III Black Harlequin The Romance Reveal

Book 3 in the Black Harlequin The Romance Revealed book series by author, writer and poetJocelyn Shaw. Sincere thoughts carry forward and we're about to embrace another series full of poetry and romance. As we begin...

poetry and romance

You look like someone who used to know some secrets we must
have shared
By the look in your eye
Must have been Me
Must have been something about Me
Must have been the One
Must have been Me bringing Dejavu to You
Over and Over
By the way you stare at Me
Funny how it's me the one
Looking back at you
Something about you
Over and Over
Reminds Me
(SOMETHING Like That)
What about last night?
The cover of the book you're reading this morning lies
Ballads and Poetry in Motion
Move Me
Across the pages
Something between the sheets
Make up the opening lines
Conversation and drinks about last night,
Ain't right
I overheard
I can read in between the lines
Ballads and Poetry in Motion
I write
What about last night
It sounds kinda different from the dull day you had
What about the person you was last night
Ballads and Poetry in Motion
Hide two different subjects
Am I writing a Ballad
Or is it the Poetry
Between the sheets
(Something like that)

You burn
Burn even in the rain
The rays of the flame
Close enough,Enough for us to belong
You are an eternal flame.
It's the appetite of a rush
The taste and bittersweet
The skintight dew
that warms me
When your gone
bittersweet remains
The appetite within
I taste and eat
The bittersweet
It's the rush
I find calling inside
Inside the warmth and chill of this skintight dew
The appetite for you
And when your gone
The last drop
The last drop I'll savour
Like a pea
The smallest piece not leaving none, none for you, just my appetite
Just my appetite within
The rush I find calling inside quieted by the sheep of truth, the
warmth and chill of skintight dew.
What makes you who you call yourself in the mirror
Calling your name, who you came to be
Calling to you
Calling from within
You reach out past your reflection
Just missing the one
The One you call yourself
No shame
...
As long as the waters of waves promise to return to the shore
As long as the sun warms the water within
The waters won't part
Won't part the promises
Promises made in the waves, waves of tides of love's embrace and
promise to remember
The surface washed away and carried deep in the brine under the
waves
Love surfaces again, wash over me, warm within .

Dettagli