POEM 1

FINALLY I HAVE FOUND HUE

As the day is dawning
My soul drifts out to you
Clear and unpretentious
HUE

It does rescind the anguish
For you are a gentle pleasure
In this chaotic and rickety existance

Ahhh Fantasy
You and I
Forging ahead together
As a team
With our dream

Of life I've known
Of love I've not
'til you

HUE at last
AND
Now my days exist in a world
Of beaded and Pronounced Shades
That
Eat away my emptiness
ALL THE WHILE

If I am ever to know
Happiness
I will now
Colours of Glitter
All of
HUE

In the middle of
The black and unforgiving
Outer edge
Of my used-to-be-heart
Is the flickering ghost of hope

With
HUE
In the
Middle

Existance lives in my Soul
Next to yours

I long for
Arms to hold
Skin to touch
Warmth of breath

YOU

c97
TaMarah May

POEM 2

UNREQUITTED TALE OF CYBER LOVE

across the many drops of ocean
beyond earth's deep and dark walls of water
you are
so close
to me

we have yet to breath against each other's bodies
though we lie entangled in a web of passion
earth and you and I and sea are one

do we dare to risk it all
over here on the other side of the world
stumbling for words to fill our dark pages of
loneliness
fear
boredom
and
gloom

many before us have paved the passion way
through war torn times
and feathers dipped in ink

is it not as delicate then
this tale of electronic
romance
are we not luvers then
as real
as you
and your page of words
expressed so dear

are we in luv
or are we entranced
by the faceless name
ever to retreat into
a soul unknown

though known
you are to me
as deep
as deep may be
my darling cyber luv

I luv you 2

c97
TaMarah May

POEM 3

WAITING FOR A TITLE

Catastrophic solitude
Gives way to wild abandon
Leading me to
love filled arms
along the moonlit skies

If Tundras long
and iced filled hearts
are not amid the present
Yesterday
they clung to me
but melted 'neath your eyes

If LOVE it brings
a Nuance bright
and days so filled with hunger
a longing for the sweet caress
that only you can flounder

If love is what
you are to me
I recognize the fire
of restless longing
for the voice
that imminents desire

And far behind
my jaded touch
of lost forgotten passions
a quiet comfort found in you
a dream of us
a future blithe
a teasing frontward view

c97
TaMarah May