25 April, 2014

Fresh Air

Mornings,
like a bright
flower, that
spells sweet,
inviting to
my essence of my soul.

You,
fresh with pleasing,
fragrant, and warm,
invite my eyes into
my essence of soul.
Mornings, warm sun upon my naked body.

Fresh,
air, its dew
dripping now
upon earth
green with
feeling like water collected in my bucket.

Together,
morning light
blazing, love
with us two,
inviting to
our collective, synced oneness in our hearts.

Mornings, fresh, fragrant, smells;
our very beings.



11 April, 2014

Whispers



Whispers at night are
The gossip that burns
 Our bodies and souls.

Nothing good comes
With a whisper in the
Night.

Whispers in the day,
Are truths for no one.
They're minds secrets.

Nothing good comes
With a whisper in the
Day.

Whispers are meant for
No ones good. Say it out
Loud or don't say it at all.

Something good comes
With a whisper
in the
Air.

Copyright Denise A White

The Origin Of My Smile

Last night I had a dream
Waking up through
My laughter, I
Remembered it and smiled.

Last night it was all about
You. It was sweet,
It was joyful. I
Remembered it and smiled.

Last night your eyes sparked
Blue. They were a
Comfort. I
Remembered them and smiled.

Last night your head was full,
It sparked a laugh. It was
Full of jokes. I
Remembered them and smiled.

You are the origin of my smile everyday.
I thank you for my dreams.
Copyright Denise A White