February 20, 2011
STORM
You're my storm
You're like a wild puma
Taking over my whole being
Like a spirit hangimg over me
You do your voodoo to me
Your roots you have implanted in me
I have faith in your being
I have trust in you
You magnetize me
No matter how much I try to be free
You've put your bonds arround me
You've tied me up
Nowhere to flee I'm captivated by you
You do your voodoo to me
You move like a wild cat
You keep your ponder dry
You burst out with strange stories of your life
You make me laugh you make me cry
You do your voodoo to me
The calm before your storm
Can not be trusted
Have to keep my ponder dry
But if I dance I weather your cycles
You spinned your net around me
You're storm is like my wildest dreams
And God is mingling in my depth
He tells me not to let you go
You can what no one has
Disarm me to my very being
But never do I quail
Your storm has made me frail
You do your voodoo to me
You dominate me
With your strength
With your power
With your views
With your intemperance
You've empowered me
For you've let me talk
You let me hold you
Touch you kiss you
Make love with you
You do your voodoo to me
You're the storm I want to hold
And not let go
Let not pass by
The storm I want to calm
I want to hold you with my hands
Want to caress
To be but what you crave in me
Drink from the cauldron of my palm
Loves nectar that will be like balm
For you have freed the storm in me
PoeDes©
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so lovely, touched my soul.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely Beautiful! A wonderfully written piece...well done!
ReplyDeleteNot sure if this will go through
ReplyDeleteCathy...perhaps go through in fantasy.
ReplyDeleteTHIS is what poetry is about!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you George!
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