Burning Embers of Passion

 

Burnt orange embers glow endlessly,

beneath the smokey flames

that we have created.

Our starving souls hunger for

untamed spirits to intertwine

The smoke of the flames smolder feverishly.

Our hearts searching and yearning for more.

Unquenchable and insatiable

are we, for we burn in eternity

Through hearts of fire,

driven by passion-filled

supreme love and desire.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

 

Fingertip-sation!

 

I remember that night,

when you washed my hair.

As I melted in the heat,

that your hands did share.

 

The massage was so wonderful,

your hands were a gift.

You relaxed me completely,

I was tempted to drift.

 

I received so much pleasure,

from your wonderful fingers.

My skin still tingles,

for the memory does linger.

 

Now, every time that I wash my hair,

I’ll remember that night,

when your hands were there…

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

Daydreaming

 

 

A dream-like state in the middle of the day,

the best kind.

The mind comfortably drifts away,

from the realities that plague it,

if only for a moment.

Almost euphoric in its essence,

bordering on the edge of the impossible.

There is no place off limits,

within the realm of one’s daydream.

One can be whisked away to far off places.

Money is not a necessity,

only one’s very vivid imagination.

You hold on a little longer,

as you feel the tug of the outside forces,

trying to pull you back to reality;

a place you would rather not be.

You struggle to stay in your mind’s dream,

a world that you created ~ a place that you visit often.

Eventually, the daydream must come to an end

the forces of reality too strong to push back.

But you bask in the glory of knowing

you will return again tomorrow!

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

Fem-Flirtation

 

The wink of an eye, the gentle sway of her hips,

the enticing way that words fall from her lips.

A sideways glance, the hint of a smile,

all eyes on her, a sight so worthwhile.

From girlish giggles to womanly laughter,

she’s the main attraction ~ the before and the after.

A jazzy walk with a stylish flair,

the icing on the cake, her beautiful hair.

You’ve caught her attention but only for a moment,

the ball’s in her court ~ she definitely owns it.

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

Forgive and Forget

 

Forgiving is a difficult feat,

yet is it possible to ever truly forget?

To completely void out a past hurt or betrayal,

or would forgiveness be easier?

It would seem not, for to exonerate one,

who has hurt you to your core,

is a lesson in humility that you did not ask for.

Yet, forgiveness is the key to releasing the hold,

that controls all those pent-up emotions.

But the very act of forgiving is emotional in itself, right?

So, what is one to do when forgiveness comes a calling?

You could always just….forget about it!

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

Creed of Success

 

If success should ever fall upon my thirsty lips,

Lord please let me taste it, the smallest sip.

I”ll not forget the humble roots from which I came,

may I not be ruined by fortune and fame.

 

Please grant me the chance to share and give back,

to those less fortunate ~ the odds are stacked.

Let me not lose sight of my purpose and goal,

may I set an example and break the mold.

 

For when you’ve been given much, so much is required,

a daunting reality, but necessary to go higher.

So, I’ll keep encouraging those who are struggling and reaching,

through God’s extraordinary blessings and his infinite teaching.

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall