A poem ... The Game

The Game

Sultry eyes

Capture me

Slave now

Eternally

Silent words

Whisper need

Agonizing

Hungry greed

Naughty wink

Starts the game

I wish I knew

Your lovely name

A poem ... The Dance

The Dance

Green little leaf

Alone on a tree

Dancing and jumping

For the world to see

Sun is shinning

The day is bright

The wind is cold

With winters bite

Dressed in color

Ruby Red

Dancing furious

Almost dead

Floating down

Dance is done

Sleeping warmly

In the sun