Baby Bear

Each morning I’m a baby bear

crawling out of my cave

from a long winter sleep.

My body lying like stone

while my spirit flew around

trading hot kisses with eternity.

I stretch my creaky legs,

rub my crusted eyes,

pull a big, tasty breath,

ready to devour

this brand new baby day!

Gwendalyn Gilliam, Incline Village, January 29, 2011

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More Dancing

We are fairy dancers spiraling,

whirling in air with our little fairy friends,

spreading a trail of sparkling dust

as we turn and blush, turn and blush.

I see in your eyes deep pools of love,

feel energies merge as our walls dissolve,

touching palm to palm, the radiance there,

your chest so proud—I want it bare!

No matter you’re at the computer

nor that I am rubbing sore backs;

our spirits are free and they’re dancing.

They’re soaring, they’re leaping,

they’re making some tracks!

Angel Lover

In my heart I am safe.

In my heart I am beloved.

An angel followed me many years

to bless me with his gift of love.

He had to go back to a darker place

to weigh duty against his life.

But his presence has gently marked me,

forever saturated with love,

he gave me everything I need.

Can you feel my adorable heart smile

enfolding you with comfort?

Gwendalyn Gilliam, Incline Village, January 26, 2011

Back

I got my baby back

and now he is sweeter and softer,

hard like a lion,

velvet like cake.

His juiciness can climb the tallest building,

leap the widest sea,

covers the planet in sun splach,

paints the night sky with silvery droplets of moon.

Now he’s bubbling through my veins

and you know what that means—

Pop!  goes a volcano in Hawaii.

Cause my baby is back,

and I am going to suck his angel breath

all the way down to my chattering saloon doors.

Gwendalyn Gilliam, Incline Village, January 19, 2011