~love is a timeless creature
Eternity to be shared
Standing against a jealous Morpheus
We kiss under moonlit skies
By candlelight and starshine
ᴹᵃᶰᵒˢᵠᵘᵉFαҽɾყ'ʂSσɳɠʂ
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1081897549894766592?s=20
~you've inspired so much from me these past months. I do hope I may continue to bring you the peace you feel in my arms as you bring a sense of home to me, mí corazón. ♡ -your encanto
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1087874743305408512?s=20
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1087877894536380416?s=20
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1097907714141892608?s=20
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1097894800995561473?s=20
13 mar 2019
14 mar 2019
#worldPoetryDay
21 mar
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1108913073581158400?s=20
@LastTrueVampire
~Las estrellas brillan más por ti.
Te amo, mi corazón, siempre y para siempre. a la Luna y de regreso, y las galaxias más allá
~♡Sky
9 apr 2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1115516868683534336?s=20
Jars of stardust
She sits with jars gathered round her.
Slowly opening each one
As they glow bright from within.
She removes tiny light balls
From them one at a time.
They cast a warm glow
Upon her hands as she does.
She blesses each upon removal
Before she sends it on its way
Be free my tiny friend
Become what you will
She whispers upon the wind
Setting each stardust ball away.
Safely knowing they will return
Home once again.
4 may 2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1124804129757519872?s=20
She has become his addiction
Each and every night.
Her soft sounds;
His desires upon his ears,
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1124794988846637057?s=20
Neck kisses before
Laying upon white silk sheets.
Entrancing and sweet.
23 may 2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1131416058223579136?s=20
2 june 2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1135372877656743936?s=20
8 july 2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1148301495009497089?s=20
@0riginalGillies
#ManCrushMonday
~fairy's song~
It is him, and his love,
That brings out her song.
She hums happily along
As she goes about her days.
Carrying baskets for flowers
Back in from the gardens,
To be shared inside,
As their twins frolic and giggle
With the bunnies along their way.
They share their love
Of songs, words, and stories.
His smile and beautiful words,
Brings her simple joys each day.
His arms are her peace.
Whenever they're together,
They share simple pleasures.
Simple happiness they have
found within each other.
They tell faye stories and caress piano keys each evening
As the moonlight fills their room.
She became the music he worshipped every single dawn.
And she sang her fairy's song only for him.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1151697297497100288?s=20
Simply
A touch, a word
A mere caress of the hair
a stroke to the skin
Whispers within the night
It is all simply to show
One is there
In arms as moonlight
washes over them
just simple thoughts
simple gestures
simply love.
ᴹᵃⁿᵒˢqᵘᵉ
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1151692714473381889?s=20
His Faery’s Song
She became his music.
A story of a love he never dreamed
He could ever be allowed to have.
Their notes were written
as kisses and caresses along bare skin.
Her Faery’s song ran through him;
more joyous than anything before.
He could not recall ever being allowed
To feel so free in his emotions.He was the harmony to her melodies.
Her song flowed through him
Like nothing he had experienced before.
Their joys as beautiful crescendos
To complement their contrasting diminuendos.
Their moonlight strolls in the gardens
Always such a peaceful adagio to their days.
They began their song that one night
caressing piano keys and telling Faye stories
and now they play their Faery’s song
together, now and always.
19 july 2019
https://twitter.com/L0RD_BYRON/status/1152096849152491520?s=20
{she broke me
and now love
finds a way inside}
she broke me;
Or she broke through my walls,
I should really have told.
and now love
finds a way inside.
It has crept through
All the cracks and crevices
That I have patched up over time.
My walls have crumbled down
But it was all because of her.
She is my light.
She is the sunshine with her blonde head
Resonating more so from within.
She has broken me down
So that I may let my walls down
To allow my demons free to roam
And yet, she is not afraid of them.
She seems to have her own dwelling
Within her own apparent walls.
But somehow,
they play well together.
Hers and mine.
