Comfort My Love
A cold northwind pierced my heart today
As the face of my love in anguish beckoned to my soul…
Snow and ice can never freeze out
The warmth and fire I send to my love
As grief stalks between worlds
Of living and beyond…
So, speedily, dear wind, take my gift
Of heart to my love
That he may be comforted now and always.
(C) 11 January 1999, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
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If Only I Were Able
If Only I Were Able
If only I were able ... I'd love to grab you & go dancing in the rain, splashing in the puddles, laughing & giggling... wiggling toes in the mud... just happy to be alive & untamed.
If only I were able... I'd love to grab you & do wading through a creek, watching the little tadpoles about to become frogs, following dragonflies with our eyes, and splashing you while giggling.
If only I were able... I'd love to take you to the top of a tall hill during a storm and watch the storm from a sheltered but still open place... feeling the wind and the rain spray us... as I hold you to watch.
If only I were able... I'd roll you on the ground in a field of sweet clover... in the daytime and in the nighttime... happy to see sun or moon... just happy to be together.
If only I were able... I'd love you so much you'd be able to swim forever in my love and never want to stop swimming again.
If only I were able.... so I made myself able in the only way I can... with my words, my heart, my soul, and my love.
(C) 28 April 2011, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
If only I were able... I'd love to grab you & do wading through a creek, watching the little tadpoles about to become frogs, following dragonflies with our eyes, and splashing you while giggling.
If only I were able... I'd love to take you to the top of a tall hill during a storm and watch the storm from a sheltered but still open place... feeling the wind and the rain spray us... as I hold you to watch.
If only I were able... I'd roll you on the ground in a field of sweet clover... in the daytime and in the nighttime... happy to see sun or moon... just happy to be together.
If only I were able... I'd love you so much you'd be able to swim forever in my love and never want to stop swimming again.
If only I were able.... so I made myself able in the only way I can... with my words, my heart, my soul, and my love.
(C) 28 April 2011, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
Touch upon Touch
Touch upon Touch
Opening joyfully to my lover
With tender compassion,
Sensuous depths explore
The most intense passion.
Soulish friendship, burning desire,
Understanding births inspiration;
Touch upon touch, a taste and a smell,
Life in bodily sensation…
A spiritual meeting, so earthy, so rare,
Cherishing gifted treasures,
With intellectual commingling…
Metaphysical pleasures.
(C) 2 May 1999, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
Teach Me the Ways of Love’s Desires
Teach Me the Ways of Love’s Desires
I smile as I watch you,
Knowing the man you are
And the way you make me feel
As our eyes meet from afar.
I see in every move you make
The myriad pleasures you have
In your arms. The touch of your hand
Is to my heart a healing salve.
Your eyes dazzle me
With a cheeky kind of flirty play
And a look that beckons me to
Romp with you and do as we may.
Your smile warms my heart
And puts an electric spark
To the kindling center of me
Begging our love embark,
Oh, again, sweet lover!
Again let me feel your embrace.
Let me wrap you in my arms
And see the love in your face.
Gently and slowly show me
Your mastery of building my fire.
Take me in your arms
And teach me the ways of love’s desires.
(C) 22 January 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
I smile as I watch you,
Knowing the man you are
And the way you make me feel
As our eyes meet from afar.
I see in every move you make
The myriad pleasures you have
In your arms. The touch of your hand
Is to my heart a healing salve.
Your eyes dazzle me
With a cheeky kind of flirty play
And a look that beckons me to
Romp with you and do as we may.
Your smile warms my heart
And puts an electric spark
To the kindling center of me
Begging our love embark,
Oh, again, sweet lover!
Again let me feel your embrace.
Let me wrap you in my arms
And see the love in your face.
Gently and slowly show me
Your mastery of building my fire.
Take me in your arms
And teach me the ways of love’s desires.
(C) 22 January 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
Buried Treasures
Buried Treasures
Come into my embrace, my love,
And let me begin to reveal my treasures
That my enemies thought were all destroyed or stolen,
But what they didn’t know then,
And they’ll not learn now,
Is that my treasures were buried
Deep inside me—
Kept safe until the right time
When the correct combination
Would begin to unlock the riches
Long ago buried
Deep in my heart
And spirit.
A great mystery—
The amazing ability
To disappear into myself
In a way that even I
Could not unlock
Until the right time.
But now,
Come, my love,
Take my hand and go on this adventure
Of great discovery with me.
(C) 20 January 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
Come into my embrace, my love,
And let me begin to reveal my treasures
That my enemies thought were all destroyed or stolen,
But what they didn’t know then,
And they’ll not learn now,
Is that my treasures were buried
Deep inside me—
Kept safe until the right time
When the correct combination
Would begin to unlock the riches
Long ago buried
Deep in my heart
And spirit.
A great mystery—
The amazing ability
To disappear into myself
In a way that even I
Could not unlock
Until the right time.
But now,
Come, my love,
Take my hand and go on this adventure
Of great discovery with me.
(C) 20 January 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
I Do
I Do
Having been buffeted by storms for so long,
It’s hard to appreciate the calm
Which comes intermittently now,
But I do.
Having lived in the whirlwind,
It is hard to reap the full benefit
Of seeds sown in peace,
But I do.
Having no place to run to and be safe,
It is hard to run into the arms of god
And feel safe there,
But I do.
Having been hurt and betrayed so much by so many.
It is hard to risk trusting you
And reaching out to you,
But I do.
Having known sorrow and suffering of heart and soul,
It is hard to find deep joy
And hope at every turn,
But I do.
Having had no one to love me properly in life,
It is hard to be loved by you
Or even to love you,
But I do.
I really do.
(C) 20 January 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
Having been buffeted by storms for so long,
It’s hard to appreciate the calm
Which comes intermittently now,
But I do.
Having lived in the whirlwind,
It is hard to reap the full benefit
Of seeds sown in peace,
But I do.
Having no place to run to and be safe,
It is hard to run into the arms of god
And feel safe there,
But I do.
Having been hurt and betrayed so much by so many.
It is hard to risk trusting you
And reaching out to you,
But I do.
Having known sorrow and suffering of heart and soul,
It is hard to find deep joy
And hope at every turn,
But I do.
Having had no one to love me properly in life,
It is hard to be loved by you
Or even to love you,
But I do.
I really do.
(C) 20 January 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
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