hypnotising me!
         Picking up speed, I walked faster and, faster.
With the music catch, I could not,
I was all of a flutter.
So I took to my heels and run. 
           Ran and ran light lightening    

In slow motion, I seemed to be running 
Catch up, I could not, with Papa.
Minds in a fog! 
Running around the corner, there was he.
        Beneath the street lamps standing 
Eliminating his features in the dim light
In a gossamer-like his silhouette.    

The night air was thick with the scent of the Eucalyptus. 
         Intermingling with the pine.
So heady the scent intoxicating my mind.
I thought that I was in a dream.
        Papa, Papa I uttered in a scream.
In tears, I walked on.
       With the beaming Moon for company.
I knew there wouldn't be my Papa.
Around the corner waiting for me!
My hero!          

  

The Orchestra

            The Orchestra

         By Connie James  

The orchestra has come to remind me 
Of the music the sounds making me feel nostalgic
When life was beautiful!

A charmed, childhood had we
Life was fun, with much of music
And very much full of love!  

Papa was our hero, we loved him so.
A musician was he amongst other skills,
Turning his hand at most things.
Our home most times full of music, and laughter
As a child growing up recollecting the ins and outs of life.

After dinner, we'd be sitting all around the dining table 
Making music...
For instruments using our voices 
Accapella we sang. 
Making the sounds of an instrument of your choice
But of course, we had the cutlery glasses saucepans,
Lids as cymbals pots as drums! 
And so we had our percussion;
But of course, Papa was the maestro.  

I can still see him with his baton in hand
We kids were called to make our sounds in tune
In turn to make music...
Oh Lord you only had to be there to witness 
The madness of it all 
Oh my goodness, what a madhouse!

The singing the laughter, but most of all the love.
Hysterical noise, growing, louder much louder;
And Mama begging for the noise to stop.
Compering to a lunatic bin!

Papa would have none of it like a child protesting.
Ahh, the sound the beautiful sounds 
The music, the laughter the tears and the love; 
I miss you so much!  

Today as we get together long after Papa's gone  
We sang acapella.
One would start moments later the next would take on
Going on and on never-ending
Embedded in my memory, my heart...
Boa Noite Querido Papa;
Sleep tight.
 
     

Feeling Blue

       By Connie James

Know not what's up with me
I guess feeling blue 
My soul's crying
feeling a weakness running through me 
Tiredness taking hold of me.

Behind my eyes, there's a waterfall cascading
oozing through me;
Without any help from me; 
A certain tightness in my throat my chest 
Suffocating me;
On top of my world, I should have been. 

Just arrived from my paradise island 
Where I was born;
The lands of my Papa that he tended with love.
The old homestead, looking so sad.
Where once there was laughter   
 Music and dance ever after, happiness abounded.

Now it's a place a sad place, dead;  
Irrevocably dead.
No sign of life in those that reside there
Might as well have been zombies automatons 
But there again they had lost their other halves
Happiness has left the building, regrettably. 

The lands I ran around as a child 
Climbing the fruit trees my brother and me
Chasing the livestock a couple of ragamuffins,
In bare feet, ahh, Mama would dispair.

Now, not much land to speak of but, what's left 
It's lying fallow a wasted land where once crops would grow
So sad, no pride anywhere...
The soul of the homestead has died;
Lands that Papa tended tirelessly, 
Our little paradise in the days of old... 
As you walk in desolation greets one's eyes.

The gardens that once was the envy of many; 
Now, bothered they won't be;
Lying fallow, dead grass trees unkempt.
Red dust that once a fertile land used to be.
The untidiness permeates everywhere. 
The summer house now a dumping ground. 
Where once had pride and place.

The flowers, orchids that resided there 
It was a place where one could sit and relax. 
Afternoon teas, little cakes galore.
Even with us rumbustious kids, laughter abounded.

Awfully sad seeing the devastation taking hold.
No one cares or sees, the desolation blind, they must be! 
The pride has gone from a home that once lived loved. 
Sang and danced at every chance
In papa's days.
Now their not living, merely existing, waiting for god. 
Just waiting to die;  
As the brightest star vacated her world 
Taking laughter with her...

I believe I know now why I feel so blue. 
Once upon a time, our home was a happy place to be
But I live not there, others taking control. 
Or not. Waterfalls still flowing 
There's an ache within me.
Tiredness! I know not!!   

