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Ecosphere #Poetry & #Photography #DMS w/Rhianna "Kiss It Better" #Musicvideo #Premiere

3/31/2016

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PictureAn Embrace by Diana Mary Sharpton Photography




Introduction:
“Some beautiful paths can't be discovered without getting lost.”
― Erol Ozan





​Ecosphere
Wind transports these wings into an ecosphere
Filled only with you and I; laden in passion not fear
You always seem to be patiently waiting for me
But you are here in this room, as I want it to be
To a passion that’s brand new each and every day
To words that never age; habitually we rewind replay
 
I want to live in this space from now until I die
Loving you with everything I hold on to inside

Diana Mary Sharpton (c) Copyright All Rights Reserved

​I love you Sugar...

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Imprison me! #Poetry & #Photohgraphy #DMS w/Alejandro Fernandez - Quiéreme Musicvideo

3/23/2016

 
PictureThe Two Of Us by Diana Mary Sharpton




Introduction:
“As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” 
― Pablo Neruda
 
Imprison me!
Earth to sky rapidly narrows into one volatile trice,
I feel you close; thoughts touch without title or price.
My storm’s yours, bouncing between bit maps, pluses or intervals sold,
I know you; you’re the blood that pumps through my soul, warm, hot or even cold.
 
Clouds form and collide in cue as a breath’s held. Imprison me?
Hold my heart into yours and never let it free.
Touch me? With your warmth, like that of a summer sun,
And wait for me; as light disrupts the night, commencing a solidary day’s run.
 
Touch me? So I can smell life and taste the salt on your skin,
Let my fingers slowly trace your body contour; it’s hot, wet and prickling.
Oh, my love, our desire rages, a million degrees, in the center of a burning storm.
It’s your stroke, I pursue, be it forbidden or incomprehensibly formed.
 
So, tonight, look upon the stars and cast your guide,
It’s that star that leads to the north to where I reside.
 
I love your touch Sugar.... and need more :)

Perfect and Right #Poetry #Photography by #DMS w/Wilson Phillips "Next to You"

3/19/2016

 
Picture"Delicate" By Diana Mary Sharpton Photography
Introdution:
“Love can be so hauntingly beautiful, waking up past selves that have been wandering aimlessly through the corridors of our soul, for far too long. When someone else can take us from the ghost-town of our inner-selves, to exciting new landscapes, it's worth the risk, just to feel reborn.”  ~ Jaeda DeWaltuction

Perfect and Right

Soon, you’ll be around the corner, shoes echo on cobble stone,
I run to the window in anticipation, drowning in this soul,
it’s the excitement of having you so near,
my breath escapes as you’re everything to me, dear.

I've missed the touch from your fingers on my skin,
and the shivers down my spine, it brings.
The brush of your wet lips on mine,
as warmth overwhelms my body, each time.

I am addicted to your flavor and smell,
Reasons! love and desire; it’s a witches spell.
A key turns in a loud “click”; my heart skips a beat,
and I fly down the stairs to spare no moments cheat.

I craved our bodies in sweat, the whole day through,
I’ve fantasied this evening’s delights and the first thing’s we’ll do.
In seconds, your strong arms will hold me, ever so tight,
Oh Yes! My Love’s home! Now, my world’s perfect and right!

Diana Mary Sharpton © 2014 ~ All Rights Reserved

I Love you so Sugar... thought, taste, smell, touch ... everything...


Quiet Tones #Poetry & #Photography by #DMS w/Beth Hart - With You Everyday

3/6/2016

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“When you miss someone....it’s weird…your body doesn’t function normally..as it should. Because I miss you, and my heart…it’s not steady…my soul it sings numb. Fingers are cold…like you…your soul.” ― Coco J. Ginger





​Quiet Tones

It is unapologetic
I speak to you… tonight
In quiet tones
Garnished in melancholy spice
Tormented by the color blue
Knowing you’re my soul’s fuel.

I refuse to quarrel
Yet want to let you know
I miss you; so keep a tight hold
I am aching for your attention
always needing your inspiration
And liking how you fill me with laughter.

It's knowing you want to be near
So I confess to you my dear
There have been times of sadness
Questioning life and all it's madness.
​
But then I realize
There is no confusion in this heart of mine
And I don’t want anything but you and time
And I don't need to be saved; I'm fine.

So here I am
Telling you plainly
Our memories need rejuvenating
To this thing that is you and I
To us quenching this rabid thirst.

diana mary sharpton (c) copywrite 2016 all rights reserved

I need you Sugar...xxx

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