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Sweet Valentine..This cupid's arrow has found its mark
Shedding a light within our dark
To make each day much better spent
To guide us to the place we're meant
This hand to hold when feeling blue
A hug that's passed from me to you
Soft kisses to brighten up your day
A love that's shared in every way
Souls in tune to a song birds sing
A gentle comfort that love can bring
The melding of two into what's just one
A brighter glow to each days sun
These gifts of love we'll share complete
Upon this day when we will meet
Sweet Valentine will you be mine?
From this day forward, till end of time..
A Winding Road..Along lifes winding road I've found,
Such beauty in every sight and sound.
The magic that each day can bring.
In sweetness that a bird will sing.
Colours that will paint our way,
Stupendous in each hue they lay.
On mountains stretched so far and wide.
To stars at night, no dark can hide.
In sun and warmth upon our skin.
Of natures call and awesome din.
In fauna that will bring us awe,
and touch us to our very core.
Of fellow man and friendships deep.
To love and calm for souls to keep.
The Bounty, in the richest earth.
And smiles created in our mirth.
Tears of loss will shadow still,
But gain a lesson, against our will.
To see that Life is fair again.
As pure and soft as summer's rain.
Bonds will form and courage grow,
To show us that, of which we know,
Will lead us to the place called home,
No matter where we tend to roam.
Our hearts will bring us back to free,
The world in its sheer majesty.
Along this winding path we know
Each day a memory for us to stow..
Forgive Me..All to reveal from abstract minds,
searching deftly but never finds
Within the recess of what is me
the hidden puzzle to set free
Ungainly steps to no-one knows
Of pain and tears that never shows
The cuts and scars from yesterday
Healing slowly amongst today
Hands outstretched to feel the sun
Of morning dew and lies undone
To utter yet a silent word
On deafened ears, no sound is heard
I pray to understand my life
Amidst this trouble and its strife
To find the right within each wrong
Is what my heart does truely long
We stumble free and then we fall
We hurry still and yet we stall
To place together pieces lost
and hold together at any cost
Tempers flared and words unsaid
The jumbled anger in my head
Confusion pulls my heart apart
To find a finish to this start
Solitute is where I place
My thoughts, as they begin to race
Hoping that one day will see
The better part of who is me..
These Words..Tell me that you love me
It's all I want to hear
This loneliness within my heart
Is something that I fear
Pure emptiness eats at my soul
and leaves me void inside
These feelings shadowed on my brow
Of truth that's meant to bide
See me past, what is my pain
and lead me to what's good
Of maybe and the hope I see
In what I surely could
Become: if only I let go
Of what still ties me down
Perplexities of life still born
Within my surly frown
Tremors shake my fuzzy thoughts,
My hands I cannot still
Placed deep beneath my pasty skin
In feeling against my will
We all will travel on this road
To lead us who knows where
Of platitudes and plentiness
within the way we care
Please tell me that you love me
and I will show I dare
Enough to keep us going
Is all that we can bear..
If only for a moment.
Breathe as I will,
and a lifetime will be ours..
Dreams placed in random thoughts,
shadowed by a lusting dew,
with promise of forever..
My Secret Garden
Come with me to my Secret Garden, and do not be afraid
For here you will be surprised, by sights and scenes being laid
Faeries dancing beneath the moon, whilst elves sit tapping their feet
To songs and Tunes of fantasy, in this magical place we meet
And Yes it may be a Fantasy, but to me it is surely real
For what is there inside our hearts, enables us to feel
With hands outstretched I grasp the dream, and make it all my own
Remembering of such happiness, from whence all seeds are sown
Pixie Dust flowing along the wind, with beauty for all to seize
Catching glitter and dragonwings, such symmentry upon the breeze
Forest creatures both big and small, share space and harmony
No need for fear in this special place, just peace and company
The brightest stars fill up the sky, spreading light from up above
A stage below for one and all, to dance and share the love
To be as one and just believe, that peace will rule our Land
To live together in Tranquil
The Owl and the Cat..
A cat upon a roof did sit, as cheeky as can be
He spied an owl up in the sky and wondered merrily
"Oh pretty bird" he spoke so soft, "Come sit beside me here"
"To gaze upon the shiny stars that beckon us so near"
The owl did look upon the cat, but sensed it was not true
To hear these words within a purr, a trick he surely knew
The moon that shone within the sky, made clear the cats meow
Only feathers fluttered on the breeze to show the cat just how
An owl is so much wiser still, than any pussy cat
"So sit upon your roof alone" was all the owl did spat
So hence became the rivalry of birds and feline fair
The cats they chase but never catch the owls upon the air..
To RememberMy breath, is caught, within a sigh
Remembering moments of days gone by
My Lovers found and passion spent
Of no regrets and friendships meant
Our souls entwined for evermore
The rhyme and reason, my heart to store
I see myself so fancy-free
Each day was filled with what was me
A woman in a world of hope
Of seeds to sow and ways to cope
With promise and the need to know
Adventures fresh with eyes aglow
I see, I saw, my eyes I close
my precious moments, in time I froze
I hear, I heard, now silence reigns
Of sounds and words, the fear that feigns
the truest part of who I am
Of caring more, to give a damn
I have spiralled headlong within the mist
No consequence in love's first kiss
To feel complete and find my place
Amongst the twisted in this space
Oh please I pray, please grant me more
Of whats behind life's hidden door
Each day my body succumbs to age
As true as writings on this page
My heart and soul remain the same
My mind i
How can I restrain?In July, among sand castles,
Overcome by sunny daze,
How can I restrain from jumping
Into foam of turquoise waves?
As November wind is sneaking
Through the coat with long wool sleeves,
How can I restrain from diving
Into pool of amber leaves?
While the holiday December
Shoos the chill with Christmas glow,
How can I restrain from plunging
Into pile of crispy snow?
Naughty April breeze is tugging
At the skirt of floral dress;
How can I restrain from running
Through the rug of fresh-trimmed grass?
For Love of CathyHer glacier eyes
cut through my heart
leaving me dreaming
for a taste of the cruelty
upon her lips.
She is venom in my blood
and I need to feel the heat
of her skin as she burns
me alive, her laugher
shivers down my spine.
And I am left only with
longing, upon my knees
ready to please I beg
for her pain, if only to be
allowed but a touch of her
flesh against my finger tips.
I have nightmares which
fuse me with desire
of her dancing naked
like Bathory, bathed
within my blood.
I shudder in fear
with her breath against
my back, nails like talons
strip me to the bone, left
exposed, my heart skipping
beats just to inhale her
sent, sweeter than life.
She could devour me
whole, snake like,
just to know I will be
interpretably a part of her
and I dance on her strings
for feather-like taunting caresses.
Left only with kisses that
are lies which promise nothing
and deny everything, while I
wither away craving to live
inside of her.
no more second chanceswill you mourn me when I am gone
and the clock continues, past the killing blow,
impassive to the mess it and I conspired
to leave behind for others to sort out?
will you mourn me when I am gone
and so many words were left unsaid, the truths
that frightened us both so much that we lied
and said nothing when our souls screamed?
will you mourn me when I am gone
and we failed to get to certain things we felt
needed to be done before the sun set
and now I can never speak again for myself?
will you mourn me when I am gone
and you read between the lines in all my poems
and find who I really was, and what I was,
and what I had hoped would pass before the end?
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
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