He Gives Me Shivers

      He Gives Me Shivers

          By Connie James

Every time I see him 
       He gives me shivers;
His penetrating stare goes right through me
Challenging me!
      Looking at me, forbiddingly; 

But beneath his skin, he's on fire.
        His fibrillating heart
Pumping through his veins his blood
        Burning like embers of meteorites. 

Walking away, I did try.
       But miserable as sin was I.
As he gloriously stands before me 
       A thought came to mind;
Where did he, sprang from!    
        Approaching, I saw not him. 

Looking at me that look, leaving me
Quacking, in my boots.  
        I felt the floods gates, opening.
Silently weeping; 
        Damn him! 
Confounded I'll be.
         For he gives me shivers;

Looking into his eyes the attraction insurmountable 
          Like a magnetic field drawing me.
Hating myself for falling yet again;
         Bewildered leaving me.

 Oh, dear lord all over again giving me shivers. 
         Losing control;
Kissing every inch of, he.
        Setting fire to my blood his touch
Ahh! Into my cocoon must he snug up 
        Marvellous creature whispering! 

It takes all of me to fall not, all over again for, he!
        Why dear Lord has, he this effect on me? 
Escape I won't be his eyes 
    The colour of my deepest oceans 
         Yah, he gives me shivers!

I haven't Lived

I haven't Lived

By Connie James 

I haven't lived!!

She screamed into the winds. 

I haven't lived.

You do you mean you're glad? 

Apollo!

How would I know!

The differences between one another.

A fairy story is that what you want?

I've known but one love in my life.

I know no different.

Incandescent words phrases lacking in my life. 

Setting my blood on fire.

Oh, dear lord Apollo.

What have you done, setting free 

The beast in me!  

This primitiveness taking hold of me!

Primal feelings am all at sea.

Exuding this obsessive obsession from me.

Cannot have enough.

The sight of your name's enough, making me yearn  

Just like a river running through me!  

The sight of you driving me cuckoo,
Hands cruising over me.

Looking for that screw, I've lost along the way.

So ignorant, so ignorant, I feel.
Apollo; 

Since meeting you

The ins and out's of love.   

The scent of love on my sheets, the reality.

Never experienced such love.

Omg! 

Dead was I, trapped by a silver thread, my soul 

Then comes you freeing the beast the animal

Lying dormant freeing me!

From the dead limbo, I was living, now 

How can I go through life?

Knowing there's so much more to live for! 

You should have left me in the dead limbo,
I was living. 

Ignorance can be bliss, emotionally

Confounded I'll be.

How can I go on, knowing I cannot possess you,

Again?     

My words I write functionally, my imagination 

Running wild

Of thoughts unsatisfied in my mind!    

In me, there must have been the need for life as I know it.

Now how am I suppose to live my life 

Knowing that there is much more of a life one can live. 

One life one love, one's life half lived! 

Did I not deserve much more than this?

Careful for what you wish for, you might get it! 

Your incandescent words, phrases burning my blood  

Flames high fire's so wild.  

I fear cannot have a good ending, Apollo! 

As you touch kiss me, my mind. 

Adrenalin oozing through my blood 

Awakening this primitive being, dormant within me.   

Touch me, darling kiss, kiss me  

Intermingle your breath with mine.

Let me feel the fires in my blood, consuming me  

For all eternity!!

Maestro Please

      Maestro Please             

    By Connie James

A new Adonis on the block
     Suave as only he can be.
His eyes deep dark pools, inviting me!
      Shall I delve deeper, into his dark 
Mesmerising eyes! 
Deep as my turbulent oceans
Across from me! 

     Into the depths of hell, irrevocably I'll be;
Oozing animal magnetism, oh dear me!
His forbidding look directed at me,
     Challenging I can be, oh my! 
My heart won't listen to my mind   
It's as stubborn as me.

Oh, infamy!      

Rules following me!
Not me! If it suits not me.
Out of the window goes by the rule book and I. 

     Our Adonis has the world at his feet.
Worshipping, He.
Am just one of those, finding him irresistible.
      Oozing from every orifice sexuality
On his pedestal I placed, he!  

     He's a God, Zeus linked intrinsically.
Make cannot head or tail, of he.   
At his beck and call, we'll always be 
Adoringly;

     Hard dominating, kings stare aloof stands he.
On his perch we placed, he.    
Following his every move our eyes, watching.
     A Maestro conducting a symphony!
His baton touching each and every one
     Obedience demanding;

Playing us like a harp, progressively. 
      Plucking at the strings of our hearts 
Like violins. 
      Conducting from his perch 
Shedding electricity, he knows how to move!
So attuned we've become to him.  

