MOMENTS IN THE SUN

Darling, you are the bridal flower blooming upon the delicate wedding dreams of a lonely man.

To share moments in the sun with you leaves me breathless every time I see its jewels reflecting in your dreamy eyes.

In an awe-inspiring way, I see visions of you among the pyramids of time showing kindness to the afflicted that have never experienced the mercy of love.

Your beautiful, vivacious spirit even soars through my fantasies as if I were a king being fed with the delicious kisses of a seductive empress.

Lady Flower, come with me into the night so the freedom of darkness will hide our imperfections during our tender lovemaking.

Lead me also into your rose garden where the pleasures of the heart come from the very depths and soil of love.

My darling, it is so much more pleasurable to spend moments in the sun with you than to embrace cold, empty nights without the warmth and touch of your soft, silky hand in mine.



Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present
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Award Time, again!

I've been honored with another award from Promising Poets' Poetry Cafe. I humbly accept this award and nominate NAMI for the next week.

Award for my poem: ON THIS ORANGE-HUED DAY

The desire to learn gives beauty to understanding,

but knowledge when understood gives light to understanding.

Andy David 31 July 2011

I received an award!

This gift brought a smile to my face!

It's from a dear blogging friend, Tarunima, a young lady with great talent and beautiful poetry. To view her work and to read the lovely sentiments she wrote about my poetry, please take a moment to visit her blog REVERIE.

Thank you so much, Tarunima. I am deeply touched and honored.

This is such a lovely treat that I would like to share it with the following friends (in no particular order):

1. Eclipse: A wonderful soul who not only writes amazing poetry, but is a talented artist & sculptor. She's also celebrating her recent marriage. 
2. Myrna R.: Here's a beautiful lady who is an avid follower and reader of my poetry. She is always gracious with her comments and uplifting messages.
3. Blue Rose: I came across this blog only recently after reading a post about Michael Jackson. I've been following ever since.
4. Flash Fiction: This blog is by Lisa. She writes the most incredible flash fiction. I was totally enthralled with her recent 7-part mini series.
5. Jingle: Now everyone knows Jingle of Jingle Poetry Group. She has the biggest heart and dedicates so much of her time to us each week with not only her beautiful poetry but also her encouraging awards.
6. Lorot's Poetry: Here's a young man whose writing is incredibly rich and who is wise beyond his years.
7. Muhammad Israr: Here's someone who is passionate about what he does and enjoys reading my poetry.
8. POETRY, ...DA Color OF LIFE: This blog belongs to Bhargav. We share a love of music...mainly the Great Mukesh Chand Mathur.
9. Hanan bint Alavi: Here's a young lady who is studying English Literature and writes when she can. She loves poetry and has been an avid supporter of my work.
10. WHEN THE HEART SPEAKS!: This blog belongs to Margie. She is a beautiful person whose blog reflects her love of life and who honors me with her constant visits.
11. Mihir Vatsa: Here's a young man who is not only a talented writer, but whose knowledge and passion for the region he lives in cannot be surpassed. 

I wish I could mention everyone, but it's not possible due to time and space. However, if you wish, please feel free to claim the award as a special gift from me to you. 

Happy reading & sharing!

ON THIS ORANGE-HUED DAY

The autumn leaves on this orange-hued day remind me of the nostalgic moments we once shared in this lovely garden.

How can the divine kisses of yesterday return to a lonely man when the path for him to walk upon has been stained with the residue of sadness?

Beautiful Lady Flower, make it permissible for me to see you again and again in these empty dreams of mine.

Turn your kisses into a musky aroma, so I may taste your feminine, perfume scent with the passing winds.

Sometimes, romance is only a moment captured by two hearts noticing each other for the first and only time inside the raging elements of life.

I am most grateful to have known your embrace beneath the glorious settings of the morning sun.

On this orange-hued day, the gleaming light from above feels like your magical eyes staring deeply into mine.

My darling, this orange-hued day also reminds me of the color of your dress swaying among the roses when you ran into my loving arms...for the very last time.

Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present

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BLISSFUL MEMORIES

Lady Flower, turn my days into nights and my nights into blissful memories spent with a gorgeous woman like you.

Every time I kiss the sweet petals of a rose, I envision your soft lips because of the timeless fragrance lingering with me.

Will you kindly sanctify my feelings for you by entrusting me with the passionate secrets of your loving heart?

