Every Nice Sunday Afternoon

SCATTERED RENDERINGS



Two Years Now

How long can two years be?
How long indeed when filled
With so much joy and gladness
Heartbreak and tears
Laughter and sadness.
How long indeed when filled
With living and loving
Giving and taking
And loving, loving, loving...

It can be of indeterminable length
When two people so want it.
To have so very many centuries
All in a moments' magic
And an eternity of gifts
In three such simple words...

I Love You






Things I Love So

I love the way his eyes crinkle
Whenever he smiles at me
And how his dimples shyly peek at me
from out of his baby soft skin
And how he has a little freckle
Upon his right temple
How that one strand of hair
Always shows its' independence
Upon his brow so strong.
How he fits all the stars in heaven
Into his clear blue eyes.
How his rough, hard-working hands
Can be so tender and gentle
When laid upon my face.
How silky soft his lips are
When dampened by embrace.
How his long lashes
Droop upon his cheek
Even when his eyes are open
Looking down on my upturned face.
That one side of his mouth
I always loved to kiss
How warm is his body when
I come into his arms
His embrace is a haven
Of eternally perfect bliss.





This one was dedicated to my homegirl:
My Johnny

My Johnny went away with the army
Off he marched at the break of dawn
My Johnny went away with the army
And I know he is forever gone.

The guns and the ammunition
All insist it's your last day on earth.
I have a sad premonition
Nevermore will I know joy or mirth.

Please, John, com back from the army
Or I may ne'er see you again.
The days which are lovely and balmy
Will be better when you're home again.

(Dedicated to Linda Haas, October, 1968)






In loving you
I've held back no reserve
And now
I've nothing left to give
Tomorrows' lover
when
you
go.







You may puzzle
When I tell You
That your not loving me
Was the most love
I've every had.

But anyone who has ever
Given into loving
Will know and understand.





Trust me
And I'll do good things
Even if to make you happy
Means to leave you
To yourself.







Only a fool am I
When being with you.
Can't stay.
But I just can't go.
My arms have to find their way
around you.
Love to feel you against me.
To be sheltered
Beneath your shoulders
To feel the fever in your lips
In your hands..
To envelop you within me
To feel the warmth
Beneath your shirt
The softness of your skin
The firmness of your muscles
So close
Please let me stay
So close
Forever.

kat




Dear
I've search my mind for the words
to make you stay with me
but came back
with empty pockets.

The answer I was searching
does not lie in words
but in what lies between us
unseen
unheard.
I love you.




May is coming...
Spring is just over the horizon
Love is still here today as it was..
two years ago today..
it will be the same
two years from today
as it was
as it is.




Was there meaning in the world or in nature before I met you?
Was the sky ever so eternal until I saw you? Or was it as blue?
Were there stars in my eyes and clouds under my feet or
Was there ever laughter or tears or victory or defeat?
Did my soul ever before speak out loud to me?
Did it say how very much you mean to me?......your lady



That is enough typing for now, last day of Feb 2011. Hands hurt. That was just the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. later. cheers!