Rapture - a Tanka poem

Rapture

Yearning eyes connect

Scent of clover permeates

Both breathe in deeply

Swallowtails flutter within

Exhaling through kissed lips - Lust

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa

© 2010. All Rights Reserved.

The Air of Love - a Tanka poem

The Air of Love

New love in my view…

Lips drip stardust as they kiss

Their essence released

I breathed them in and wrote down

Love – Together Forever

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa

© 2010. All Rights Reserved.

Choices

Choices

INSECURITY chose me
My turn
I chose you
Trust is essential
– I can only control me
IMPATIENCE chose me
My turn
I chose you
Because there is a time
for every matter under Heaven
TEMPTATION chose me
My turn
I chose you
For your value exceeds
the selfish need of the deed
VENGEANCE chose me
My turn
I chose you
For I know that an eye for an eye
would make the whole world blind
ANGER chose me
My turn
I chose you
Because anger is one
letter short of – danger
HATE chose me
My turn
I chose you
For God is love and where hate resides
Jesus can only knock on the door
SELFISHNESS chose me
My turn
I chose you
For I know that vanity
is a deadly sin – for a reason
GAME chose me
My turn
I chose you
Knowing a Queen is the most
powerful piece on the board
– but she can be taken
LOVE chose me
My turn
I chose love-in youLovin you…
I choose you in everyway
I choose you everyday
I choose you as I pray
My love is here to stay
Always and in all-ways
I
Choose
You
Infinity…Your turn

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa

© 2009. All Rights Reserved.

Soul Thief

Soul Thief

The moment has arrived
I know this for the pulse between my thighs rings as if an alarm
I am ablaze within
His touch coupled with his dancing tongue is a lust accelerant
His finger tips are guided heat-seeking missiles setting off landmines of bliss on spots where he alone is commander in chief
His scent is an intoxicating breeze emitted from Heaven’s

ebony male honeysuckle tree
He utters my name in a surround sound reverberating whisper invoking ecstasy

I am now in water
Can I survive or will I drown?
I am shackled within his passion and he has swallowed the key
Freedom has deserted me and left me stranded on the

isle of his bed
I refuse to S.O.S.
Mine eyes are a window to my yearning soul and I have no curtains to shield out the piercing sunshine of his gaze
For his gaze is a soul thief
I am beautifully violated by the mixture of our steaming sweat
His hard within my soft
His rough against my smooth
My yin intertwined in his yang
Our fusion is eternal
Immortal love is welcomed in by our duet of moans
Shall we sing forever, my love?

The audience within my body screams loudly, Encore, Encore!

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2007. All Rights Reserved.

God's Gift

God’s Gift

This Jones I’ve got for you is the sweetest taboo
Like Sade, you’ve given me this bliss via your honey-laced kiss
I desire more of your love’s essence, more of this lift…
More euphoric elevation from your love spliff
I toke till I choke and can’t breathe
I am too weak to speak,
To utter for release from your passion-filled treat
I am forever conquered by your love’s sweet defeat
I revere you like a Queen at her Pharaoh’s feet
My fertile soil you implant and bless when inside your passionate caress
The glare from your stare keeps me there spellbound inside your care
Those eyes keep me mesmerized as I romanticize and realize
that the Father heard my cries
and answered in giving me you

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2008. All Rights Reserved.

An Ode to Neo (The One)

An Ode to Neo (The One)

Last night while staring into the windows of his soul
I saw golden flecks of love and affection sparkle in Morse code
Serenading me in psalms of ardent adoration with hypnotic prisms
Surging an electric current of ecstasy, escalating my heart’s rhythm
In awe, I stood on the insides of his heavenly embrace
Admiring the strength of his Atlas physique, and the grace in his Adonis face
Comparing the external view of his deep-set eyes to amber faceted jewels
And the brilliance within to a kaleidoscope of Autumn tree leaf hues
My mood was soothed and subdued as I ahhed and oohed
at the view of this mind-blowing romantic interlude
I watched with zeal as his love then exploded and splashed
onto the inner recesses of my passion-filled core
Creating an amorous environment for my mind, body and soul’s desire to revel and soar
In searching the depths of my heart chakra, I’d finally found a synergetic mate
Last night when love revealed in the eyes of Neo – my soul’s consummate

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2008. All Rights Reserved.

