An acrostic poem about a lover's bold declaration of love for their Valentine.

Even though Millie has ceased to be a daily presence, her passing leaves a painful emptiness. John and I feel the absence of her voice, wit, and her “good morning” to the cat, Toot. I puzzle over her occasional “Guess what baby boy did today” is doing cart-wheels in my head. Like a jigsaw puzzle, ...

Jade Home is the old farmhouse in the middle of the prairie, miles outside of town. Where Pa tended to pigs, and Ma, the best seamstress around. You hated the bacon she served. Ma and Pa told you to be grateful. In protest, you ran through Pa’s soybean fields in one of Ma’s hand-sewn party ...

Am I part of your world?I must be dreaming. Am I worthy of your touch?Here you are, holding mewithin the palm of your hand. Only you can save me,Oh, angel of darknessand sinful passion. You are my savior,as you are theend of me. I am the Juliet to Romeo,the Persephone to Hades,the light to your ...

My American soldier.Head held high,unafraid to fight.Unafraid to die. For thosehe loves in thisblessed country,and for their freedom. Because he believes inthe wordsfreedom, liberty,justice for all. “Why must you go?”I cry, everyteardropa scar on my heart. Every step hetakes, breaks myspirit further, mysoul crys in anguish. Is it selfish to needhim here, even ashis country ...

Strolling down the narrow street,Fingers interlocked in a loving gripMy love, I hear the rhythm of your heartbeatIt pounds in perfect harmony with mineThe roses sparkle with a deeper hue todayTheir fragrance saturates the air around usNature has become an entourage on our walk of desire  A few more steps in hopeful delightWe reach the ...

Heroes are overratedThe type entitledto always save a damsel. As if I, a mere maiden,need liberationfrom anythingoutside desire. I’m no mere maiden,I don’t need liberation,emancipation,or freedom. I’m a woman ofpure carnal youthtrapped insidea fragile beauty. I roam the streetsamong nakedmoonlight, waitingfor something wicked. Yes, I need a wicked,devious, villain.The one to bindme in chains. To ...

Oh sanctify me!My Savior! Your embraceis all I need. Your skinholy salvation. “Stay Away,”They told me. How could I?We’re magnets. Destined to bedrawn to another. No matter ifpulled apart. Over and overwe find us glued.

When you dipmy body singsback archesmaking my legs fall openlike butterfly wings When you dipmy body soarsand the soft moansescaping my throatis my call for more When you diptaking a sipI bite my lipso I can controlthe swaying of my hips When you dipeverything gets quietexcept for the soundof my heartbeat in my ear And ...

My head rests on a pillow,but my body feels restless. I nudge youto share your pillow. Our bodies mingle,and feelings intensify. Your pillow slidesto my hips. When my head lays on your pillow,it doesn’t rest for long.