Summer Breeze
She drifted in
Like a cool breeze
On a warm summer night
Goose flesh covers my skin
As her soft and caring words
Caress my bruised heart
Lilting laughter fills the air
Speaking to me
And I know I'm her everything
She sees inside my heart
Overflowing with love
And she knows she's my everything
Soon their eventuality
Will manifest itself
From the beginning they have been one
F. Tipa
Cups Running Over
Wrapping his heart
In a cloak of comfort
The warmth of her love
Burns deep in his soul
Filling his days and nights
Are thoughts of her
Her smile, her scent
Her touch, her love
Brief but blissful
Moments they share
Are but a taste
Of what's to come
For these two hearts
Share desires alike
To love and be loved
By one like their own
Should coming days
And passing nights
Bring comfort and warmth
To these loving souls
Each of them
With cups running over
Will finally have found
A place they'll call home
F. Tipa
A Hundred Kisses
When it comes to your eyes
Should you give me a glance
I’ll give you a smile
When it comes to your mouth
Should you give me a smile
I’ll give you a kiss
When it comes to your kiss
Should you give me a hundred
I’ll only crave a hundred more
When it comes to your hands
Should you hold mine in yours
I’ll give you my hug
When it comes to your hugs
Should you wrap your arms around me
I’ll gently rest my cheek against yours
With arms wrapped around each other
Our hearts beating in rhythm
This, my dear, is where I want my soul to reside
F. Tipa
Just Coffee
Two hearts searching
Wandering, not lost
With patience and hope
Fingers crossed
Side by side
Day by day
Not really knowing
Just what to say
Reaching out
He hopes she replies
In a moment she does
To his pleasant surprise
She's noticed him
And he's noticed her
Now that there's contact
Distractions occur
A kiss and note
Subtly left
Each of them playing it
Close to the vest
Anticipation brews
Of their first meeting
Both want to know more
For their time has been fleeting
Smitten are they
One with the other
Only time will tell
What they'll discover
F. Tipa
Not Blood...But Family
No, we've never met
No, we're not related
No, we don't live close
No, we don't care
Yes, we talk a lot
Yes, we're kindred spirits
Yes, we care deeply
Yes, we are family
No one knows
The bond we share
No one knows
But we don't care
We listen and talk
We're there for each other
We're like family
Like sister and brother
F. Tipa
Drawn...
A glance and smile
A twinkling eye
Kindred spirits
Both a bit shy
Drawn to each other
Both wanting more
Each feeling this way
Not knowing heretofore
Stars not aligning
Perhaps another life
Two hearts singing
Amid different strife
Discovered by innocence
Troubled souls now
Needing to stop
If only, but how
Drawn
Drawn
Drawn
Drawn
F. Tipa
Sparkle in her Eyes
My 2AM wake up call
Is happy thoughts of you
Craving constant contact
Not knowing what to do
Your warm and tender smile
Sets my soul ablaze
The sparkle in your eyes
That come and get me gaze
To be alone with you
Is where I want to be
Tenderness and warmth
I desire you to see
These simple guarded pleasantries
When gathering with friends
Brief and fleeting moments
Not wanting them to end
To huddle you away
For a brief but tender kiss
A beautiful distraction
Momentary bliss
Alas this lovely vision
Is only but a dream
With you, my dear, I'll never be
Or certainly it seems
For now I'll take small consolation
In moments such as these
Engaged for only minutes
By someone wonderful as thee
To feel your warm and tender touch
If that quixotic day arrives
I know with hopeful confidence
I am the sparkle in your eyes
F. Tipa
First Encounter
Chance encounter
Spontaneous attraction
Nervous souls
Music their connection
Would they bond
Would they last
Expectations set low
Not moving too fast
A night of talking
Shared over drinks
Easier as the night progressed
Over before they could blink
Neither of them
Wanting it to end
Reluctantly leaving
Another day to spend
Both hearts warmed
On a cold, damp night
Wanting to kiss her
With lips pursed tight
Leaning in to feel her lips
Pulling her in
First kiss so innocent
Testing waters he’d like to swim
Receptive are both
Senses heightened
Equally enjoying taste and scent
Each no longer frightened
Another meeting
When the week is done
Both anxiously awaiting
Not soon enough will it come
For now they’ll linger
On first date conversation
Kisses shared afterward
More of them held in anticipation
F. Tipa
Open Book
I turn the pages of this open book
Heart on my sleeve when people look
Glancing my way it's only me
Not a picture of someone else's life they'll see
Occasionally staring in adversity's face
It's a marathon I run, not a race
Head held high, surrounded by friends
True ones stay till life's better end
Between now and then I'll hold on to them tight
Nary a care, worry, or fright
To them and my family a heart felt thank you
For standing by my side and helping me through
F. Tipa
Clouded View
Flying in the face of insanity
Bile erupts from my core
Not a hateful person
Now prone to foul tendencies
Hers is a distorted view
Like that of a cracked windshield
Swimming in muddy waters
Sifting through a smoke filled room
Solace, however, will be mine
The truth will light my way
To new clarity in this life
Bound for happiness
F. Tipa