By Charles Robert Lindholm
“A blindside kiss
from out of the blue
a blindside kiss
a gift from you”
I never expected
to be crossing this line
I never expected
her lips on mine
I never dreamed of
tongues, tangled and twisted
and I’m glad she didn’t ask
for I might have resisted Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
She slowly walked by
and made a racy comment,
while I thought
of some replies,
and then there was magic
that passed between our eyes, Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
a comet
fiery body flashing
bursting on the scene
blinding in glory
burning but a moment
in my galaxy Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
How long will you let me – Burn?
in the fire you started
with your look
with your kiss
with your touch
When will you come
and Quench
the fire in my temple?
When will you let your
love flow all over me
and give me the relief
and the release from
the aching and pain
of the fire in my heart
and the fire in my soul
that you let – burn?
When will you quench
the fire you set in me?
When will you be
will you ever be
Mine?
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
She had no fear
that I would run
she had no shame
for what she’d done
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
Sitting on a stage
in a solitary pose
like a model
with no clothes
No clothes
to hide the beauty
that we see
and the magic
that we hear
Transfixed
we cannot
look away
as we listen
to her play
The Naked Piano
stands alone
wanting You
to hear
her song
to stare
at her beauty
unafraid
to let you see
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—-THE DARK DAYS—-
By Charles Robert Lindholm
she’s beautiful to look at
her legs are long and sleek
she’s got the kind of body
that any male would seek Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
If the truth be told
I would say too much
I would tell You everything
that’s been hiding in my heart Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I love the way
that You love me
You always make it
thrilling
I crave the passion
in Your kisses Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Little Boys, oh
You don’t stand a chance
You think “You’ll be the Man”
But You ask Her to dance
You think that You’re
The Big Man
but before too long
you’ll see
it isn’t Her who’s asking
or down upon one knee Continue reading
