He loves me...

I've, waken up to a glorious day 
Beautiful sky blue as his eyes 
Not a whisper of a breeze in the air 
It's a sharp cold day my way,
Not freezing you see 
That crystal clear sparkle
Good enough to run wild
Amongst my Purbeck's of Dorset
Far from the maddening crowds, beautiful.!!
In a good mood rather I am feeling swell
My young, love loves me
Oh my wouldn't you like to know,
But it's just between him and me
Going from day to day filling my way
With the wonder of it all
My heart's feeling full at this precise moment
But I know it'll come crashing down around my ears.
I'll enjoy whilst it'll last no other choice you see
But I know that my love loves me.
it's there in his gestures in the language the use's
Turning me on with each word leaving his lips
Oh, my!
He's driving me spare wanting me there every moment
My heart's all of a flutter when he's around
But with a mind reasoning not
A body thinking not, past the time for thinking
You wouldn't think one could feel so deeply
Having such feelings
Soaring beyond infinity one's mind
Because my love loves me...
He loves me for whom I am
Not like what others think I should be
Am a person becoming alive
Rather than in limbo where I use to be.
Believe can not the ecstasy within me
He drove me to hell and back
Then back again.
Mind soaring grasping for sanity
Lucidity was fading away from me
As I cried out his name time and again
But he won't let me free
From the chains, attached securely to me
Not that I'd run, taking all he had for me
Whilst my love needs me I'll stay.
Confounded wouldn't you say!!
As I wake up to face another day.
Still smiling, all the way.
By Connie James

It's Pouring Down Again

It's pouring down again, oh what will we do
We'll end up with swimming pools or like a ducks web feet
Or fungus growing between our toes
It simply won't give up as the wind blows & blows
O Lord, it's pouring down again, Lord don't you know
We've had enough rain to float the QE2
Why can't you fix that jet stream where its meant to be!
so it rains now and again like it uses to be
O Lord, it's pouring down again don't you know
Why can't you direct some of this to those who really need it,
Places are crying out for some of this wet stuff
Really we don't want to be greedy,
O Lord, let me explain there are places out there
In the vastness of our world, crying out for rain
Really we mustn't be greedy their land's parched & cracking up
For lack of the wet stuff, there also crying O Lord
To plant and grow their seeds in a land that's so full of dust
Whilst ours is being drowned dragging in the mud
Lord why don't you set, that jet stream where its ought to be
Why must it be all or nothing or are you sleeping on the job Lord!
O Lord, it's pouring down again
Or have you given up, on us blooming lot,
We must scatter our seeds, the land that gives our bread
We need the sun to make it grow with the sweat, from our brow
Won't you please pull that plug to let the water go
To where it's most, need at this precise moment, Lord!
Like tears falling from our sky's someone's that's in torment
So please, please won't you put a sock in it.
Yes, Lord our world so full of pain I can feel some of it...
So let's cry for a little sunshine but not too much of it.
We can share the sun & the rain around this wonderful globe
So Lord won't you fix that jet stream that's gone AWOL!
O Lord, it's pouring again, it seems it'll never stop.
It's causing such misery and sadness all around our lot
They're all begging for the rain to stop.
Our farmers are in a pickle but then again so are we all
If their seeds they can't scatter our daily bread won't grow
Or are you punishing us O Lord, for the badness of our world,
But its always been the same Lord since time's, immemorial
Humans are an infallible lot, don't you know
So has there been a fault, my Lord in your design
When you created the man you've created a wondrous world, my Lord,
But when it came down to humans you failed miserably,
& that's including me, harping, on O Lord, but that's me!!
it's pouring again, can't you see, am supposed to believe in you
O Lord to a certain extent I do, the beauty of our world
Couldn't be made by man alone, a Supreme Being
There must be orchestrating our world,
Dear Lord as your sitting there with your massive batons
Don't forget to orchestrate, O Lord some of this rain away
And please install that jet stream, O Lord
Before its too late.

                       By Connie James 

Reaching to me

           Reaching to me

Raising up to the skies my eyes
What do I see!
I see the rising sun's rays
Reaching out to me!
As I stand mesmerised
Letting it take hold of me
It's warmth penetrating me
As I throw my arms wide to the skies
Worshiping its rays as in a prayer
In supplication
Infusing my mind by its beauty
Beautiful as can be
Suffused my mind by the reality
Embracing me
Unfocused my mind becomes
Prolonging, the intensity
Touching his mind with mine
As I stare adoringly its rays taking hold of me
On my knees I find myself
Praying that he would be, loving me
The intensity the rising sun
It's rays all around me
Extending my arms
Almost touching a river in me
Golden stars exuding from me
Like a molten golden river
Cascading into the sea
Rising, high & higher
My fingertips burning as I
Extending my arms to he
As I standing arms akimbo
Feeling its glorious touch upon me
As I lift my face, higher kissing me
In Nirvana, I'll be,
But back to reality getting away from me!
In my memory wrapping arms around he
His warmth exuding right through me
My mind levitating as high as can be
Almost opium, like
Like a drug to me euphorically
Sending thrills through my spine
Every time, I looked at he
Holding my stare would he irrevocably be.
But he!
Wants me not as I am changing me!
A more pliable me!
But a mind of my own I possess inherently within me
It has survived my mind and me!
But I so want he to love me, for me!
No other reason intrinsically
On a pedestal, I need not, to be
Crying out looking at he
Love me!...Just for me
Adoring you as I do,
In a mystical way not, no way
But an earthling like me  
Has needs just like anybody in my primitiveness
My primitive mind wanting to climb that mountain high
With you by my side
Euphorically my mind in a frenzy
As you touch me periodically...