She has broken my walls
And mended rather than mended me
That moment I let her love inside.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1153828357890596864?s=20
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~My thoughts are lost
when I’m with him.A simple look and I am gone
Upon naked skin
Sweet kisses as we drift to sleep
Blessed slumber in each other’s arms.
I have the same dream every night
and he lays in my arms
each time I slumber
I wish to never waken
From such a splendid dream
For I may never want to sleep again
If I was to waken to it not be true
And I hold her close to my heart
In the light of the moon
I sleep peacefully
Guarding her dreams
maybe because I treasure her
each and every day
and we lay in each other’s arms
keeping close to our heart
guarding dreams and hearts
consoling slumber
as we treasure each moment
we share in our waking dreams.
https://twitter.com/0riginalGillies/status/1157952435228499968?s=20
~ Nocturne: NothingIsHeard
within this unwetting water
within this plate glass air (...) like plate glass ice
the pounding of a sea where I get nothing —XV, 1940.「https://soundcloud.com/meandresmusic/meandres-extrasystole-piano-solo…」
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1158009312054251520?s=20
We seem to stand alone,
Lost in our thoughts.
The sound of the waves crashing around us
And yet, we hear nothing.
Our thoughts racing unheard
Among the unwetting waters
As we stand at the shores edge.
Staring out upon the sea.
The icy air, like plate glass,
We get no answers we seek.
Only the calming of our restless souls
With crashing waves.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1158495049220534272?s=20
She was his unread book.
So much more of her
He had yet to explore.
Hidden treasures...
She was his unfinished poem
His need to learn more
About her...
She was his unfinished
Musical manuscript.
And he loved every note
That came from within her soul.
7 august 2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1159191762109456386?s=20
@0riginalGillies
~Treasured dreaming
I have the same dream every night
and he lays in my arms
each time I slumber
I wish to never wake.
From such a splendid dream
For I may never want to sleep again
If I was to waken to it not be true
~I have the same dream every night
And I hold her close to my heart
In the light of the moon
I sleep peacefully
Guarding her dreams
maybe because I treasure her
each and every day~we have the same dream every night
and we lay in each other’s arms
keeping close to our heart
guarding dreams and hearts
consoling slumber
as we treasure each moment
we share in our waking dreams.
The cool summer nights slowly draw close
As they we sit close together
The garden aglow in the setting sun
Golden rays turning the fields of lavender
Into a brand new land before them.
Fresh picked raspberries shared on cupcakes
And other frozen treats
Before we lay together upon satin sheets.
Whispered voices as we hold close
Through the wee hours of the night.
Cool satin sheets against bare skin
Soft caresses and slow kisses
Until the morning light appears once again.
Then more snuggles as we share
More fresh picked raspberries shared
Piled this time atop syrup covered pancakes
Now shared in bed.
His moonlit dream
She danced around
As though she was
Merely a dream.
Her sheer skirts
Floating around her body;
Magical almost.
Was she truly there,
before his very eyes?
Moonlight filters about
as soft petals fall upon her feet;
An angel of beauty
in sheer moonlit elegance.
She pauses beside his piano,
glancing behind her shoulder
to gaze upon him.
She closes her eyes
as she twirls again.
The sheer scarves swirling
As she moves freely;
this time into his arms.
He captures her,
this graceful beauty
that now belongs to him.
She looks into his eyes,
Her love shining bright.
Joining arms and hands,
They now twirl together
In the magical grace
as they join to become one.
He has now become
part in this moonlit dream;
Sharing in her beauty and grace.
They dance around the room,
Holding close against the other.
Her sheer skirts swirling
Around them both.
He slides his finger
slowly along piano keys
As they float past,
still holding fast.
He feels her hand
along his hair
as he slides them upon the bench;
sharing the moonlit dance
turned into song.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1160599955456831488?s=20
https://twishort.com/iP8nc
Wandering, Restless Minds
Allow us to ease each other’s minds
As we lay back on a blanket beneath the stars
To send away the outside world
And all the troubles that came to be.
