Small Sonnets

A Future

As one looks forward to the rest of this life.
Asking of the powers that be, a place free of strife.
It need not be Mansion, nor Kubla Khans Dome.
For where love is found is forever a home.
No subservience or dominance on either part.
Two making One, that comes only from the heart.
I am her equal, friend, lover, and partner for life.
She is my equal, my partner, my lover, my wife.
Oh, there are diamonds and gold, all sorts of material things.
They compare not to the sound of joy when a lady sings.
She sings because her soul is content, her heart set free.
If you have never heard this, my friend, I pity thee.
Then when the Black Camel kneels, and I pass thru death's door.
She can say, "I loved and was loved", why need there be more?
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Worship.

She has some fear, her heart a wounded dove.
But still she doth wish to be loved and to love.
The men she has known, none called her a beauty.
She now thinks of sex, as naught but woman’s duty.
But as she lay enclosed in his arms , in that private place.
She sees what she never thought to see in any man’s face.
She sees the caring and worship of her in his eyes.
A trembling begins, from her heart to her thighs.
He has his own fears too , he feels from love he is barred.
By this face and body he wears, so hideously scarred.
She cups her hands on his cheeks, that half-melted visage.
Within him something heals he now has the courage.
He moves down beside her, he will not falter.
As he begins to worship at her body’s altar.
Every peak and hollow of her body, neck down to hips.
He worships and blesses with hands, tongue, and lips.
She arches her hips, opens as on no other occasion.
As her souls flame is kindled by that gentle invasion.
He takes her up and thru that orgasmic door.
Twas new to her, had never been there before.
He enters her, in the soft combat free from strife.
And they begin anew, that dance ancient as life.

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Summer Night

You called out over and over, his name, to all above
Lying there, you two, as one, in the throes of love
Gazing deep into your eyes, he says your name.
Spoken only at a whisper, a scream, just the same.
Your body explodes in release, so great it gives you fright
Approaching Nirvana, unbridled passion, in the sultry night.
He rises with you, together, joins you at that you both did seek
The two come back to this world, having acheived that peak.
Full moon above, shining white diamonds off drops of dew.
The heated silence of the night, seems to envy the two of you.
The stars are fixed in place, you know that it is always so.
Yet they seemed to spin and dance, but a few moments ago.
The night breezes cool the sweat, earlier seeming so molten.
As you lie in each others arms, in those moments so golden.
He gently trails his hands over your bodys' curves.
You see that male part of him, as it again stirs.
Then, before the rising of the summer sun
That time comes again, when two become one