I write, because it is what my life's events and circumstance has forced me to do. I can't...NOT...write. Coming from a child hood of forced solitude, it left in me a need for many expressions. As an adult woman of 38 years, I find the time is now to set these gathered expressions free. In this manner, I feel is the safest manifestation. It is my desire that in doing so, I might find an audience that can relate to the various writings stemming from the crowded storehouse within. With that said, I now give you...a very small of my world. ~ YOU ~ Scare Me When you come close, within the space of a breath, I can see the desire in your eyes, I’m captured… Struggling to set myself free, because ~You~ scare me. When your hand reaches out to touch me, there’s a trembling within, that stirs deep, I bite back the whimper, so you can’t hear, how ~You~ dare me. When your body, you bring, ever so close to mine, I feel a shiver coarse down my spine. An arousal so real, so sweet, It shuts down my mind, suddenly I am weak. With everything I have, I fight back the plea, desperately holding the feelings so tightly gripped from within, for ~You~ daze me. I wish to bare my soul to ~You~. To lay it out before ~You~ there. Offering myself as your captive prey, courageously I’d submit, as you devour me whole, not the smallest tiny part of me, would you spare… But…I can’t…in that ~IT~ will shatter my soul. For that, which scares me…dares me…dazes me, is the very thing that thrills me… ~YOU~ Song Of Amber Swann In the midst of the night- She floats this, “Amber Swann”- Awaiting her one true love- Listening only for his song. With the toss of her head- The graceful flexing of her wings- For now he is a fantasy- This song, her lover sings. Yes floating there she is- This beautiful Amber Swann- Drifting within, The embrace of her dream lovers arms. Deep within her breast, beats her heart of courage- Awaiting her Soul Mate- No matter how long- Time, will not her resolve…discourage. Gliding gracefully even now- She sees his smoldering dark green eyes- In the day he will arrive- To her, it will be no surprise. No matter her longing- No matter her wait- Emerald Swann is coming- Not a moment too late. Until that day- He swoops into her life- She’ll sing loves sweet sonnets to him- Through the day- And deep into the night Beware..beware!! Hey! Beware, beware!! Of dat man who make you laugh, of dat man who make you sigh- Fo’ in da blink of an eye- dat same man dat made you laugh… Yeah, he gone make ya’ cry. Hey! Beware, beware!! Fo’ dis I tell’ya true, dis man who seem s’wonderful now, dis man, he is trickin’ you. Yeah, he lookin’ good, stanin’ six foot tall, handin’ you dat (b.s.) line, ‘cause he got da’ gall! Listen now, I tell ya true, I know him well, what he gone do. Grinnin’ in yo’ face, wit’dem eyes so green an’ bold, Hol’on tight, keep ya’cool, ya’ startin ta dream, fo’ I’m warnin’, out of ya’, he ‘bout ta make a fold. God help ya’, if fo’ him, ya’ should fall, I tell’ya now, he gone ta make ya’ blue, he gonna take ya’ sweet soft heart, an rip it out of you! Hey! Beware, beware!! Jus’ da otha’ day – I saw him stanin’ there, Tellin’ his jokes an’ bein’ smooth, carryin’ on wit’out a care. Ya’ won’t even on his min’, yo’ existence, so unware. He out ta’ trap anotha’ one, ta’ hold’ha in his snare. Ain’t nothin’ but a game to him, foolin’ women what he must do. Neva’ loyal to jus’ one, bein’ from da’ “Dog by nature crew”! Hello?!? Do ya’ hear what I tellin’ you?! Ready? Here he com’ again… “Oh my heart, please be still! For I must over come this…this thing he make me feel.” “Hello Beautiful…God what the sight of you does to me… God made anything better than you, he kept it for… Himself.” Hey! Beware – Be-…” “Shut UP!” Bondage When one must break the bonds that be. In order to be, free. The freedom that one, craved, only heartache to one, gave. There be no bondage!!! Just many, choices. Too much confusion from inner, voices. A desperate scramble from hither to, there. For thy future so, unaware. The trap that awaits thyself is the, snare. Thy treacherous heart has led one to, care. Through a maze thy went rushing and found the bridge, that once again led and trapped thyself, into tighter, Bondage!!! Not Even Myself Wander lust…Unsettled, Unsure, Curiosity baffled…Unworthy of trust. Unable to stabilize, unable to grow, Unable to see, what one should know. What is love? What is Life? What damn good…is a husband to a wife? What are children, who are born? To be regretted…Constantly, scorned. Where did it start? Where will it end? Confusion and pain, My closest Friends. If I stop to consider…What would I find? My heart is a stranger, Even my mind. A worldwind of events…My life has been. One tragedy after another, hardly time to recover, and another one I’m in. Ooooh, Unstable…am…I, with this…mystery of life…I find…I’ve been thrust. With no answers to my confusion…Nor…a person…place…or thing, I can trust……..Not even………………Myself.