Let us not be restless mind any longer
But be here within the darkest hours
Holding close just to be
Never speaking out any real words
Just holding tight and keeping close
Allow our minds to wander off
To other things that matter
Like sunsets, fireflies, and fire flies.
Gardens that blossom and grow
Toddlers that giggle so
Flower petals catching the sun’s rays so
That the world becomes golden yellow all around.
So let the restless mind wander
Beyond the days that have fallen behind us so.
Show the world what living really means
Let them all wonder so.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1160596915618230272?s=20
twishort.com/gP8nc
Tales of Time
Let us sit beneath the flower tree
Within the tiny sunroom.
And read within the pages old,
Of tales beyond our time.
Let us share in stories before us
And be swept away in our memories.
The pink petals will float around us
As we snuggle close to read.
Let us become our favorite characters.
And make our own tales of time.
We will dive within the pages
Be swept away by stories old.
Let us sit among fallen tree petals
Making up our own stories
We can become anything we wish to be
And no one has to be the wiser
Let us sit beneath the flower tree
Reading old story pages
With pen and journal in hand
To make our own love story old.
27 august 2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1166487542583025665?s=20
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https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1166552192544923648?s=20
Ⱥʍօղց Ӏąѵҽղժҽɾ
The moon shines pale
Hanging high above
As she steps out in the fields
Fragrant lavender flows into her nose.
Sheer blue dress
Hangs upon her silken skin.
She floats to the middle
Playing her fingers
Along the delicate flowers.
She breathes in deep
As she closes her eyes.
Smiling as she loses herself in the smell.
She begins to twirl
Dancing in the flowers
Under sweet moonlight.
The stars show themselves
Revealing to her their brilliance.
She opens her arms wide
As sheer blue scarves float around
Tilting her head to the heavens
The stars fall gracefully around her.
Her dress now shimmering
In the starlight
Dancing around her.
The lavender shimmers in starlight.
She twirls playfully in the flowers
The sweet lavender rising up
As the stars sparkle bright.
She feels a hand upon her waist
She spins slowly around
To welcome her lovers arms.
They stand and kiss
Among starlight, moonlight, and lavender.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1166490431464640519?s=20
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ŋɛῳ ℘ơɛɱ
ɦɨֆ ʄɨռɛ աɨռɛ
ɦɛ ȶɦօʊɢɦȶ ȶօ ɢʊʟք ɦɛʀ
ǟֆ ȶɦօʊɢɦ ֆɦɛ աǟֆ աǟȶɛʀ,
ȶօ ֆǟȶɨֆʄʏ ɦɨֆ ȶɦɨʀֆȶ.
օռʟʏ ɨռֆȶɛǟɖ,
ɦɛ ʄօʊռɖ ȶɦǟȶ
ֆɦɛ աǟֆ ɨռ ʄǟƈȶ,
ȶɦɛ ʄɨռɛֆȶ օʄ աɨռɛֆ
ɦɛ ɦǟֆ ɛʋɛʀ ȶǟֆȶɛɖ.
ɦօա ֆɦɛ ɨռȶօӼɨƈǟȶɛɖ ɦɨֆ ʍɨռɖ.
ȶɦɛ ȶǟֆȶɛ օʄ ɦɛʀ ɨռֆȶǟռȶʟʏ ɮʀօʊɢɦȶ ɦɨʍ ɮǟƈӄ
ȶօ ȶɦɛ ʍօʍɛռȶ օʄ ʟօʋɛ աɦɛռ ȶɦɛɨʀ աօʀʟɖ ɮɛɢǟռ.
ֆɦɛ ֆɦօաɛɖ ɦɨʍ ɦօա ȶօ ʟօʋɛ ǟɢǟɨռ
աɦɛռ ɦɛ ȶɦօʊɢɦȶ ǟʟʟ աǟֆ ʟօֆȶ.
ȶɦɛʏ ɮɛƈǟʍɛ ʍɛֆʍɛʀɨʐɛɖ ɮʏ ȶɦɛ ֆǟʍɛ ʍօօռ.