Love's Rollercoaster

Love’s Rollercoaster

I sit here and pluck the luck of a rose
In hopes that it will tell me if he loves me yes or not I suppose
I seek our horoscopes to cope with the anxiety residing inside of me
The presence of love has me looking forth and back dually like Janus, the deity
I asked the crystal ball,
“Should I let him in and give him power over my will?”
I want to love him deeply but I’m too scared to feel
For the sting of love is lasting as it pierces the heart’s core
Memories of its bittersweet touch are tattooed upon my soul’s ceiling and floor
So I shake the magic 8 ball and ask,
“Am I strong enough to endure more?”
It responds, “Sure”
Little comfort this answer provides to the growing fear inside
Remembering…
At its birth, love brings sunlit smiles and fluttering butterflies
And in its death, a monsoon of disheartened tears scornfully cried
Tell me palm reader,
“Should I continue to guard my heart?
Should I enter this amusement park in the dark and embark?”
Love’s Rollercoaster has an unpredictable ride
So there is genuine reluctance for me to once again get inside
Tell me, should I trust the “I would never hurt you” sincerity in his eyes?
How can I be sure his truths are not lies fraudulently disguised?
She replied,
“To acquire love, one must risk the prize of their heart each and every time;
There must be no war, but agreement, betwixt your soul, body and mind;
With love, you must not fear, but trust and believe”
Her words I received –
She asked “Is he not the man with whom you want to be?”
I replied, “yes indeed”
When I look into his eyes, I am curious to try with this one I esteem
He enraptures my soul, arouses my body and speaks my heart’s language with ease
So I went to him and placed in his palm the key to my heart and asked that he follow me
We entered the coaster and took our seat front row center
And raised our arms as the motor revved and together allowed love to enter

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2008. All Rights Reserved.

FEARful LOVE

FEARful LOVE

I want to love you LOVE…I really do

I’ve heard so many good things about you
I heard from GLOOM and SO-BLUE
they raved about the power you exude,
the wonder of you…
How you made them smile just by being you
I heard it from TRUTH’s girl
that you knocked HATE out
in front of the WORLD
And everybody say
he’s like Debo
around their way
Well, that is what they say
I am so impressed
how you uniquely bless
How you hooked up HOPE with BROKEN-HEART
How that gave him a brand new start
And now they’re moving up the street
into the House of LOVE
I want to love you so much
In fact,
You’re all I’m thinking of
Ask your sisters JOY and GLADNESS
Everybody wants you – You’re the baddest!

You are LOVE

And, I want to love you LOVE…I really do
I want to be with you, and only you
Blind and all,
You are beautifully euphoric and pristine
And you can introduce me to PEACE,
CONFIDENCE and SELF-ESTEEM
I heard they’re in the company you keep
Which makes me think
About a rumor going around in the streets
That you sometimes chill with HURT and PAIN
My best chick INTUITION told me I may need to refrain
Cuz its known that they and their team can be real shady
Which you can see makes me reluctant in being your lady
So I hope this isn’t true
For I only want to be with you
The world renowned LOVE
Who has the power to brighten
or darken days
Many curious ways
The one who makes my heartbeat unstable on cue
Oh, the wonder of what you can do
I want to love you LOVE…I really do –

But I am FEAR…

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2008. All Rights Reserved.

In-Love's Departure

In-Love’s Departure

Today, I in-loved someone who didn’t in-love me back…
For years, I’d read him and became fluent in Love-Braille
But at this moment, with clay-smeared eyes

I washed in the pool of Siloam
And I saw it today –
As reality meteors rained and crashed from the sky around me
My matrixal globe cracked down the center of my rupturing heart
This world of in-love had finally succumb to the

elements of his deceitful eyes
and the fragrant stench of his selfish lustful soul
I will always remember today…
This hour, this minute, this second - the very moment

I stopped in-loving him

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2008. All Rights Reserved.

REMINISCENCE Jazz No. 9

I’m yearning right now for your forbidden fruit
That (¯ooh.dotsee.doo¯) sweetest taboo
We in a good mood,
Chillin’
just me and my dude
kissing and rubbing,
stroking and sucking
Honeymoon high lovin’
We wildin’ and buggin’
Doing one of your two favorite things
passionately fucking or
Making love to me
(¯twee-dot-dee-dot-daa.daa.daa¯)

Remember that?
(¯twee-dot-dee-dot-dee.ee.ee¯)

Huh baby?

You remember that –
(¯Baadaah.bah.bah.baaaa.bop¯)

Cuz I do…

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2007. All Rights Reserved.

THAT FEELING

I wasn't looking for Him amongst the crowd
But once I saw Him –
I couldn't take my eyes off of Him
And I got that feeling…
You know that feeling?
That vibrates a kinetic pulse along your nerve endings inserting Love
into all 5 doors of your senses
As we greeted,
Our eye contact was new, yet old, and familiar
Our handshake and overly-extended gaze confirmed our connection was mutually felt
As we mingled,
I could smell his lightly seductive scent
Like a wafting fragrant candle in the distance inviting me into its harmony
It enveloped me,
Like a cooling gentle breeze
I couldn't see it but I knew it was there
His voice was beating a jazzy drum solo upon my eardrums,
and I grooved to his intellectual beat
My mind's eye was intimately intrigued with Him, trusting and relaxed
I was attentive,
Like a student to a teacher who's lecturing a favorite subject
His physical form was eye candy sweet arousing my taste buds and awakening my salivary glands
Butterflies arose and fluttered in unison as he sat down beside me
His unintentional brush against my thigh transmitted a magnetic pull into my body that caused rapid fluctuations in my heart rhythm unbeknownst to me before
Pneumatic chemistry was emitted by our reciprocal flirtatious body language
At that moment,
All I knew of this stranger was his name
Yet I felt naturally comfortable treading in on unfamiliar territory
For that "still small voice" whispered and told me that Love could be found within Him
His presence made me aware that "this feeling" is not a given with all I encounter
We were meant…
Whether for a reason, a season or a lifetime
We were pre-written into each other's journeys by the Divine Author before we took our first step along the path
I was getting that limited edition supernatural feeling…
That yang to my yin balanced feeling
That forever and a decade in His presence special feelingThere it goes again...
Ooh, he just smiled at me exposing those dimples that aredeep enough to immerse all my "What if?" fears of the unknown in
Ooooooh yesI feel real good about this one
And I like this feeling…
And he –
He gives me that feeling


