escape

how long

have you

been locked in

the dark tower

when the old doors

perchance unbolted.

carefully pushing it open

the winds of freedom has

given you the courage for exit

and escape. step by step bring

your decent closer to the freedom of

the masters tower keep and torments.

Sharing this time together

you have broken down my wall

I melt in your arms and feel

your hot breath on my neck

You know not what you have done

for now I want more, much more

My bed has been empty

for longer than  I know

You to lay there next to me

your naked flesh warming my heart

Your pulse throbbing within me

and my soul submits to your lust

This time we share together

gives me an erotic thrill

A closeness as we are one

take me and I want it to be so

Sharing this time together

I am an elf

brown as an autumn leaf
I hide in the forest
I protect the elfin secrets
I can fight like a warrior
I can live forever
I am an elf

Amera

Regret

eighteenth century
my mother taken away
never to return
it taught me great endurance
I wish I had a mother

Tanka Style

Waterfall

We love the
...Ambiance of
.......The waterfall
............Every time we
...............Run by the
...................Falls we
.....................Ask if the
.........................Luster is
.............................Love

Amera

A firefly dances in the
moons light, reflecting
emerald waters, whispering
relentlessly to winds soft caress
amid sweet fields of lavender.

by: Silver Wynd

A good friend wrote this for me.

The Counsel Oak

For hundreds of years this tree has stood

And now I stand

under this wise old tree

The Seminole Chiefs ruled as they could

under this wise old tree

If its branches could talk, the stories we’d hear

Of days long past

under this wise old tree

A proud Seminole nation, its laws passed here

under this wise old tree

From weddings to wars all was decided

under this wise old tree

Never disputed the elders presided

under this wise old tree

Now times have changed the nation is stronger

under this wise old tree

The shade of its branches are needed no longer

 under this wise old tree

Hotels and casinos harbor a crowd

because of this wise old tree

A nation has prospered, its people proud

because of this wise old tree

                                 by: Amera Eileithyia

How many nights had she walked the street
Hard cruel concrete would torture her feet
The dark dingy street by the Lamoure Hotel
The stagnant breeze with cheep perfume smell

All to oft had her thoughts been obscured
from the wrenching hunger she had endured
Unfaithful husbands, sailors and worse
One last dollar left in her purse

To fend for a child she worked by night
In service of men she would rather fight
In the Lamoure Hotel, her clothes in a pile
They lay on her belly for more than a while

So next time you think that she is a bother
Just because you don’t know your father
For the love of you she endured hell
Flat on her back in the Lamoure Hotel

Just consider infinity
Created by a divinity
The thought is very clever
No one can prove forever

But I love you till the end of time
Where is infinity in this rhyme?
If my love for you is boundless
Then end of time is groundless

So how is our love measured?
Is it worthy to be treasured?
If in eterninty our love is spent
Forever has a sweeter scent

If we keep it till the end
How can it never end?