Regret As I reflect on paths not taken - I stand remiss of the words I have left unspoken. It is not that my heart ached more, or that my heart ached less but that my heart aches now as I never imagined how much my heart truly ached - For...

Brushstokes Lead me into temptation – and let there be no boundaries to your whisper as I caress the longing of my inhibition. It is not enough to love you that I embrace this desire for my heart is swollen with aspiration. Might I not be able...

Sybilia Such is the study in your eyes – That I am caught between a dream and a desire. Have I waited too long to embrace you, even though every moment I ever wanted was to be with you. Yet as my heart trembles in want of your whisper you have...

The catharsis of love Have we been any less loving than kind - When it was love we wanted, there was no love to give and yet when there was love to give, it was not the love we wanted that the love we receive is no more than -  The love we...

Within Temptation Thus I feel your eyes upon me - Caressing me gently with the warmth of intent. Yet even as you press the grape of my own desires inhibitions I already drink from the beauty - Of your cup. © Charles Coakley Simpson 2009