Soul Dancer

Soul Dancer

When the temporal sun descends into lavender mountains,

the night wind revolves in the sky and sings

a haunting melody, its lyrics undecipherable,

and I am moving backwards

in slow motion...

A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams

shall I pay the price, seek out the highest bidder 

to crawl inside the chambers of your mind

where silent music echoes down

halls of regret...

We meet in the damp shadows, in a rain of kisses,

my chest as tight as a shiny bicycle chain

cresting down full speed, over rolling hills,

hearts pumping like runaway pistons

as the race begins...

Your lips, your touch, your scent draws me nigh

and makes me melt like angel wings in spring,

savoring essence of night blooming jasmine

such a passion of weeping tied to my body,

the taste of nectar so sweet...

...and my soul dances, seared with curls of fire.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

November 26, 2014

Stairway to the Stars

Stairway to the Stars

He speaks to me from an anguished past,

His gentle words wash my troubles away.

Lone spirit walking with a wooden crook,

Tending sheep in woolen clouds of gray.

He beckons me to pastoral meadows

Where white tail deer frolic in the rain.

Cool winds to soothe my fevered skin,

A healing balm to soothe my pain.

I know you are out there somewhere,

I feel you up there in night skies afar.

Do you have a beacon to shine the way?

Do you have a stairway to the stars?

I look toward the blue ridge mountains,

Where a solemn sunset begins to glow.

His voice echoes in the strains of music

A song of sorrow that we used to know.

All I ever wanted was to dance in the sun,

Free from my worries and free from strife.

You led me to that place of serenity,

You promised me magic, gave me life.

I know you are out there somewhere,

I feel you up there in night skies afar.

Do you have a beacon to shine the way?

Do you have a stairway to the stars?

I do believe that second chances exist,

For I see your smile defy the foggy mist.

But I hear that rumble of that distant train.

I lost you once -- don’t leave me again.

I know you are out there somewhere,

I feel you up there in night skies afar.

Do you have a beacon to shine the way?

Do you have a stairway to the stars?

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

September 4, 2014