Catch Me

I slip- -you catch me
in the gentle rhythm
of your heart- -before
I fall away- –
breathless and dizzy,
ensconse me- -love.

Your voice- -touch
– -delicate, passionate soul- –
fire and wisdom
complete me in ways
life alone cannot do.

I would
lose myself in you
                             forever
– -a blessing.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Come to You

I come to you seeking refuge
from my heart,
and the point of being.
I need velvet pouches
of diamond dust wisdom- –
your splintered moon’s
profound treasure- -profound
measure of all the right words,
sentimental and sound enough
to wrap my heart around.

Cold- –
shining sun passes
quickly giving way to twilight.
I might not wait for words
spilling from a splintered moon.
I have no cloak for protection
from the war of heart
versus mind- -mind
versus soul.  I’ve done the math,
a thousand splintered moons
have passed since purpose
escaped my grasp.

I don’t want empty words
of reason’s reasoning
on excuses, or the proper
seasons for making love.
– -I come to you
seeking refuge from my heart
and the point of being
in my skin.  I need
a cloak of protection
to swathe my inner child in.
She’s waiting for answers and sweets- –
needing a reason for being,
beyond- –
           simply being.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.
Photograph a family photo, Copyright 2010,
by Suzie Ashby.

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Pull Me

Cold comes in
riding on darkness,
gliding toward me
– -silent, but for the wind
from the dark wings
– -feathers whistling
beneath the eaves.

Pull me into you.
Hide me in your arms
safe within the blanket
of your love.  Loneliness
– -the shadow of silence
touches my soul
with bony fingers
– -laughs at my tears.
My fears bleed violet.
– -Violent red streaks
the coldness, except
in you. 

Pull me
from never-ending
cold- -hold me safe
from shadow’s reach.
Pull me into your love.
Hide me from the silence
– -I am.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Orange Moon

Fire’s kiss
bends twilight shadows
morphing imagination’s
mingled thoughts
to beauty.
Orange moon rises
ever higher- -a neon balloon
uncontrolled, taking away
my quaking breath- -showing
night tide’s beauty,
sewing autumn stitches- –
a quilt of comfort
for broken dreams.- –
My soul grows
in the wake of you.
The moon forgets- –
I forgive, harvest comes
creeping bold flame kisses- –

I love you.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

My Soul

Recoiling
against the cold
I am a baby
absorbing
the warmth of you.

Instinctively
my fingers
take you.
My soul- -you hold
in your being.

You
    are
      my
        soul.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Merging

Pre-dawn moon glow bleeds
opalescent needles of light
through the pain.
On the sill- -crystals
absorb energy.
Night on fire- –
creativity dances electric- –
sparks ignite.
Brain and body- -one
with heart- -with soul,
flow energy- -flow
with the drumming
deep inside- -outward spiraling.
Moving in time- -swaying
through time,
I begin again.

Perceptions- –
intuition- -light
white-hot,
thoughts, words
flow fire and ice
from my hand- –
warmed by Grandmother Moon,
moved by love- -by God’s grace.
Gifts to loves and lives
across the cosmos.
My soul bleeds, too- –
in wave forms smashing
along the shoreline
of a distant star’s energy
pulsating inside your mind- –
and we connect- -synchronicity,
LOVE.  How can we not
feel such a merging.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Midnight

dark waters
your eyes
reflect
moon light- –
your soul
deepening
midnight- –
I am
breathless
soaring
in you- –
night wind
whispers
your kiss
tender bliss- –
my eyes
laughing
starlight

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.