Sonnets Two

~In the Mists of Time~

  
In the mists of time, once kissed a heart soft and light
Led into a world, sensation filled, of pure delight
From lips, so sweetened, of you, one could never tire
Feasting only with passion's taste, and morning dew's desire
A pleading look from bluest eyes of piercing needs
Blending bodies, touching, taunting, teasingly feeds
Emotions rising, yielding, calling, escaping in sighs
Together reaping rewards of loving, pooling in eyes
Tears of happy, of time spent with no tomorrows
Loving today, savoring that which is, having no sorrow
Sharing your heart each night and your words by day
Sustained the loving forever in memories this way

Each time the sun, the moon the stars lit up the sky
We shared wine and bread together you and I


~~ We Kiss the Mist~~

In the darkest corner of my mind, I yield to you
My heart and soul, of stolen pasts, once hid from view
Exposure now, a symphony of rhythms sweet of sound
Soothing me in trying times, when tears rain down
Upon this earth shall come another time
Releasing hearts, unburden sorrows, yours and mine
To share a love and spirit us to heights once more
This future rendezvous, in journey's path to peace, we soar
Gone the fear, no pain to feel, as breezes touch
And tenderly, we kiss the mist, once loved so much
We'll walk through shadows, darkness will abate
Before our eyes, will open lover's gate
And taste, we will from each and fill our cup
We will break bread and from the wine glass sup

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M (from my past, a challenge
from a Sonnet Round
using a line assigned)

my valentine

in the darkness her tender amour
touched him as he cradled her head she
continued to run her fingers through his
ivory hair curling his long locks around
her finger while whispering love
poetry in his ear he
raised his mouth
from her spring
taking her beauty in
her hair lay spread across
the pillow like an aureole around
her face he knew that she was a saint of
light & blessed with specialness that shown
in the eyes of all she touched and possesses
a mysterious ability to make others smile no
matter how blue their day had been she
has a soft story for all occasions

he gently wrapped his
arms around her being careful of her
tenderness he took her mouth unto his and
softly kissed her and carried her away to his
mountain home to forever be his dear
sweet rose

not a sonnet just a prose