Suggested read:
1 John 4:7-16

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa

© 2007. All Rights Reserved.

SWEET LOVE SONG

The moment has arrived
I know this for the pulse between my thighs rings as if an alarm
I am ablaze within

His touch coupled with his dancing tongue is a fuel accelerant
His finger tips are guided heat-seeking missiles setting off landmines of bliss on spots where he alone is sovereign
His scent is an intoxicating breeze emitted from Heaven’s ebony male honeysuckle tree
He utters my name in a surround sound reverberating whisper
Ecstasy - I am now in water

Can I survive or will I drown?

I am shackled within his passion and he has swallowed the key
Freedom has deserted me and left me stranded on the isle of his bed

I refuse to S.O.S.

Mine eyes are a window to my yearning soul and I have no curtains to shield out the piercing sunshine of his gaze
For his gaze is a soul thief
I am beautifully violated by the mixture of our steaming sweat
His hard within my soft
His rough against my smooth
My yin intertwined in his yang

Our adhesive is eternal

Immortal love is welcomed in by our duet of moans
Shall we sing forever, my love?The audience within my body screams loudly, Encore, Encore!

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2007. All Rights Reserved.

MIND + BODY + SOUL = LOVE

When you ask me to love you
You ask me to open up a flood gate of emotion
An ocean of remembrance of ill past deeds done unto me

When you ask me
You ask me to trust you and to believe that hurt will never again tear through my flesh with its razor-like talons seeking to devour my trembling soul

You say you come to make me whole
To heal,
and to edify my being

Unseeing
You ask me to do this blindly
To put it all behind me and you in the front

This is what I want
For me to love and for you to love me
but the fear of the unknown is all encompassing

When you ask me to love you
You ask me to ignore my intuition,
cancel my suspicion,
and disable my inhibitions

Listen
To what it is that you are truly asking of me

You ask me to love infinity
So, I in turn consult the trinity – they that give power to love

My MIND, my BODY, and my SOUL

Now my soul, she calls you mate and simply adores you
My body says “he’s so sexy and has potential, let’s pursue”
But my mind, she’s a sharp one and weary on taking chances on this unstable entity called love

But all of the above have to agree
In order for me To be free - to LOVE

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa

© 2007. All Rights Reserved.

THIS WAY

I wish that it didn’t have to end this way
But I wished for it to cease
I wish that I didn’t have to see that look upon his face
A mixture of heartbreak and defeat
Bittersweet
This moment is for me
I’m relieved that it is finally over
Although I have no joy

I love him – but “in love” I am not
So this journey had to stop
Our priceless time spent now wasted in the wind
Because neither one of us wanted to say goodbye
To work it out we tried, in hindsight it was not God’s will
If so, we’d be together still

The thrill of love came and went as if in a rush
I must – be faithful and be content that it was meant
I’ve lost a potential life mate but hopefully retained a friend
Again I wish that it didn’t have to end – this way

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2007. All Rights Reserved.

THE L WORD

Damn this Brutha got me gone
Like something I’ve never known
I’m stoned!
That’s right; I’m high just off the entrance of his image in my mind
Divine – this man is SO
I don’t know – can’t put it all to words
It’s absurd, because I know him – but I don’t
Fear of the unknown tells me to abandon this – but I won’t
Because this passion endures, it is immortal and intertwined with my soul
Imprisoned – I am, and it is my warden
Refusing to release me until my will to fight the feeling is broken

As our new beginning unfolds, I’ll know then and only then if his heart for me is true
No need to question my own intentions because I want to be his everything
even if he says “I want to be nothing with you”

I feel out of control and I struggle to maintain my composure
As the vision of our lovemaking plays out it my mind – over, and over, and over
It is my favorite film with him as the leading man and I as the best supporting actress
A classic
Our performance together is a force to be reckoned with
A seamless entity we become where I don’t know where he stops and I begin

Incredible is what he is to me
Irreplaceable to him is what I aspire to be

I am consumed with the four-letter L-word
It is alive within me, ablaze, complex, and robust But the question I ponder at this very moment is “What am I actually feeling for this man – is it Love or is it Lust?”

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2007. All Rights Reserved.