Diana

She suddenly appeared

all soft and tender,

a touch of alluring

a wee bit slender.

She was at our table

with a twinkle and a smile,

something about her

breaching my minds’ file.

Everything in her eyes

said she liked what she saw,

giving me thoughts

some against moral law.

So caught off guard

with heart aflutter,

afraid to speak

for fear of a stutter.

Who asked who

I just can’t recall,

I think it was me

but time did stall.

There we were on

the floor for a dance,

she came into my arms

I entered a trance.

Safe within my arms

and fitting so well,

once again I was living

escaping my own hell.

She felt just right

so soft and sweet,

we moved on the floor

me with two left feet.

My hand in the small

of her femine back,

the scent of her hair

I slid off the track.

She reached up

and stroked my beard,

I melted at her touch

feeling anything but weird.

Then it happened she

looked up head to the side,

I saw those moist lips

where I wanted to reside.

I held my breath

afraid of scaring her away,

I leaned down with caution

and wanted to stay.

They felt so soft

tender and living,

breathing full of life

with a potential of giving.

A feeling of panic

wanting to rush to the door,

my body betraying me

to lower her to the floor.

It had been so long

feeling the closeness of a lady,

with no dark thoughts

feeling anything but shady.

Those lips were haunting

reaching into my soul,

a magic of their own

filling a dark hole.

My mind went crazy

screaming I want more,

they melded with mine

as my spirit did soar.

Again and again

we kissed each other,

full gentle and loving

in the open without cover.

Gary R. Cramer

July 24, 2015

Elizabeth Jean

Alone I’ve been

for so many years,

playing life’s solitaire

with all it’s fears.

Now out of nowhere

suddenly you’re here,

can this be happiness

approaching so near.

Our short time together

has given such joy,

we’re as two children

sharing a new toy.

When we’re apart

I feel a great loss,

like a tree without sun

growing cold damp moss.

You light up my future

and grow flowers from my past,

without you time is dead

when you’re near it moves too fast.

A paradox of emotions

each flowing with the tides,

never knowing which is ruling

which one you will ride.

Give me your trust

and reach out your hand,

I’ll give you my all

and attempt your every demand.

Gary R. Cramer

June 11, 1981

Alone Again

A simple fact…

it surely must be,

so very alone

the reason not to see.

For thirty-four years

living in mute isolation,

seeking out love

with little consolation.

An eighty proof Father

who left without a trace,

at the age of Eleven

dim visions of his face.

A half brother in title

we were empty in feeling,

early out starting his family

but never sharing his dealings.

Just my Mother and I

we were left alone,

her heart ever so big

yet love wasn’t shown.

Oh there were movies

and always the gifts,

but never the warmth

those close personal lifts.

At last I’m married

it’s nearly two years

and oddly enough

I’m still alone with my fears.

A wife so wonderful

yet sensitive and frail,

she’s caring and giving

her spirit loves to sail.

With a love that was true

I made her my wife,

now lost if life’s maze

so little love in our life.

Not as a ship

together mast and sail,

but a project apart

as a hammer and a nail.

What we had was beautiful

both strong and stout,

now again loneliness

with hurt filled doubt.

Her daughter and I

had a chance in the start,

with the coming of her teens

we’ve grown worlds apart.

As father and daughter

I fear I’m third… too late,

from hopes that flourished

now a depressing state.

The answers not simple

I’m not a bad man

still the solution not coming

what loneliness can one stand.

Gary R. Cramer

April 28, 1983