          By Connie James

The scent of you

The Scent of you

Each time I see you
Hungering for your words
That once so easy, now just an
extension of you...
But your words come not easy
Struggling thinking of you...
Looking into your eyes, cannot disguise
Shades perpetually on my mind
The shady streets, my thoughts of you 
Turbulent, winds whistling through
My nemesis my thoughts forever with you
Your red lips your skin like the golden sun
The softness of your eyes
The days of old...
I can scent the essence of you
Reaching your lips, touching you 
You could hardly look at me
Yet you came close so close
Scenting a river in you...
Waters cascading the waterfalls, their beauty 
Clandestinely, that only you knew 
The unknown roads the alleyways
The flower sellers the scented roses 
Smelled heavenly...
The moon in her half-light, casting shadows uponyou...And my hands whispering over you!
I've missed you, every second every moment
of my days...
Every hour, every night of my nights
yesterday's little pains...
Win or lose...
My dreams were only dreams
Dreams of yesterday... 
Like the first-morning dew
Tears dancing behind my eyes, our loss
Through my tears reaching your lips
Searching words from yesteryear 
Holding you for life so, dear
All the while taking root, in my heart
In my restless world, my city of old
I've loved you...
Having found you, to lose again 
A poetry in my heart, of hearts
Through high seas, we've journeyed, ocean wild 
In the savannah's the valleys
And I standing before you
Whispering, crying breathing
Inhaling the scent of you!! 

The Reason I Survive

With the first light of dawn's rising's sun
To the end od day's, downing of the sun
He's the reason I survive, from morning till night
And then in reverse from night till dawn again
Enduring between us the silences, I can not
Far apart our thoughts
Gazing at him at first light of the night
His face handsomely his features, relaxed
Sleeping the sleep of the innocent,
As he sleeps now!
His hair tussled, curling about his forehead
Brushing aside from his eyes, was I.
His lips, his eyes deep blue oceans like
Asking myself why!
Who's He?
Who's this man taking my peace my mind my reason
My sanity!!
The only reason I survive hour after, hour, day to day
The turbulence within me!
After, all he's just a man
That I've dreamed in the darkest of my nights,
My mind so full of he
Taking my reasoning my mind.
Thinking can not incapable of thinking
One's mind euphorically
 It's him I desire at all times obsessively
This illusion, I carry within me
The fascination within as I write time
Fascinatingly the elusive illusion inherently in me
As I look into his eyes and see darkness within He
Perpetually lit by the moon at half light
Strangely gazing at me...
Trying to extricate, myself from this prison am in.
Between the light and the darkness my mind
Ambiguously, lightness within.
Ominously the silence awating, me
Covered in a gossamer, fog dawn's lightness seeping in
Dewy mistiness in my minds mind,
Understand I can not otherwise the look in your eyes ...
A mystical light crossing my dreams of the night
Understanding, not my mind mesmerised by he
The only thought, first and foremost
He came to mind irrevocably
The only reason I survive, irretrievably my mind
Extricate myself I can not
From thinking of He!

By Connie James...

Grasping For a Reason

Grasping for a reason grounding myself to the realms of reality
In the freshness of youthfulness am not
But I still need to love and be loved in return    
To be loved like no other mind's lost in the mire of my thoughts... 
Waiting to reach the heights grasping for sanity the abandonment of mind's
Grasping for sensations lost between now and ecstasy 
One's mind's mind, body can endure not the sensations taking one, into oblivion
Grappling, with a body thinking not, the sensations doing the talking
Visionary cope can not your words impaling me deeply  
Leaving me in the mire in the regions of my mind
Of my thoughts your words your words!
Are never realized except on my mind unsatisfied
As I scream out for no real satisfaction coming my way, I realize
So why only imaginary my love why don't you kiss, kiss me.
As I claw out and scream your name deeply from the regions of my mind
Screaming out for you but you my love care not do you  
Leaving me in the mire of my thoughts pure, not so pure
Like that very first time we clashed like titans our minds
Our blood on fire with desire this wanting in us
Inextinguishable fire permeating our beings
Transcending into to a mire of lust
Why my love don't you kiss me anymore
I remember everything that's been set in the regions of my mind
My heart my soul, now like a shriveled being I cry out
Why don't you kiss, kiss me like before
Punishing me and I transcending transcending
Into immorality in my mind don't you see
This can not be just one sided
Something in return you got to give something in return
Remember when we first saw each other
That camera in my face all of the time
You're still doing it my love photographing every angle candidly
of me saying your a beautiful woman still
As I cringe laying there that camera focusing on me
Now like a beached whale, not a pretty sight to see
Please please go away take that camera with you
For my body's not what it used to be!
Your Still beautiful far, far from most says he
So why my love don't you kiss, kiss me
Don't move says he for am looking at you.
That expression in him.
So what's one to do!! 

                   Connie James

With These Hands

With these hands, I've scratched a living
From morning till night
With these hands, I've held my baby tight
As He cried out in the night
Comforting him alright...
With these hands I held you close held you tight
Over you softly these hands have whispered
As I kissed you in the darkness of the night
These hands has touched your visage
Touched your mind your heart
Softly whispering away into the night
These hands have wiped away your tears
As you cried in the darkness of the night
Holding on for life so dear
These hands have held you close to my heart
Even though you brushed them aside
But with these hands, I've touched
I've touched your heart your soul your mind
I've touched your mind with mine
Right through the night as we held tight
In a vice, holding me whispering, through the night
Escaping not the imprisonment of your vice
With these hands, I've made you cry out
In the darkness of your night
This sense at my fingertips as I touched
& kissed your lips your eyes
As I said good night sleep tight
And this sense upon your lips as I brushed
Yours with mine!
Gazing into your eyes
With these hands, I held your visage
As I touched your mind with mine!

             By Connie James...