     But a rebel I'm, always have been 
Glancing at him defiantly.
My ivory's and I, doing their own thing.
Alarmingly rising euphorically into a crescendo>
     Decreasing to a piano pianissimo...

Gazing sternly at me, frissons ran through me.
     A warning echoing through my mind 
He, won't stand me playing silly buggers with, he.
A battle of wills between him and me.

     Deep into his mind, I'd love to look. 
And see his pheromones rising; 
Drooling I'll be, setting my eyes upon, he 
      Like a damned fool, dreaming.
The worlds full, irrevocably of such fools as me.

      I could kiss his eyes his lips sensually;
Oh, dear Lord, you're killing me.
Touching his mind with mine,
      His hands whispering over me!
Whilst screaming, I'll be let it be! 
Oh, dear Lord have pity on me!

    My heart fibrillating ecstatically 
Embers burning my blood on fire will be!
Incapable of obeying me.
     Wonder how he sees his world, defunct will be  
If protect we cannot be possible. 

     All these bleeding hearts falling at his feet, admiringly.
Lifting his baton striking into a crescendo
Raising our minds increasingly.
Adonis always will be  

On The Richter Scale

   

       By Connie James

On The Richter scale. 
Scaling into oblivion.  
Whilst my earth shook beneath me. 
Tumbling from her axis, hold me!
Clinging on to you.

Whispering forcefully, common!
Frissons running through me,
Again!  Hold me!
Refrain, cannot imagine, your
Whispering touch calling your name.
Make love to me!   

Convulsing on the Richter scale 9.9
Euphorically, the sensations the ecstasy
Contain an impossibility! 
Grasping at nothingness unable to anchor me!  
Whilst down below,
The realisation that you won't come to.  
Deflated hitting a low! 
Waterfalls spilling from the core of me.

Searching you in the eyes of my mind, eluding me
Punishing me;
Why punish me when I needed you!

My worlds collapsing all around me. 
Searching high and low 
It was you! 
Oh, my darling always you!
Under my fingers, I could feel your every sinew.
Breathing inhaling every pore of you.
Hungrily kissing your lips taking tasty sips ;
Delving deeper touching your soul.
Touch, me darling again, love me.

But the reality you won't even talk to me;
Punishing me for being me!
But win I cannot;
In my mind, perpetually. 
I miss you, love you. 
The way you made me feel,
So real!! 

Waking me from the limbo that I was living.
Making me feel good! 
Wasn't such a sin!?
The laughter from within the sighs.
With tears running from my eyes
Aching with laughter, 
You do me good.
Suffice to say, the fun's dissipated;

Returning back into the limbo I was living.   
In between earth and hell;
I guess heaven can wait, another day.  

 

Where Will You Be

   By Connie James 

Darling get out of my head 

Embedded in my mind, you'll forever be.
When making love, coming to mind.

This longing for you's an aberration.

So detached from me at all times.

Yet I feel your eyes following me. 

Penetrating, ruling me. 

All through the week, you can rule me.

Softly, softly pianissimo! 

Admonishing me, he'll be, for 

Thinking of you.
For feeling loving you! 

Don't ever tell me what to feel, see or think.

Darling, thinking of you!  

Here sit I, across the water from you 

In the freshness of the morning in dew.
Before the sun opens, he's eyes. 
To the gloriousness of a new day...  

In your element, I see you across from me. 

Stretching up to the skies. 

A sight for tired eyes.
Can you not feel my darling messaging 

Via your mind.

Worshipping the essence of you. 

I can hear bells pealing in the distance.

In my wooden cabin sitting amongst the trees 

Feeling like Jane waiting for my primitive Tarzan. 
To swing by.

The birds are singing. 

In a glorious symphony lifting my spirits high.

As I try flying from tree to tree

In my mind's mind.  

So lonely darling with me and me!

But still, the bells are ringing elevating me.

And continually being admonished by, he 
In how I should see, feel or think.

Soaring out of his reach, into infinity.
All I see are your eyes following me.

And he shouting at me! 
That there are rules to follow!

F..k the rules say I, a sheep I've never been
Nor will ever be!

A mind of my own I possess to do see and think. 

As I please.

