flood
seraphic flow
pour yourself
in me
till I am brimming
with you
flood in
a little more
till I overflow
with what a lifetime
can’t contain
as you slowly
trickle down my being
keep flowing in
till all I can feel
is you
when less
has been spoken
more has been heard,
take two steps closer
and revive me
with your touch
without a sound
awaken me
with your whisper
and remind me
what I have forgotten
remind me of you
with a paint brush then
consume me
in your painting
till I am one
with your colours
guiding me
with brushstrokes
take me home
pour
your
soul
into mine
overwhelm me
…..
art by Pery Burge : http://www.chronoscapes.com 
silhouette
the nights
flow in
washing over
like waves
a mystery
unfolds
silently awaiting
to be told
of seized moments
forgotten silhouettes
and all that
a heart can hold
thoughts
flood my veins
with nostalgia
of notes
that play within
time halts
when I hear you call
we meet
to fathom
who we are
a delicate touch
a soft whisper
in synch
two drops
of spilled ink
ivory reverence
let it diffuse
slowly, your wondrous
love-creased scent
perfuming your steps
as you come unbridled
like light flooding a dark room,
waves awashing the shore
let it taint
deeply, your lunatic
care-free innocence
ushering your touch
as you enwrap me
carrying me afloat,
even in free falling
∙ tenderheartmusings ∙ 