Ralph & Laura, Cool Walks, Warm Feelings
Perhaps living in California's desert in mid August has made my thoughts turn to cool places, ocean vistas, mountain streams, rustic cabins and sharing love's sweet warmth with the light of my life, my husband Ralph. This page is dedicated to cold mornings and warm caresses and of course most of all, it's dedicated to Ralph.
Special Places
Once more we return to the special places that hold our beginnings
As we stroll hand in hand along the jetty, we feel the ocean's mist cool our faces.
Gone now is the feeling of urgency we once felt here, replaced now by a serene peace.
Secure in the knowledge that we are together and nothing of this world can ever separate us again. The romance is still present, but not the urgent, feverish need, only the need for each other, with each other and unto each other.
The gull's cry calls to mind yesterday's longings, reminding us of a time when time flew too quickly and we bade the clock to stand still. Time has not stopped for us, but as the moments pass, we know they pass for us together. Cold winds and stinging saltwater makes our eyes tear replacing the tears of yesterday with the joyous tears of tomorrow.
Precious in our hearts are these special places. We will always recall them to our minds but we will not dwell within them, ours is a future of today, the past we keep to cherish.
Warm Peace
The wind whistles and blows outside while we snuggle close for warmth before the crackling fire.
Shutters groan against the house as though yearning to take flight.
Never wishing to move from this spot, we are completely content within ourselves.
A sudden gust of wind makes the cabin seem to breath as though exhaling.
Icicles pierce through the snow as they break free of their moorings.
The scent of fresh pine, woodsmoke and you make me giddy and I sigh a sound of pure bliss.
A smile curves your lips where moments before mine were pressed.
The storm passes and now the moons shines through our window, bathing us in it's cool glow.
The embers burn low, wisps of smoke wend their way up the chimney.
Our eyes grow heavy, we pull closer for warmth and as the snow drifts softly against the cold landscape, we sleep in peaceful warmth.
Mountain High
Snowcapped peaks reach beyond the softness of
the overhanging clouds.
The sun warms the wind as it brushes lightly
amongst the evergreens.
Melted snow rushes between rocks and fallen trees,
creating an endless trail in the valley below.
A gentle flutter sounds as the snowbird lifts its wings to sail the blue region above.
A blanket of peace reaches to embrace this beauty and wrap us in its warmth
Winter Morn
All is quiet,
the world has not yet awakened
to the beauty that nature has created.
The sun beginning its rise,
dances upon the crystals,
in a radiance that reflects
the purity of the blanket
of snow covering everything.
The tree bends its limbs to
brush a light kiss upon the ground
A bird's song is heard as it
haunts the wind.
As perfect picture as only nature can paint.
Lost In Your Eyes
Sparkling like twilight
on a cold dark night
I can see forever
far beyond this moment
dancing excitedly
searching for glory
filled with hopefulness
and a calming peace
gently reaching out
to touch tranquility
never losing sight
of the gazing reflection
desperately seeking an entrance
into this wondrous world
lost in your eyes
Conversation With Love
As I listen to your voice I am soothed by its manly timbre
My arms want to hold you and feel your warmth next to me
An overwhelming calm is over me as I look at you
I feel a stirring deep from within my being
Your voice dances in my head and sinks deeply into my soul, filling my heart completely
Our timeless conversations, the hours passing like seconds,
Your every word brings a new emotion to me
Your tone is as calm as an infant sleeping ever so peacefully
Your sighs are music to my ears as I listen in
anticipation of your every word
Sometimes I find myself having to collect my thoughts
Before I can respond to you, and the passion from your last words
Your heart is unlike anything I have ever experienced
So pure, so caring, so ready to love
I ask myself everyday what I did to deserve this blessing
I am honored that you allow me to be the one
I am forever grateful
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