But darling trying shutting out the cacophony.
Interfering with my senses.

Darling, can you feel not my breath 

As I whisper in your ear, what I'd like to do! 

Standing behind you cupping your eyes...

Cruising down your spine  

Kiss each and every vertebra, slowly.

This fantasy feeling your every sinew... 

Looking into your eyes, 

Through, me penetrating an infusion 
Reawakening me.

The adrenalin intoxicating entering my blood 

Into a point of no return,  

Minds all over the shop concentrate cannot. 

Like a bird in a golden cage fluttering 

Whispering winds undulating in the breeze

The sound of a flute rising in the air. 

The sweetest of sounds.

Casting my gaze beyond yonder, I see nought.

Except for fluttering birds panicking between the trees 

Perching right in front of me that skeletal tree   
Squawking infernally...
Darling where will you be.

Thinking of thee.  

    

Just One Day

          Just One Day 

       By Connie James

Just one day in my life 
Just one day.
I'd love to be loved like no other 
In any other way. 
To be loved unconditionally 
Matters not what they'll do or say
Holding me close, even If I push you away
To share my life despite my ways!!

What I spew out when I'm hurt
when you walk away!
The silence's a killer, what can I say!

Yesterdays!
So many many yesterdays 
When you'd take me by the hand and say.
You are my love my life the Stellar in my skies.
You've sparkling diamonds in your eyes.
Filling my heart when you smile  
Inexplicably in a wonderful way. 

Loving you matters not.
Whether to love you, they have no say.
Shivers running through me. 
Fighting all the way.

It's my life, I'll play it my way.
Stubbornly, they'll say;
To love you not in any way.

Conspiringly you'll say, my love 
I love you!   
In my ambiguity, I turn and look away
Extinguishable my love's not
In any way;
The world we live in understanding not
No way!  

But some days my obtuseness   
It's there for all to see.
When extolling my love, uncontrollably 
When it comes down to you, in every way 
Let it be, let it be they'll say. 
The silence's killing me.
Ominously you'll love me not in any way!

Yesterday!
Why must I think of yesterdays! 
When we'd sing and dance at every chance 
And make love in every way.
The stormy winds now have taken it all away. 
We've left ambiguously in what to think or say.
But I refuse to say no more's 
I Love You...

He's Great

      

Edited version 

  By Connie Jame

He's Great

Standing before me I imagine, he 
In the eyes Of my mind 

Ahh! Imaginings;
      Echoing through me my mind, a time 
When he stood, gazing at me
Much laughter in his eyes.

I love nudging up to him spontaneously.
Kissing his eyes!
      It's there to see my impetuosity. 
Jut reactions from me! 

He drives me spare, psychologically;  
Disrobing me! 
Cannot bear he gazing at me thus.

Scaling I'll be that mountain high.
Just to see to be with, he! 
Ahh! His eyes like those flax blue fields 
       In the distance;
I see a colourful sea of blue, twinkling. 

Mischievously bewitching me.
        His greatness I see it's inherently within, He.
Carrying within me this obsession;
That Galic air about, He   
        His proud stance, the way he walks
Like a Peacock in the distance.

         The redness of his hair;    
There is something about He 
What flummoxes me; 
Looking at me right in the eyes! 
       Unflinchingly; 
The attraction, connecting me.

        He's always great when you enquire of He.
Looking into his eyes, mmm Kissing his lips!
       Surprised I'll be at the reaction of He...

Missing a beat my heart.   
That perpetual look in his eyes
         Leaving me wondering;

Inexorably there's a fire burning my blood.
Always great He seems to be;
Mischieviousness, looking into his eyes  
You can see how great he can be!

           But the greatness of he no one can see but me!

A great mover He'll be dancing cheek to cheek. 
           I can feel the greatness of He;
O' dear Lord! 
I could kiss the very core of He.

         Taking me beyond reality, thus feeling...
Disperse must not from me!
Holding closer that twang of his.
Softly whispering, shall we?  

         Feeling desire, my blood's on fire!
My heart beating, like a drum excessively.  
Boom, boom! By the greatness of He;

He knows how to play me, unhurriedly. 
Like a harp plucking at the strings of my heart
         Inexorably;
Wrapping my arms around him 
Bewitched, always living me.  

       His eyes the colour of my skies 
And the cornflower fields across the way... 
Swaying in the breeze, an ocean of blue;  
           knowing smiling, mesmerising beguilingly...