Holding you
Would be a feeling 
Compared to no other.
Savoring each moment I’m 
Able to wrap my arms around you;
Fingers embracing 
Opposite ends of your waist
Lips longing to taste 
Delicateness  of your neck and face.
I yearn to have this Love in my space
 I’ll be gentle 
With your orchid’s petals 
Compassion In hands as I paint 
With multicolored pastels
Songs of my affection
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Thunder Roars
As my pen pours it’s ink
Onto lonely paper
Longing leaping
From my pores into the darkened sky
Hoping my words beckons busy wind
And the moon turns her head. 
For I need to sing this love
Into her left pocket
So that they will be written down; Placed onto your cool pillow
As you lay your head for slumber.
My arms,
They twitch from their need
To embrace your delicateness.
I’m unsure of how to conclude
This spillage of myself,
So know you will be in my dreams
​#NewAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva

Finishing the remnant spirit 
In my glass 
Reminiscing of times past
​Where I stormed through grass
Breathing into cold brass
Deep down 
Beneath brow
I locked away desires of no sound
Bound
To precious sounds of Madam’s song
My tongue still speaks of you
Hoping her love would rain down
From the pink clouds
Of affection’s mound.
Im here if you choose to look;
I’ll be here if you decide to swim
Just know 
It’s because of you
My Love first shook
#NewAuthor#BlackAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva

Like the night wolf
My love
Stares into the moon’s eyes
As it breathes odes of passion
Through tools of brass
Not from lungs
But straining diaphragm
To ensure
The flow is steady
As it pours into 
Rushing Atmosphere 
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Last night was filled with preparation.   A door approaches on morrow’s shoulder; love tapping on the wood.
There’s no need
To gather anything 
The trees are bearing fruit;
Passion that’s been locked away
Denands it’s chance to breathe
I’m coming for your Love Madam
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A lone island
My sand is parched;
Thirsting for your touch.
I hear your voice 
As distant waves converse
But my shore
Has yet to be graced with you. I
Ask myself
 Where is Love’s location
Answered with silent sensations
So I construct gems
By pressurizing 
Bits of longing sand
Reminders of why 
Perseverance is a must.
I miss a touch that was never felt
Sleep well
​#NewAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva

I saw your grace 
In morning’s face:
Pinkish peach colored sunrise
Illustrating waking clouds
In marvelous mosaics;
Painting night’s pillows
With callings from Titan’s throne.
Watching it all unfold, I
Could only think of your Love
How every morning
Will wake you with affection’s touch
Reminding you
That our union 
Will Rival the Love
Shared between night and day
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Every night 
Your warmth visits my dreams;
I love feeling you next to me.
Waking to see
It was yet another reverie
Is painful but reminding
As to why I must continue my journey 
Its no longer enough
To only feel your Caress briefly
No I need more; yearning to caress your shore
Actually hearing you snore
Enjoying the fragrance lingering on pores.
This is no longer a desire 
I must feel your affection’s fire
​#NewAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva

To Madam Diva,
If you ever question what my heart holds for you, look into the river of my words that forever flows from my pen to towards the confines of your Love. Every letter of every word has your Caress etched in its foundation; acting as chains of pink diamonds connecting every word in every sentence. They act as a trail of bread crumbs showing you the way to my Love’s home. I will not stop until your affection whispers my name; once our love’s fingers are intertwined I will send you Love letters dripping with my tenderness until my last breath. This is my truth to you my beautiful pink orchid
#NewAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva

Waking at dawn I 
Rose before sun; carrying
Love’s song within pen.
I
Sang for 
Hours, without catching
Breath; trying to birth
Breeze
That meets you with my kiss.
#NewAuthor#HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva