making love – Saturday Soul with Sandy Hibbard

Awake, Alive

Sandy Hibbard — Sat, 29 Apr 2017 14:16:15 +0000

I woke up smelling your hair this morning

My fingers were tangled

In your long tussled locks

The scent of Lavender

And heat of your remembered breath

Consume my senses

Can we do it again?

A Moment of Eternity

Sandy Hibbard — Fri, 25 Nov 2016 14:27:05 +0000

Remember when you first fell in love? The many times you fell in love? Remember how in the beginning every moment was magic and you wished it would never end? In the midst of your love affair the responsibilities of daily living and other people and problems start to creep in (and they always do). Life continues and you have to deal with the circumstances you are in and the humanity of the people involved. I remember writing this during one of those times when I knew that eventually the reality of a situation would overtake the magic of the passion. As I have grown in life and love, I have realized that keeping that moment of eternity takes a determined focus from both parties, a commitment to loving and keeping the blaze of passion ignited – no matter what – requiring a focus on each other – giving, loving, caring, paying attention. It is not an easy thing, and no matter how hard we try, still, sometimes, it doesn’t work out. But I am convinced that those beautiful moments are to cherish and for our hearts tender keeping, and sometimes, they will last forever!
Love and HUGS!
Sandy

A Moment of Eternity
I don’t want the world to crush down on us
I want to stay in this moment
with you
covered in your kisses
lost
in the rapture of our love
If it lasts a day
a week
an hour
I will cherish it
like it were an eternity
I will hold each memory
fresh in my mind
trembling
with every tingled rush of my body
remembering
every tender, passionate word spoken
every uttered sigh. . .

© Sandy Hibbard

Love, Lace, and Fragile Things

Sandy Hibbard — Tue, 29 Oct 2013 13:26:49 +0000

Love, Lace, and Fragile Things

Bare my back to the wind
black, chilly
cold and haunting
tears taunting
not good enough to keep
not long enough to sleep
keep me in your glance
taken in the chance
of loving you
fragile lace
in your embrace
our future pace
questioned
ribbons tied to keep me down
a tender touch to heal your frown
silken kisses
covering your face
mine is a stranger’s fate
cold then hot
to love or not…