ʊռɖɛʀ ֆօʄȶ ƈǟռɖʟɛ ʟɨɢɦȶ ǟռɖ քɨǟռօ ֆօռɢ.
ɦօա ƈօʊʟɖ ȶɦɛʏ ɮɛ ǟռʏ ƈʟօֆɛʀ ȶɦǟռ ȶɦɛʏ ǟʀɛ ռօա?
ֆɦɛ ֆǟʋօʀֆ ǟʟʟ ȶɦǟȶ ɦɛ ɖօɛֆ ʊռɖɛʀ ȶɦɛɨʀ ʍօօռ.
ɦɛ աʀɨȶɛֆ ǟʟօռɢ ɦɛʀ ɛɖɢɛֆ,
ƈօռȶɨռʊɨռɢ ɨռ ɦɨֆ ʍǟռʊֆƈʀɨքȶ;
ֆօ ƈʟօֆɛ ɦɛ ƈօʍɛֆ ȶօ ɦɛʀ ȶʀʊȶɦ.
ȶɦɛռ ƈʟօֆɛʀ ֆȶɨʟʟ, ǟֆ ɦɛ ƈʀɛǟȶɛֆ ɦɨֆ ʄǟɛʀʏ’ֆ ֆօռɢ;
ʊռȶɨʟ ֆɦɛ աǟֆ ɛʋɛʀʏȶɦɨռɢ ɦɛ ɛʋɛʀ ռɛɛɖɛɖ.
ʍօʀɛ ɛʋɛռ ɮɛʏօռɖ ʝʊֆȶ ȶɦǟȶ.
ֆɦɛ աǟֆ ʍօʀɛ ȶɦǟռ ʝʊֆȶ աǟȶɛʀ
ֆɦɛ աɛռȶ ɮɛʏօռɖ ɦɨֆ ȶɦɨʀֆȶ,
ʄօʀ ֆɦɛ աǟֆ ɦɨֆ ʄɨռɛֆȶ աɨռɛ
ɦɛ ɛʋɛʀ ɖɨֆƈօʋɛʀɛɖ.
ɦɨֆ ʊռʄɨռɨֆɦɛɖ ʍǟռʊֆƈʀɨքȶ.
ɦɛ ɦǟֆ ռɛʋɛʀ ȶǟֆȶɛɖ ǟռʏȶɦɨռɢ ʄɨռɛʀ ȶɦǟռ ȶɦɨֆ
օռɛ ɮɛǟʊȶɨʄʊʟ ƈʀɛǟȶʊʀɛ,
ȶɦǟȶ ɦǟֆ ɮɛƈօʍɛ ɦɨֆ ȶօ ȶʀɛǟֆʊʀɛ ǟʟաǟʏֆ.
ȶɦɛ ʍօօռ ɮɛʟօռɢɛɖ ȶօ ȶɦɛʍ
ǟռɖ ȶɦɛʍ ǟʟօռɛ ȶօ ֆɦǟʀɛ ɨռ ǟʟաǟʏֆ
ȶօ ɨռɖʊʟɢɛ ɨռ ɦɨֆ ʄɨռɛֆȶ օʄ աɨռɛֆ.
8.23.2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1166506093494902784?s=20
#MadVerse
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1166900012061773825?s=20
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new poem
timeless
Painting decorations of the mind
She decorates his mind
With incandescent images;
Written in fine detail
Of such brilliant desire.
She paints in his mind
Such splendors beyond thiught;
To push away his ling days away.
She decorates his mind
With lustrous visions;
Flowing like his favorite wine
Splashing flavors to be indulged.
She paints in his mind
Two bodies entwining
Under a moon filled sky.
She decorates his mind
With a painting of the two of them
Finally together
After the long days apart.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1180665813684166658?s=19
@0riginalGillies
{new poem}
𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝓈 ∫ ℣ˑ
10.10.2019
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1182501191068073984?s=19
@0riginalGillies
New poem
The sweetest lips
He has tasted sweeter lips
Once upon a time;
but none of them felt
Belonged upon his own,
like they were made for him.