Darling, make enquiries of my heart about my desires and you will receive your answers through tears and erotic emotions bearing only your name.

Keep my eyes open to the magic of your smile and then escort me into these blissful memories, which I have always dreamt of spending with you.

The gentle breeze of the night reveals the beauty of life by descending upon the hearts of two lovers sharing the throne of love.

My darling, for any man to create blissful memories in his heart, he must first experience the reality of love and passion in the tender arms of a beautiful woman with only your alluring eyes.

Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present

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WITHIN THE DEPTHS OF MY SOUL

My love for you is like a song in the heart…it will reach your ear even if we are on opposite sides of the earth.

The delicate smile you share with me is like a sweet fire burning within the secrets of my heart, giving warmth to my lonely soul.

Without you beside me at night, I dream sorrowful dreams, but when you are with me, I can look over a distant horizon and see even more clearly your love for me.

You are like fragrant incense in my heart filling my life with everlasting happiness and you are also like love's inferno ever smoldering within the depths of my soul.

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NATURE AND MY LOVE

The naked earth clothes her perfect beauty with the wild flowers of freedom.

The vast sea hides her loneliness by weeping profusely during the stillness of a long night.

Even the blue skies reveal their moods of contentment by watching the clouds drift away casually from their presence.

My darling, you will find the kindness of the winds amid the broken branches of a barren tree gently kissing their wounds to make them fertile again.

Not every soul has a soft bed to lie in at night or a lit candle to read about the wondrous hopes of an everlasting love.

Tell me, Lady Flower, will you cherish the life of love through the humble and faithful eyes of a man with my persona?

Please know that my love is far superior to nature, for no hurricane or wind can ever snatch away these emotions of love from the paradise within me.

In fact, the blue skies and the blooming gardens of life befriend my humble soul by learning the difference between common nature and the divinity of human love.

Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present

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LETTER TO MY LADY FLOWER

It's Wk11 at Romantic Friday Writers. The challenge this week is "Coming Home". Write a themed piece in no more than 400 words max. (word count: 258) Click here now to read the other entries or for submission/membership details.

Once again, the night remains unkind as the quiet winds keep tormenting my weary soul by bringing your sweet, perfume scent to me, only to have it fade away with the ebbing tide.

How can any man survive this anguish and despair after loving a beautiful woman like you in the very essence of his dreams?

Precious Lady Flower, even though my journey home will be fraught with untold dangers, I will ride the waves of the tempestuous seas just to gaze deeply into your gorgeous eyes once again.

My darling, I'm coming home with a thousand different shades of blooming flowers ready for you to leap into my loving arms.

My heart still flourishes with passionate excitement whenever I think back to the mellifluous moments we shared inside the embryo of love.

The emotions of love conveyed between us far exceed any disagreement or misunderstanding experienced behind the curtains of the heart.

My love, coming home to you now is all I dream of to help fill this emptiness caused by a separation that could not be avoided.

Please know it was in your eyes that I first saw the magnificent illustration of love dancing like a flower upon the gentle waters of the Nile.

No more tears, my dear one, for coming home to you will not only complete my lonely life but more importantly, it will melt away this painful heartache I never knew existed until we became separated by the cruelties of time and circumstances.

Beautiful woman of my heart, please wait for me in our special place where our bodies first surrendered to the beauty and meaning of love.

Lady Flower, I love you more than life itself…I'm coming home… 

Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present
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THE PROVOCATIVE WOMAN

Her kisses of honey represent the beauty of fire keeping my heart ablaze with the sweetest lovemaking I have ever known.

Whenever she arouses my spirit with her sensuality, I realize her feminine touch displays the kind of rawness that causes my heart to covet her more with deep, intense emotions.

She is the Lady Flower I love and adore and the ultimate happiness I crave lustfully, for she knows how to become the provocative woman and fulfill me with pleasure.

I am inflamed with desire for this beautiful woman who makes my heart move joyously to stroke her ever so gently at first - the way a gardener nurtures violet blossoms beautifying his garden - and then more vigorously as our bodies dance to the rhythm of passion like thunder and lightning on a stormy night.

Her perfume scent of love is most intoxicating to me, leaving me drunk and clothed with an aromatic fragrance I have always craved from a provocative woman.

