The magic of reflected love
This place, this domain of words.
Brought me love, a precious girl.
This blog, this book of poems.
Documents all, tells of our world.
Our hearts, were cast out to find.
A love that’s true, a soul that’s kind.
And here we did, by following the signs.
We found that love, a love for all time.
I’d sit and watch,
As you chat and smile.
I’d listen mostly,
Think to interrupt once in a while.
But I couldn’t I’d stay silent,
Enchanted by you.
Your personality,
Shining through.
Your beauty stalling me,
I’d try oh so hard.
But I know I’d fail,
End up watching you depart.
And there’s the regret,
I’d hold for all life.
Too shy to speak up,
Try as I might.
So I’m glad I didn’t see you,
In a cafe or bar.
For there I could only,
Admire from afar.
I’m glad that I met you,
Here in this web.
Where my confidence oozes,
With no sign of dread.
I’m glad that you saw me,
What I hold inside.
For without your love found,
I’d be alone, trying not to hide.
The filth that flows through my mind.
Shocks even me from time to time.
The adventures in sex I wanted to have.
You’ve wanted too, for which I’m glad.
You’d been unfulfilled, as too had I.
Until our minds met, clashed online.
With an out pouring of thoughts, hopes, dreams.
We told each other, what we need.
And into reality it came vividly true.
When we travelled to do what we needed to do.
We put into action the filth in our minds.
It still shocks even me from time to time.
That the adventures in sex so good, so bad.
Are our shared dreams, that we just need to have.
It’s almost time to kiss again.
To hold you tight, to ease our pain.
It’s almost time to feel the love.
To enjoy the pleasures, soft and rough.
It’s almost time to live the dream.
To give and take, all to extremes.
It’s almost time to feel the truth.
To feel what’s real to me and you.