Hers are like magical butterflies
Softly caressing
as they brush against his;
Barely touching
Until a heated passion is released.
He loves most how freely she flies
When in his arms,
Dancing almost in her own way.
Her soul lifts higher
Within arms she calls home.
she would let him clip her wings;
If he was ever to wish it.
But he longs to keep her free.
Longs to protect this creature
Who's lips welcome his home
Each and every time,
With each unforgettable kiss.
The sweetest lips belonging to his
Where he can call home.
6 july 2019
https://twitter.com/0riginalGillies/status/1147683236790902789?s=20
ೇ{rt https://twitter.com/LoveIyMischief/status/1147282400852025345?s=20
|| Find a writer you can connect with. Someone who makes you want to stay up and RP for hours without noticing the time. Someone who makes you question to take the day off. Someone who makes writing and communicating so much more fun. Find a writer like that.}
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1147684954068926464?s=20
♡♡ *blush* ;)
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1192630971402768389?s=20
Wishful thoughtsof blissful moments
soft whispers with
gentle caresses
firebug lights blink
faintly around us
twinkled reflection
from lovers eyes
she is his sun
shining bright
like setting sun
he is her moon
filling the land
in bright moonlight
together they are one
forever in their
shared wishful thoughts
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1193024434250166273?s=20
At the old well
She sits along the side of the old well
Alone in her thoughts of yesterday.The tranquil gardens give solitude
As she dwells upon memories.
Her sheer dress hanging along her skin
As a soft breeze softly kisses her bare shoulders,
She closes her eyes as she sinks
Back into kisses from her beloved.
Soft and tender,
as butterflies landing on her hand.
The stray strands of her hair
Lose from her long braid,
Tickle her skin to remind her
Of his gentle caresses
As his hand slides along her body;
Holding her close
To keep her forever safe in his arms
She sits alone in her thoughts
To wait for her love to return to her
11.8.2019
11.14.2019
From all around.
Begged from grasping hands,
Demanding voices;
Sweet and innocent.
Until she finally speaks
Putting her foot down
Upon the ground
With the stern no
From her lips.
Then they rip at her;
Shredding her to tatters
Having their way with her
Until they feel she is
No linger there
A shell of her former self
That is their fault
However they might try
They poke and prod
They rip at her more
Demoralizing words
Ripping into her soul
Down to her very core
Like she was nothing
Thinking that they are winning
In their vile ways
She comes out broken,
Yet stronger in her scars
Eyes streaked
in dries tears
Of yesterday
She keeps her head
Held high
For she knows
She is better than they
For she will not stop
To such a level.
11.15.2019
she stands alone
her reflection
stares back at her
as the wind
gentle blows at her gown
she breathes
slow and deep
waiting and wishing
for her beloved
wondering just when
he might return to her
she stands alone
upon the boulders oldsmoothed from time
covered in soft moss
plush and wet
beneath her bare feet
looking out upon
still waters
calm and serene
lost in her thoughts
in her memories
beautiful and pure
of whispers in moonlight
soft caresses along her skin
his fingers playing
with her long tresses
such sweetkisses
as they drift to sleep
holding each other close
she stands alone
gentle wind
blowing at her gown
her reflection
mimics her movements
as she plays her fingers
interlocking upon themselves
lost in sweet sweet memories
3 jan 2020
Twilight hours
Nothing more than
A Sunset Moon&You
Within my arms
Gentle fingers
Tangled&Weaving
As they caress
Long tresses of my hair
Threaded Breaths
Between sweet kisses
Through a silent night
Moonlight&stars
The only witness
To lovers lost in a twilight hour
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1215459025275564032?s=19
#PoemTrail #prompt
Under indigo skies
Indigo skies illuminated by a pale moon;
Full and bold as stars shine down.
They filter slowly through a cloudless night
Upon lovers strolling along,
Under such beautiful indigo skies.
Whispers between them
Soft and sometimes wordless.
Sweet smiles from lips sweeter;
Their kisses linger through the night.