Yes, with love, she surrenders her deepest emotions to me in between the marble pillars of my bed by allowing me to bury myself inside her soul, while I stifle her erotic groans with deep, wet kisses of my own.

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LOVE'S GREAT PRECISION

When love enters your midst, it will be precise, exciting and always on time.

The luxurious beauty of love will captivate your senses with a sweet intoxication until you can actually envision the greatness of everlasting.

Penetrating the heart with its potent power, love transcends all things in a dream…allowing the dreamer to visualize only one paradise with an abundance of perfumed flowers swaying in bloom.

Darling, your generosity towards love can easily be experienced with every little touch and embrace we share in the bosom of your secrets.

Fill in the blank pages of this romance novel so the reader(s) may peer into our hearts to learn the beauty of true love.

My love for you is irrefutable and cannot be measured with any ribbons sailing across the vast skies.

Yes, you my darling, are the epitome of sweet love, for whenever you are in my midst, you pierce my heart with the magic of love's great precision.

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SURRENDERING MYSELF TO YOU

The Wk10 challenge at Romantic Friday Writers is "Surrender". Write a themed piece in no more than 400 words max. (word count: 181) To read the other entries or for membership/submission guidelines, click here...

My darling, I have surrendered my emotions to you among the twilight hours of an evening filled with the musky scent of our passionate lovemaking.

How can any man resist such a magnificent beauty draped in a purple, silken gown softly beckoning him with the sultry whisper of her swaying hem?

Kiss me deeply with your lips of honey and then lead me seductively to the waterfall of your timeless garden where I shall taste your fragrant wine until I am drunk with fulfillment.

Remove the sorrow from my eyes by holding me close to your heart until I can actually feel the beauty of love in the bosom of your dreams.

Let me surrender my desires to you so love's magic will forever destroy the barriers that once kept us apart.

My eyes are overcome with tears of joy to behold your feminine enchantments thrilling me like aurora borealis flirting with the midnight sky.

Lady Flower, surrendering myself to you has also filled my life with the ultimate purpose to exist in a world thirsting for your sweet, delectable love.

Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present

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THE STARS HAVE WINKED AT YOU

You might not have noticed, but during a quiet moment in the garden of your dreams, I saw the stars winking at you.

Kindly untie the ribbon from around my heart and then unwrap the gift inside created for you from the beauty of love.

How profound the human heart is when sweet love enters its chamber beneath glittering jewels of faithfulness.

It is beautiful you who has conquered my senses for passion and the reason why I breathe your intoxicating fragrance among a crowd.

Lady Flower, in between the two lamps of life, even though one of them is filled with darkness, I find the light of happiness glowing through you.

The stars that winked at you have done justice to my poems by inspiring me to write loving words especially for the woman in you.

How can I not understand the beauty of love after finding its timeless meaning in your innocent-looking smile?

My darling, the stars that winked at you were made visible to me, because of their luminescence dancing in your eyes.

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RFW Wk9: FALLING SHORT OF YOUR GLORY

The Wk9 challenge at Romantic Friday Writers is "Forgiven!" Word limit is 400 max (word count: 288) Click here to read the other entries and for submission/membership guidelines.

Forgive me for falling short of your glory and accept these purple flowers, which were created especially for you. 

Dwell in the heart of your prince and be the arrow of passion always in his heart.

Do not remember me, my dear one, for I am only a dying memory fading with the breeze.

I have become a slave for love, but love refuses to be my master.

Lady Flower, all I ever wanted was your hand in sweet friendship, but instead you turned me away with a prudent smile.

Your letters reprimanded my heart and with each written word of exhausted anger, I fell further from the balcony of your temple.

Winter's tears have become the snow watering the dying lilies of my soul.

You hide your beautiful shadow from me while standing in the sun, but in passionate darkness, you allow yourself to be seen by your lover behind the spirit of love.

The winepress of my heart you have shut down, for no more will my love flow to beautiful you with freedom like before.

I know your open wings are for your new lover and your silent anger is for me.

The web from your hands is where I shall sleep, but the strong wind from your heart is what I must avoid.

Even though it was not by choice, I have become unknown to you to fulfill the prophecy of your heart, which holds bitter kisses for me.

Lady Flower, the tender imprints of your footsteps will now lead your new lover to the well from which I could never drink.

For the last time, my darling, please forgive me for falling short of your glory and free me from this broken reality.


Written by/copyright Andy David © 2010-present
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