~soul love~

~myth~

endeoring marvel in those eyes closed,
a thousand dews,deep sea it holds.
oh!don't open yet's no rise'n'shine,
i glared not ample,i need an endless night.
how pure is you while you sleep,
an unthought smile, finger's feelin your cheek.
what's crave is craving to feel that skin,
pleasuring to glare,rising a sin.
still ain't there your moon of dreams,
so innocent untouched can't hold that weep.
hair lying else as ice on oak's,
beholding care on eyes those brow's.
wondering to dawn with ain't a touch,
i suck a toe, of feet tryin' a watch.
widening arms, shining from a dream,
hold me always, like a child so keen.
~Paul Riat~

~Stranger~

something in her eyes so mild,
sadness maybe with a smile.
sun glares her shoulder's fare,
blooming in those sunny hair.
thinking even she speaks,
how beautiful be her dreams.
carrying a scent of hundred flower's,
she has seductive wild powers.
walking like the wind before rain,
making every heart insane.
only secrets you see in her eyes,
deep like a hundred skies.
closed is her heart, hard to knock,
love no more this world of shock.
she maybe in my every dream,
alone i'll be thinkin about her,
deeper i go in those thought's stranger.
~Paul Riat~

~moments~

i’ll be there when you’ll need,
when those stars would shine,
that night be fine.
when that tears would shine,
when that cheek would will smile.
i’ll be by your side,
when those arms be wide,
when those tears won’t hide.
i promise I’ll smile, When you’ll be a child.
blindly shall I always lie,
you’re the only god’s fine.
when life does it’s harm,
there always be my arms.
i’ll surely be beside,
when that river by side,
those mountain confide.
i always tend to find, love is the only bind,
but there’s more in my mind,
for sure the only kind.
i’ll never try to hide,
will thy always confide,
you’re always on my mind, you’re always on my mind.
~Paul Riat~

~constant craving~

smile spreads thinking of us,
alas! Far away, but warmth as much.
such warmth as lips sealed,
touch, just feel all pains healed.
warm as a hug, or your smooth neck,
holding those palms, curves as your back.
or might cold, your toes touching mine,
whispering husk, eyes glancing all night.
oh! I miss you, tired of falling tears,
talking alone, existing through years.
how many dawns, many walks alone,
envious glares, piercing thorns!
countless waves comin the same way,
glittering stars givin the same ray.
some day again we’ll confide,
as peaks in those skies hide.
~Paul Riat~