My Poetry

Upon attempting to revisit an unfinished piece, I came across the first poem I wrote that I knew off the top of my head. The words have since slowly faded from my memory, as have these feeling from my heart, but the source of my inspiration continues to resonate in these words.

My muse
the essence of Caliope
in the male form
of your sexy ebony frame
the rhythm of each verse
matching your heartbeat
each line soothing me
like your deep breathing
late at night

This feeling of forever
following the flow
of alliteration
as I repeat your name
knowing nothing nor
nearly noticing nothing else...
but your presence

The radiance of you beauty
breathes life into me
like these words
you inspire
your eyes penetrate my heart
exposing my desire
for you...
on this page

Your vibe consumes me
sending me on a natural high
of unspoken soliloquies
having me talking to myself
as if the whole world
could now understand
how you and I
are now intertwined
with every word I write
Each work a masterpiece
images of you
created in my mind
taking shape as I describe
everything I want to do to you

Read it top to bottom
beginning to end
and back again
anyway I see it
you are mine
you are my creation
perfected in my imagination
the object of my affection
you are...
my life
my heart
my soul
you are forever in me
you are my poetry.

© 2002 R. Bello