Reigns.

I am scared as I feel you tremble in my arms.

Waiting for the thunder to come into the morning.

To wake me from this dream that you give.

Afraid this may be over and I cannot stop it.

For a day may come that you are not here by me.

My kiss upon your forehead my fear pushed aside.

Tonight I have you here and I feel you so close.

The suns rise not yet chased you away dear.

No feeling has made me safe as knowing you.

Our connection made again before the nights end.

Knowing of needing has shown me more.

I look deep beyond to see us together for more.

Wanting to know you need not ever worry.

My love is more than just words or feelings.

The knowing of needing I have is who I am now.

I do not fret from the loss but the not showing.

To take forever and live it moment by second.

You will be mine till the morning sun breaks.

But only my last day will be that day my dear.

And the nights will always be safely ours.


© Jeph Rants

Unspoken

There is still something about your kiss that I cannot remove from my thoughts.
It was the way your inhaling took me into you.
Nor can I quit your voice in my head breathing my name ever so soft and blissful.
Chorus of perfection your tone and note carry me.
Other lovers of my past wait in memory's wings for a chance for their recalling.
No chance for them or a new as you have me still.
I need not even close my eyes to see you before me waiting to be taken in full.
Like a madness of happiness an addiction I crave.
My hands upon your flesh and from the curve of your hip to firm of your breast.
No spot untouched by my needing of it all.
Yearning sends more than want for that of a finish but a chance to begin again.
Wrapped within a physical and energetic moment of clarity.
I look up and see you writhing with satisfaction of fulfillment by depth and girth.
There was and is more to this than what was seen.
The beat of your heart felt wrapped around me that connects within your loin.
Pulling me free of every fear we shared alone.
Feverish I find us in places that we have been with one another in that way love.
No time before or after I get found within that time.
Seconds or hours wandering about the past with your smile encouraging my stay.
My only desire to leave the past is to find you now.
A place I find myself within you and your embrace before in hopes for once again.



© Jeph Rants

Truly Sorrow

I know what we had, and what I did.

Never is a night without you there.

So sorry my only love for I lost you.

My arms were wrapped so tight.

I tried to hold you, I tried to fight.

You weeped in my arms like a child.

Enough emotion for a hundred stars.

Hidden beauty were all your scares.

Just a man I was and am but learned now.

Please don't glide down from my grip

From around your waist that I wasted.

Should have made you my loving wife.

Holding forever your fingers for life.

I weep like a child without your arms.

Tears enough for a hundred emotions.

Scares hidden with beauty and devotions.

© Jeph Rants

W. Rittled

Such joy of simple return to seconds in memory.

Rush and pulse of pleasings and ode to a loves flavor.

Tongue moistening the moment again savored.

No fruit nor flesh satisfies my hunger to feed you.

Much of what I know of what I need is me inside.

I hear my name on your lips lunged from within.

So sweetly said with dedication and luscious desire.

No sorrow and no song could express the loss.

Of knowing complete connection of relinquishment.



© Jeph Rants

Moon dreams

There can be no thoughts of the best lover you had.
Reminisce of the seconds you shared as more than friends.
Love let loose on two rampant souls, lost but for eachother.
Time was long but too short to be enough for forever.
Memories cannot be shaken or stirred loose of their hold.
The kiss at the corner of a whisper of my name in the dark.
Fingers push and claw expressing what words won't make.
You cannot go back and relive those interludes step by step.
Each quiver of lip to pulse of pleasure that last long after.
Its not wise to remember the rhythm that got them there.
No lovers of the past need stay in the past where it was good.
I cannot forget the want for only her in thousands of times.
Or the way her smile of satisfaction hides at my finish still.

© Jeph Rants

Deep and longing

We all have a lover in mind,

no matter if its one we still hold.

A difference than the rest.

Something unable to just say.

An endless amount of nothings,

that we just won't stop wanting.

Its of each other at times,

but for lacking known as best.

Avoiding the trouble it causes,

hoping another will at least kill the same.

© Jeph Rants

The Ritz

The romance was the fun part of what we had.
It was perfect, it was simple, it was real, and I miss it.
Baby you were no tease but we played that game.
I wasn't perfect and you thought for awhile I was.
You and played the role for others to make a name.
Something you and I both seemed to live out.
Jester and the doll, one the fool and the other the flusie.
We probably waited too long to just get out.
You should not have listened to who I really was.
I was wrong for seeing the woman that was the doll.
So I moved too slow then too fast and who couldn't see.
Only me.


© Jeph Rants