A Fountain of youth running through her veins;
Where he indulges in his thirst for her,
That only brings her desire more.
Endless thirst of such a love
They shall share always,
TimelessForeverUnderIndigoSkies
27 jan 2020
The only sunshineShe patters silently through the woods
Alone in her thoughts
Alone for her quest
She knows not what she seeks
As the woods grow ever more deep
She the only light that shines
Brightly like a star fallen from the heavens
She alone is their guide
The center of the forest
She finally finds one
A tree spirit come alive
By merely her breath
They speak all the long
Never seeing the day rise high
For the woods here are deep
So deep she is the only sunshine
They never knew the hour late
When the sun returned to sleep
When the moon shone bright again
In the woods so deep
The tree spirit chattered on
As the days passed by
Days turned to weeks
Weeks turned to years
As sun slumbered and moon returned
Neither one cared
Neither one knew
For she breathed life anew
While she was the eternal sunshine
In a woods forever doomed
-
By blue moonlight
Along the dark
She strolls alongSilent in her walk
The waters beside her
Guiding her path
She of restless mind
Alone in thoughts
Must be forever doomed
To wander alone
Under pale moon glow
She is of the goddess's power
Under her commanded spell
Doomed to wander
Under the moon cast spell
The ice blue gown
That wraps around her so
Shifts a swishes softly
To her patter on the ground
Bare footed on soft winters moss
The sweet smells of crisp air
Encompasses her alone
Bare shoulders and blonde tresses
Glow beneath the moon
They shimmer softly
Against reflecting waters below
She pauses at the end of her path
To finally turn around
Once the moon behind her
Now her hide back to home
23 feb 2020
As she lays awake in their bed
Awaiting her heart to return home
Heart Messages
Sent out to her beloved
As night draws further on
She waits bathed in moonlight
As a response she feels comes
He speaks telepathically back
A Midnight Calm washes over her
When soon telepathically
Becomes real arms
Wrapping her close to home
27 feb 2020
He brings her song to life;
A song she never thought {Photo edit by @0riginalGillies}
Dancing as though on air.
Eyes burning with fiery passion
Gypsy fluid movements
In each twirl of her steps.
His fingers caressing piano keys
Without ever looking at the ivoriesHis eyes never leaving the sight
Of his beloved encanto;
Mesmerizing her every move.
Long blonde tresses
Bounce upon her shoulders,
As he catches faint glimpses lower
When her skirts billow about her body.
Candlelight casting shadows
That make her beautiful tresses,
Glow brighter in the darkness.
Beautiful evening shared
Between only these two lovers.
Golden skirts twirling with her
Encompassing this creature of his.
His beautiful queen transformed into gypsy dancer by simple notes
his fingers glide along,
Caressing ivories.
She dances her way about the room
Until he finally pauses in his playing
Together they join
Twirling around the room
Wrapping arms around the other
As the world disappears for them
29 march 2020
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@0riginalGillies ೇ
StitchMySoulstitch my soul with
your soft words,
your sensual caresses,
and your sweet kisses.
As we lay under stars
in soft, lush grass
giggling softly
in each other's arms.
Shooting stars
launching a dream
as we whisper wishes
into the wild blue.Continued dreams
of our unfinished manuscript
We leave nothing
left behind.
You stitch my soul
with your soft words
together with yours. https://t.co/YD8IbT1WdC
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1244444400190738432?s=19
Deep within
Our kiss
On starry nights
As we stroll along
Quiet sandy beaches
Waves crashing
While we share
A warm fire
Lost in our world
Sweet scent
Of orchid dreams
Drift along
As we lay upon pillows
Under starry skies
Drifting to sleep
To waves crashing
In each other's arms.
