Will You......When.....

You are old and grey and restfull of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, sit down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of old desires,
Your eyes had once a sparkle,
Now of their shadows deep;
Long lived tales are your mysteries to keep,

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
He loved the sorrows of your changing face,
You loved his inviting warm embrace,
And then within you love grew,

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love has fled,
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
Amid a crowd of stars does he sallow his words,
Will You...When.......
Sit down with this book....
Hold true the mysteries it holds for you...

Cindy Fletcher "Sexy Syn" Touched ~ Tasted - 16 years, 3 months, 26 days ago

Remember Me.........

I will take the thought given of a spirit free ...
do you fully delight in how you inspire me....

Should I ponder in the glow of your smile...
Or should I ponder why we are in denial.....

Our senses tingle and intertwine...one day you will understand how you were mine......

I was yours once in the ages past...
Gleaming with innocence you held me more than once.... head on shoulder... your sweet smell still lingers in my memories of long ago...
Even though reality makes it seem not so...

Smile with me and reminisce... hold tight to those thoughts through our wakening eclipse.
My fingers still want for them to linger....upon your skin with curves and valleys....across your lips do they tremble and skip... how I miss your tender lips..full of intention and bliss for me...those were our days long past and gone...

How unbearable to find you once again....
You were my comfort in the night...
Of Ages past yet ever ....I have contempt for the time that was stolen from us...from the covers of ever loving this morn and then none...

A sweet lullaby I will write for you...close your eyes and reminisce ...for it was a time for both of us made it bliss......

Cindy Fletcher "Sexy Syn" Touched ~ Tasted - 16 years, 3 months, 26 days ago

Gold And Silver

Distant memories of your hand I held so true,
Upon it a band of gold and silver I wore for you,

Tarnished now and it has lost it's glaze,
Life without you has taken it's toll on me these days,

Remember how we danced and played,
Why have you not kept the promises you made,

It's not your fault I suppose,
Many of your friends brought for you a rose,

Tears and pain darken the faces of those you loved,
Bearly understanding what kind of Lord lives up above,

Taken for them but more importantly from me,
In my world you were all I could see,

Gone now and ripped away,
The tears still flow each and every day,

Distance shall not keep us apart,
Death may have won but I still Love you will all my heart,

Lingering thoughts of you as I sleep,
And in those thoughts my god I still weep,

My hope is that my time will come,
and my pain without you will be done,

Ever quicker I wish for this,
The days count down until again we kiss..

Wait for me at our place on the hill,
I can see it now from my windowsill,

I count the days as they go bye,
my hands wrinkle and my ring o gold and silver does slide easliy now,
End my days so I no longer cry.
Cindy Fletcher "Sexy Syn" Touched ~ Tasted - 16 years, 3 months, 26 days ago

Memories...Dreams...Faded Dull

Moonlight shines upon this place
Where naught and nothingness interlace
Where the twilight shards shine serene
Where brokenwinged angels try to fly
towards dreams

Sans light, sans darkness, ever dusk and dawn
Time stands still, slowly marching on
Emptiness stretches out endlessly
This world is a home for entities like me

With forlorn hope i'll sing my plea
From the hall of spoken melodies
Betwixt and between, yet so close to the dark
I question this land, "Where is your heart"?

My memories, my dreams, are faded and torn
By this barren land, this silent storm
I'll never escape from here it seems
Imprisoned forever.....in fragmented dreams

Cindy Fletcher "Sexy Syn" Touched ~ Tasted - 16 years, 3 months, 26 days ago

The Lust Of Inspiration

I will take the thought given of a spirit free ...
do you fully delight in how you inspire me....
Should I ponder in the glow of your smile...
Or should I ponder why we are in denial.....
Our senses tingle and intertwine...one day you will understand how you were mine......
I was yours once in the ages past...
Gleaming with innocence you held me more than once.... head on shoulder... your sweet smell still lingers in my memories of long ago...
Even though reality makes it seem not so...
Smile with me and reminise... hold tight to those thoughts through our wakening eclipse.
My fingers still want for them to linger....upon your skin with curves and valleys....across your lips do they tremble and skip... how I miss your tender lips..full of intention and bliss for me...those were our days long past and gone...
How unbearable to find you once again....
You were my comfort in the night...
Of Ages past yet ever ....I have contempt for the time that was stolen from us...from the covers of ever loving this morn and then none...
A sweet lullabye I will write for you...close your eyes and reminise ...for it was a time for both of us made it bliss......
Cindy Fletcher "Sexy Syn" Touched ~ Tasted - 16 years, 3 months, 26 days ago