Saturday, September 11, 2010

Where is your Love?



I hear your softest whispers
as you come into my dreams
You come to me so softly
just before the dawn
In that quiet time of dreaming
before night slips into morn
Your words are those of sweetness
they fill me with desire
When you tell me that you want me
you set my heart on fire
As you hold me so closely
hear the softness of my sighs
I feel your soft caresses
and melt into your arms
One more lasting kiss
I am completely disarmed

Your kisses are so tempting
Oh how can I resist . . .
It would be so lovely to surrender
and feel the pleasure of your charms
To give into my feelings
Take me, love me, I am yours . . .

But in the sobering light of morning
when I find that you have gone
I would have to ask myself
Where is your love?

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: 'Alone' Pencil sketch with paint wash adapted from a picture by Dianne D.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

See My Heart, Feel My Heart ...


Dearest one,
Do you see my heart?
Each day it fades just a little
Its canvas is no longer bright
With the warm colours of love
It is painted with my tears
Feel my heart, it is breaking
I had allowed myself to hope, to dream
Of the impossible, it would seem
Now everything is gone from me
There is no longer any certainty
Removed by the coldness of reality
There was a time when being together
Was something I had wished for
I hoped that you would want me
I cannot feel this any more
The candle of hope
Which once burned so brightly
Has faded, is extinguished
Loneliness consumes me
And takes with it the light
The hours pass so slowly
When everything is night . . .


Prose: Dianne D . . . ♥
Image: Colors of the Rose Free Wallpaper

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Lost ...


I have this strangest feeling
I am truly lost tonight
Something happened to me
That I do not understand
I am filled with contradictions
I don't know what to say
I feel I have lost something
Of myself along the way
I am searching for tomorrow
But I am lost in yesterday. . .

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: iPhone Wallpaper - pure yellow rose

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Be Gentle With My Heart . . . ♥


Go slowly, tread softly
Be gentle with my heart
It is sincere and true
More fragile than you know
Please don't make promises
You know you cannot keep
Don't tease me, don't tempt me
With sweet words that you say
Don't promise me tomorrow
Then turn and walk away
My affection is constant
Far too precious to betray
Come softly, come slowly
Please don't turn to walk away
Come softly, come to me . . . please stay . . .

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Poem by Dianne D . . . ♥
Image: Rose - Get-Free-Wallpapers.Com

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Buds of Promise


My softest petals I save for thee
I turn my face for your sweetest kiss
In your light I glow for thee
Buds of promise shall bloom for this
And in youthful blossom await your kiss . . .


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Poem by Dianne D . . . ♥
Image: Cream Roses - Webshots

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Each Time You Go Away ...


I thought you had returned to me
and this time you would stay
But now I find you are missing
once again you have gone away

I am following your footsteps
trying to find the way
To the world that you escape to
the world that takes you away

From the warmth that I offer
from my need for you to stay
How much longer must I hurt
when I look for you each day

A search that brings more questions
all I feel is dismay
No answers can be rendered
all I do is lose my way

I feel lost and disheartened
as I struggle to find my way
Back to a place that is familiar
where I would find you each day

To a time that was so precious
a place we once shared
Can you find it in your heart
to come back to me and stay

For my hope is slowly fading
each time you go away . . .

Poem by Dianne D . . . ♥

Image: From 'Eloisa and Abelard' - Edmund Blair Leighton

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Love's Hope

Love's hope falters and fades
as the lonely moments in time pass
in the long silences between us
But when I think of you
hope is never lost

For it dwells in the places
in my heart
Where warm memories are kept
and feelings of love live on
though the words are not spoken
Yet still I feel happiness
when memories of you come to light
For I feel your presence close to me
and though I cannot reach out and touch you
the warmth of you is only a breath away
Sweet memories of you
shall live on forever in my heart
You shall always be with me
if only in my thoughts and dreams . . .


Prose by Dianne D. ♥
Image: From Tristan & Isolde - Edmund Blair Leighton - 1902

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