3.29.2020
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Let meLet me be your angel
Melt away the day
With sweetness of kisses
While easing your mind
Let us lock away
The outside world
Put away all that has happenedLet me be your charm
Caresses to send away
All the stress from the day
Become my moon
As I shine like the sun
Just you and I
Beyond the time of the night
Let me do all that
Sweet purrs as song
To an unfinished manuscriptWaiting to be played
Notes yearning to be free
Spilling upon a sheet
Flowing to the piano keys
Caressed effortlessly
by you who plays
So let me be your angel
As you caress your beloved keys
That which is me
6.7.2020
10.7.2020
7 nov 2020
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November's song
Soft and thick
Misty fog
Rolls over
In front of the moon.
Her bright glow
Softens and fades
Just as her umbra eclipse
Begins to peak.
The land still cast
Upon her glow,
Covering the lands below.
We pray
We dance
We light our candles so.
Make such offerings
As we see to need.
Witching hour is upon us,
In her fullest of powers.
Full beaver moon.
In a cold month.
The hunters moon
Of November song.
Wrapped like lovers,
The mist and the moon.
Joined together,
As though for eternity.
Paired so
as the fog remains
They belong there
Together.
On this very night.
11.30.2020
Boundless
Such love
Forever boundless
Never ceasing
Flows like rich wine
Upon the lips
Pure, soft and delicious.
Flowing like waters
Along stones
In a babbling brook
Flowing like song
Through fingertips
As they caress
Piano keys so.
Lulling one into
The sweetest of dreams
As you guard
Them close
through the night.
Such sweet
Boundless love
Forever shall we share
12.2.2020
Scribbled
Scribbled whispers
Upon the heart
Within the ear
Softly so
Swirled thoughts
To dance and play
Within the mind
Of sweet caresses
Lingering kisses
All so you would be mine
12.2.2020
~
Swirling
Such eyes that captivate
Mesmerizing the world around
Sharing what beauty
Lies within this world
He looks deep into such eyes
As these held by his beloved
He cannot help it
Swirling into moonlight eyes
As he holds her close
He sees the world in a new light
One that was closed off to him
Long time ago
They reflect the stars
How they sparkle and shine
Reflecting love
She holds just for him
He wishes
Just this once
To be allowed to get lost
In the swirling
Of her moonlight eyes
That shine just for him
12.6.2020
Firelight shadows
Firelight dances with shadows
Across a quiet evening.
Fireside glows glimmer along
Keeping two lovers warm.
Soft whispers spoken
As fingers play with tresses long.
Tender kisses brushing lips
With smiles hidden behind them.
Here is where they belong.
Long days turned into night
As the sun slowly fades
And the stars take flight.
Moon rises high to cast her glow
Casting more shadows
Around the room
Firelight dances with shadows
As two lovers explore their world
12.19.2020
Ravello
Such splendid beauty
That lays before me
Soft white sands
Crystal waters
Time away
In Villa Cimbrone
With my beloved family
All at play
Laughter of little ones
As they splash about
Crashing waves
Music luring us back
Once we capture
Time with a beautiful sunset
Candlelight dinners
Near fireside glow
As the waters soft crashing
Against the shores
Drown out anything else
Relaxing time away
Nothing but love reflection
From his eyes
Which twinkle like the stars
In the skies above
These are our
Postcards from the beach
Memories
1.30.2021
Other inspirations
Document Type
Score
Publication Date
1870
Comments
If Ever I Cease To Love
By George Leybourne
Boston: Oliver Ditson & Co (1870)
Some of these resources may contain offensive language or negative stereotypes. Such materials should be seen in the context of the time period and as a reflection of attitudes of the time. The items are part of the historical record, and do not represent the views of the library or the institution.
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
In a house, in a square, in a quadrant,
In a street, in a lane, in a road,
Turn to the left on the right hand,
You see there my true love’s abode.
I go there a courting and cooing,
To my love like a dove,
And swearing on my bended knee,
If ever I cease to love.
May sheeps heads grow on apple trees,
If ever I cease to love.
[Chorus]
If ever I cease to love,
I fever I cease to love,
May the moon be turn’s in to green cheese,
If ever I cease to love.
[Verse 2]
She can sing, she can play the Piano,
She can jump, she can dance, she can run,
In fact she’s as sweet as a rosebud,
And lily flow’r chang’d into one.
