Fulfillment

Believing in our union is a strong belief in love
Its power, emotions and all its glory permeate us
Communication and compromise are love’s glue
among the beautiful melody of three words, “I love you”

Love weaves its way through dreams of us together
Eyes say all without words and all needed to be heard
The promise in their colors show love in the heart and
the excitement of love flickering as it did from the start

If you believe in love’s passion then whisper your desire
let me show you all my love can give and let us stoke the fire

 

Lauren Scott © 2015

Awakening

She rose with languid movements
and when the sun greeted her
through billowing curtains
she recalled the dream
that rocked her through the night,
a dream that didn’t become
broken pieces of wishes,
a dream that remained,
sensations that were felt,
yet confusion ran through her veins
even though vivid images played
again and again in her mind,
images that were whole
and so she wondered

Lauren Scott © 2015

Duet

Our dance
continues
beneath
the sheets

where our
movements

stay in sync

taking turns
as conductor,
we never
miss
a beat

this melody
we composed
has us only
wanting more

leading to
a beautiful
crescendo,

absolutely
loving

the score

LScott © 2015

Daydreamer

Does the summer breeze
carry thoughts of me to you?
Do your dreams paint pictures of us?
I wish to be the place you go
at the end of your day
I don’t want to be a fraction
in your life equation
I long to be your sole distraction

Lauren Scott © 2015

Deepest Emotion

 

Hibiscus

Whether love works or whether it doesn’t
Whether timing is on or whether it isn’t
Love simply is
It seeps into our minds
and weaves into our hearts

Every sense is aware of its presence
We can feel it, hear it, say it, taste it
Try as we might to escape,
we’re captured with intensity
never felt before

Sometimes life guides us to letting go
but in the midst of elation, we hold on
and allow our hearts to soar

 

Lauren Scott © 2015
Photo is mine: Hibiscus in Pt. Reyes Station, CA

(I’m not sure this could be called poetry;
it’s more of random thoughts I felt like sharing) 🙂

Wishing you a Terrific Tuesday! ♥

Wanting the Moon

That touch of lips
never having a chance,
the intimacy of arm in arm
missing its first dance,
the quiet talking
late into the night
while the moon 
provided its light,
those moments imagined
when bodies were one
giving depth of love
until evening was done,
Reality is strong and

you are but a vision,
I am just a dreamer
with my heart, imprisoned

Lauren Scott © 2015

Besotted

I’m not blaming you
for my eyes
seeing hearts
and my
temperature

off the charts

or for my muddled
mind
to which I have
resigned

and you’re not
at fault
for my tripping
feet or my sudden
desire to sing

at the top
of my lungs
for all to hear
without a drop
of fear

Then who’s
to blame

if not you
or me?

This is
unacceptable

for my
dignity!

Lauren Scott © 2015
🙂 ♥