Painted-From-Words

My EverythingComposed by Puabi You are my every thing; My sun in the morning, My moon at night. My messenger of good fortune; Now all is right. The air around us is calm and warm; The wind is low and softly blows. And, in our tight embrace, When I see your face, My heart, like a bird, takes flight. I adore you, beloved!

What Morning BringsFor Puabi The morning sun shines overhead; Its light makes my eyes open wide and wink. I sit up slowly in my bed, And the calm and stillness help me think. But in all of this, And aided by the sky above, I feel a tender, impassioned kiss; And my heart and mind are filled with love. "Good morning, beloved!"

Eyes Have Me The hours till daybreak crawl slowly by; I lie in my bed and I try to sleep. Something keeps me awake; I scarcely know why. It seems that something slowly, surely creeps. I have that feeling, long and deep, That eyes are upon me. I am cemented to where I lie; I fail to rise, although I try; Yet I still breathe and I do not die. Still, I cannot break free.

Still of Night Sitting at rest in the still of night, I heard a slow tap on my window pane; Like the persistent code of a telegraph, But with no hand to send. The tapping continued two more times, Riveting me to the pane. It began as one single tap; But slowly it increased to two, Then three. Light and faint like the rap From the branch of a tree. I opened my window to look out; But the nearest tree was meters away.

ThawFor Puabi Two degrees warmer than yesterday; The air just warm enough. I feel a thawing of both flesh and bones; A warm flow in my heart. It is love. The wintry air clears the land; The natives still lost for what to do. The woodlands know it best; They all hibernate, To wait till this chill is through. With warm love in heart, And a thaw in my skin, I await the change in my room. And providing continuing warmth is one I love.

Glacier The icy chill to the outdoor air Lingers round my room like a shroud; The sky day and night is dark so long, Filled with thick black clouds. Ideas may flow, But not so watery smooth; The chilly air forbids them to flow fast. I lie with my lover at my side, And I take a needed rest. My mind freezes over like a glacier, Or the chill cliff of Everest; Weather here may continue quite long; It puts my will to test.

The New MeaningFor Puabi This world had lost so much meaning; It was so dirty, and in need of deep cleaning. Those I once knew no longer knew me. Then I found a book; I opened it and I took a look. It taught me more than all seeming. I found a text that spoke of old times; And of names I did not know. I read the passage cautiously; And, when I was through, I saw you. Now, whenever I call your name, You give my life and my world new meaning.

Indoors, Outdoors For Puabi Outdoors, the wind coldly blows; It chills everything it touches. Indoors, a soft, tender breeze; It thrills me as it touches. Chilling streams of rain crash down, As the wind outdoors is blowing. Indoors, only sweet, warm drops streak down; A tender stream of tears flowing. A light velvety feel upon my chest; A soft whisper calling. The glow of two moist, fresh eyes shines forth; Her sweet smile reflects it.

Life is ForFor Puabi The clouds are dark; They look heavy with rain, But till now no rain pours down. I lie on my bed; Her head on my chest. We care not what goes on in the town. The words of her song*come alive, As we lie close together till night. Let the cold rain pour down; Let the streets flood, And the people run madly indoors. Heavenly peace, Warm and tender care; These are what we live for. *"Your love is my kingdom,   Your heart is my throne."

Warm Love, Cold CoffeeFor Puabi Alone in the cafe so tenderly; Enjoying the sweetness of an iced drink. Together, in our sweet serenity, As a pair of lovers is always meant to be; Only her and me. To hug and to kiss, In our eternity.