By Charles Robert Lindholm
Trace me with your fingers
From my head down to my toes
From the mountains to the valley
Let your fingertips disclose
My limbs and all my branches
And the curving of my nose
Let me feel your gentle strokes
Marking out my pose Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I’ve always been
addicted to sugar
to sweets
and now You
Your lips
are sweet
like candy kisses Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I’m jealous of the words I write
knowing they’ll be touching you
deep in your heart, while we’re apart
and I’m alone in the night without you Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Chocolate
if you’ve never had it
you never miss it
but once you’ve had it
you miss it
you are chocolate to me
and I miss it Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I’ve always been
addicted to sugar
to sweets
and now You
Your lips
are sweet
like candy kisses Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I’m jealous of the words I write
knowing they’ll be touching you
deep in your heart, while we’re apart
and I’m alone in the night without you Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I Wait For Her
In The Backside Of The Night
At The Place We Always Meet,
My Old Desk,
Where I Always Go To Write Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Am I just summer to your heart?
not enough to fill your life
but only just a part
The warm and fun and carefree me
in sunshine and sunsets, on the beach
spending time together
but only for awhile Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
my last breath
before dying
will bring
all of your memories Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
thoughts of you
go through my mind
like a hot knife
through butter Continue reading
The Reluctant Poet 