And who would not love such a beauty
Like an Angel dropp’d from above.
May I be stung to death with flies,
If ever I cease to love.
May I be stung to death with flies,
If ever I cease to love.
[Chorus]
If ever I cease to love,
If ever I cease to love,
May little dogs wag their tails in front,
If ever I cease to love.
[Verse 3]
For all the money that’s in Wall street,
All the stocks of a railroad line,
I wouldn’t exchange the girl I love,
She’s good as a silver mine;
To see her dance so graceful,
I could faint with radiant love,
If ever the Custum house a hornpipe dance
If ever I cease to love.
May we never have to pat the Income Tax,
If ever I cease to love.
[Chorus]
If ever I cease to love,
If ever I cease to love,
May we all turn into cats and dogs,
If ever I cease to love.
[Verse 4]
May all the seas turn into ink,
May black be turned to white
May the pumpkins grow on apple trees,
May cow lay eggs, may fowls yield milk.
May the hawk become a dove,
May beggars refuse to eat cold meat,
If ever I cease to love,
May I be frozen to death with heat,
If ever I cease to love.
[Chorus]
If ever I cease to love,
If ever I cease to love,
May all the rivers run up hill,
If ever I cease to love.
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That first kiss
Upon returning home
Upon the evening fall;
The moon rise,
The fireflies.
That first whisper
Upon the morning
Upon the sunrise;
Greeted with sleepy eyes,
Dreaming smiles.
The last whisper
Upon the evening
Upon Moonglow;
Mixed with purred smiles,
And sleepy eyes.
The last kiss
Of the day
Sending the world away;
Tender caresses,
Sweeter kisses.
All just to say
Everything will be ok.
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1364072095072849922?s=19
Just that one
That one kiss;
Soft,
Tender,
Delicately trailing
Along smooth skin.
A slow inhale;
As eyes close,
To such sweetness,
Leading to
That purred exhale.
That one kiss
That always leaves
Her wanting more
2.22.2021
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1373886947853238275?s=19
A quiet evening
A quiet evening
Just the two of them
As the night sets in
A warm fire in their room
As the moonlight
Softly glows
Shared treats
Of chocolate and fruit delights
Flavored Temptations
Trailed along her skin
Lightly dusted
In the slightest of tickles
Goosebumps of anticipation
Grows along her arms
Sweet whispers upon her ear
A mischievous smirk
Across her lips
As sweetkisses trail
along her neck
In the quiet of the evening
Just for the two of them
3.22.2021
Sultry sunday afternoons
when the rain patters
upon the window panes.
What games to be played, possibly about the piano keys; slowly caressing each note and key.
Sweet melodies
Floating along the air
Traveling through our home;
Nothing left to be spared.
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Sugarcake Kisses
Brushed upon my lips
As the full moon
Rises in the night sky.
Sweet delights
Shared by fireside
As even sweeter ones
Are traveled along soft skin.
Whispers reaching my ear
In the stillness of the night
Paired with caresses
And featherlite touches
Barely touching the skin
Into the wee hours
As the dawn
slowly returns again. https://t.co/NE1tE9vrpD
31 march 2021
https://twitter.com/SkyBoivin/status/1377449349282676738?s=19
WishfulWednesday thoughts...
Time longs for one away
When the day slowly grows longer
Each tender caress
That soothes my soul
Kisses trailing along my skin
Sweet, soft, delicate
A delight to my senses
As my body wishes for more
Soft moonlight casting
Her faint glow
Around us so
As we entwine into
Each others arms for the night
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Love, celebrated in time
Chance meetings;
One never really dwells
on such thoughts.
Life just seems
To travel a particular path.
A small smile;
A special chord.
Anything, really.
Fast friends
Soon lovers in the night.
Life is funny;
How things can turn about.
Whispers in the night fall;
Comforts just in being there.
Stolen moments of time;
The tiniest things
Truly mean the world.
This is what it feels-
Celebrating love.
Two souls
Once lost
Now found;
To one another.
Fated in time.
6.14.2021
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