Pool of Siloam

jade eyes like yearning sound, in the playground of our delightmusic is his words, floating like bubbles that softly graze my earshivering as tender touches, and butterfly kisses, birth my tear our bodies reacting as familiar pleasure finds us, man and wifeas one flesh we soar where stars burst and moonbeams weepas the blind man […]

My Pillar

Your touch reaches toward the Aegon seaYou open the door, your heart speaks to meCreating a sensation, a quiver, your smellsMy pillar, my very breath, my blushing tellsAs I ache, as a bee for honey, a hand for a gloveYou’re the man who gave friendship and loveCome to me under the sky and sing your […]

Touch

Suddenly I am awake.Millions of black dots makea nearly dark ceiling appear solid.Staring at the tentaclesof the old southern fanlabored breaths strain for air.Our dog is old, his anguish mine. Transferring love onto my sweet boystiffness unwinding, easing under the lovemy touch brings to his aging body.In the center of my belly liesmy husband’s devoted […]

My Compass

My eyes drift to paradise where angels dwellBashfully soft notes of a flute wafting gently overOcean’s waves playing hypnotizing heart tunesRhythmic sounds changing as the small chasmOf my instrument seals with sea’s thick saltLids closing blind my nose now my compassSmells of sweat and sandalwood intoxicatingWarm touches both soothing and arousingGardenia and lavender mixes with […]

Joni Jazz II – You Are My Nectar

Lust and a Coffee Cup

Window Weeper, salty tears lost in anguish, cutting deep with painYour saddened state only aggravates your memories which are in vainAlone inside empty walls, for you, there is now nowhere else to runYou should have known that evening out with lust, was more than funYet within your rending heart and in your dreams you already […]

Pause

my heart paused todaywind took my bright scarf to seaall I saw was you Haiku by Joni 12/31/19 – Picture taken by my husband and best friend

AM Ballet

Whisking the eggs, opening drawers, the movement of feet, Along with the sounds of crinkling plastic as he opens the bread, The pampering is about to begin as this wife is about to be fed. Then sizzling comes when egg-soaked bread hits the hot pan, I cozy up to the pillows behind my head and […]

Love and Coffee

Sweet the smell of his now sunken pillow Where he lays his buzzed and weary head. Gentle sounds carefully filtered find a way Into my cozy waking moments in our bed. Sheets still warm hold imprints of touch, Along with fragments of his voice deep. Gentle footsteps in the kitchen moving, Making coffee to awake […]

My Wrath

Lips pucker and brows wrinkle as he stares.Anger burrows in deep erasing his kind features.Borne is this unsummoned yet familiar creature,From the inferno of my own unrestrained wrath.Stinging remarks racing from my impertinent gateway,Chilling his heart and granting birth to my sin and guilt. by Joni 6/19