I begin again, don’t judge me
I’m not steady in this ebb and flow
The mass try to silence my thinking but
Being mute is not an option.
The mirror says it all they say, but nothing Is understood
I dig into this vineyard of life, hoping to taste its bliss
But thus far my thirst is not quenching
So I begin again.
~Micheline Jean Louis
To his tender kiss, I surrender
The delight of his touch incite a craving for more
He opened his soul as he explore, holding nothing back
I felt his unspoken thoughts as he caresses me
The touch of his warm lips, like a paint brush painting my body in passion
How beautiful I felt in arms.
His soul echoed what my heart has yearned for, oneness
As I fell asleep I can hear the softness of passion singing in the night and
It lingers in my dream, reminding me of what it felt like to be caress by the soul of a man.
Micheline Jean Louis
Painting by R.Young