To Cassandra--Early Years

Alan Anderson Christopher

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This writing reveals the author's own internal quest to return to the home of woman. It is the calling from the silence to the heart descripted in beautiful prose poems.

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• Publié par: First Edition Design Publishing
• Date de parution: 30 août 2012
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781622872084
• Langue: English

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To Cassandra -- Early Years



Christopher Alan Anderson
To Cassandra -- Early Years
Copyright 2012 Christopher Alan Anderson
ISBN 978-1622872-08-4

Published and Distributed by
First Edition Design Publishing, Inc.
September 2012
www.firsteditiondesignpublishing.com



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Early Years
It’s hard to tell the slope of the hill
My senses turn to miss the life of a daffodil.
You are with me when far away
My love your beauty will never decay.
I only imagine a new day when it is here
Right now I remember a tear
I shed on a day
Once another year.
Considerations
May flower
Setting sun
How you seek to understand
How the world turns.
So enthusiastic
Would you carry our lamp to me
Shine forth your vitality
If all I can offer you
Are dreams and drudgery?
But do not mistake my formality
Could you know how much I could love you
How much I would love to love you?
Sentiments
How can they ever grow?
Certainly not by me alone
With no light to see your heart
To write my lines upon your face
In the form of a kiss
I come,
Continue your smile my majestic one
You do give me the hope
Even if I try to convincingly say
With you I am already one.
If Ever I Am To See You Again
If ever I am to see you again
I would not let time act
As if it had time
To formulate love’s plans.
I would not let the air
Stand out so distinctly between us.
I would not let your heart
Hold a rhythm different than mine.
I would do things so right.
Oh, whom do I ask to ensure
That we may one day “coincidentally” meet?
You know, I only saw you for one fleeting moment,
Eternally your being was impressed upon my memory,
No sun ever fades in my world
Your tenderness keeps me alight
One moment
But I knew the feeling well
Bursting considerations
Forever looking for you.
Talk To Me
Talk to me
Of how soft your skin is
How slender your legs are
How nourishing your breasts are,
Talk to me of love
Whatever you may think it to be.
Talk to me through your eyes
So I can clearly see
That your voice is softer than mine
As it should be,
Listening to me believe in days gone by
As I quest for you,
With you I can make tomorrow surely do
Whatever you wish.
Talk to me
So I won’t forget who you are
And why I am
Talk to me clear as woman
Show me your desire.
I Think I Am In Love
As could be foretold
You are just like a woman
And as all women
Use the best of your demand
In that multitude of maybes
That drift so slowly by.
If I asked for your hand
You might reply,
If I asked to meet your lips
On me you might rely,
If I asked to touch your hips
You might create or die.
Oh, but do give me a reply
Don’t let love lie
Forever in its question
Which your hands hold
Your lips form
Your hips draw
Right out of my heart
My fullest effort
Which I can convey to you
May I my love
Be in love with you.
I See You Again
Wasn’t it just yesterday
That my heart fell
My eyes did swell,
There you were
Posed in front of me
Standing out against all surrounding
Challenging all surrounding
To stand out to you
And say,
I love you I do.
And I did,
Actually it was very simple
I thought out the feeling
Formulated it into words
And—where did you go?
When will you be back?
How long must I exist
In the unknown?
But before I have time to die
Over my limitless desperation
I see you again,
Different form maybe
But the joy is equal to or greater than
What is has always been.
Awakening
Was it the day I put you
In all I say and do
Before my own beliefs and constructions
That I actually tried to become unnoticeable?
My gallantness for you
Was enough to expose my any blemish,
My continuous effort.
Please forsake me
If you cannot love me
Or I you.
Easy
Hi
Your smile is very nice,
Hand touches hand
Hand touches cheek
For just a moment
To absorb the moment
I was thinking about you
For a good portion of this day.
I would like sometime to kiss you
But I would never want it to become
Just an everyday thing.
Miscellaneous thoughts
Thinking what should already be said
Behind the time
Too late to dread
Eyes meet
Conscious heartbeat
Bodies brush sometimes
In united blush
I inquire
May I see you tomorrow?
You answer tenderly.
To Think
To think I would spend time with you
And ask you to spend time with me
And then proceed to think my own thoughts.
Oh, but what better time is there
Than under the stimulation of passion
To think about thoughts and passion
With you,
Can you enjoy thinking too?
More fun than talking about me and you
Saying what we wish we were
What we wish we could do.
I Can’t Tell You
What is this overwhelming feeling
That you present to me?
My whole system
Out of harmony,
For I can’t tell you
What it is with me
That makes me so
Uncontrollably slow
To relate
My sensitivity,
Except I guess
By telling you
This I can’t seem to do.
Time
Woman
Days go by
And by
Time gone, never to be used by us.
My intensity of desire seeks you.
Days gone by
But not wasted.
The day will come
When I have cleared up my obstacles
And let you come to me
As you have tried
So many times before.
I Wish I Could Be With You
The running river
Takes over my thoughts
At this moment
I let it be louder than me
So I can make away
Without interfering
With the burdens of the day
And go forth to see thee.
Concessions
Walking backwards
I notice that you and I
Have bumped rears.
I hardly knew that we
Had any mutual imageries in common
In this paternal maternal quest.

Desire is so spider web thin
All we got
All we will ever get
Can it pull me through?
Backwards to you
So when we meet
And touch with our seats
So incidentally
Instead of going boo
The smile will say
The touch was true.
Aftermath
Woman
Precious
It was after the climax of love
That I held you
That I made love to you.
The measure of any flame
Is the breath of its fire
After it has burned that desire
To rest forever
In the joys of exposure.