Can I Taste Your Smile...

'I want to inhale your scent

taste your skin,

embrace your being;

To watch you sleep as dawn's first kiss caresses your face

while feather like fingers of morning light slowly dance along your soon to be awakened frame.

Soft hands brush gently, glide effortlessly

seek knowingly and yet as if for the first time

innocently

I want to embrace you, consume you, light a fire beneath you

to watch you explode in the aftermath

engulfed

ravaged

enflamed.

I want to know you, your smell, your smile, your mind

I want to know your soul

to feel it, taste it, touch it, be ensnared by it

To awaken the slumbering beast and release it from its cage

arousing, exciting, all encompasing

The true embodiment of man...

the man...

one man...

you...

I want to taste your body, your mind, your spirit...you

But first....I want to taste your smile'

 

 

by Tarin Glenn-Brown

(c) 04/08/2008

The Autobiography

Can I take your picture?

Frame you in my designated shot

Can I write my name beside yours?

On the kappa ‘autograph me’ spot?

In a cursive or a bold script

Large italics or the Roman norm

On a parchment or a printed page

Dressed in darkened greys and faded yellows

Write my name right next to your name

Fully capped or not at all

With a felt tip of a fountain pen

Either one will do the job.

By: Tarin Glenn-Brown

(14/4/2009)

Picture Perfect

Bathed in gold and dark auburn hues

The gilded edge of heaven’s new dawn

Embraces the birth of light and sound

The silent sweep of sun-kissed earth

Emerges from the dark of the fading night

Exploding with rich, exotic scents

Of earth’s first breath and dawns first kiss

The day has barely just begun

And already my thoughts are filled with you.

By: Tarin Glenn-Brown

(14/4/2009)

'If You Asked Me...'

If you asked me what I liked about you the list would be innumerable:
You spark the light that contains my laughter
and lift my spirit with impeccable ease
You tease my senses beyond their inhibitions
and engage my mind in pursuit of happiness
You speak your mind as clearly as my own
echoing the inner voices of my internal sanctuary
You speak of dreams destined for reality
yet paint reality as if it were a dream
Your mind is like a continuous flow of light and sound and energy
bounding through the corridors of my battle-scarred heart
Each day you pave the way for the sunshine in my life
to glow brighter and brighter...and brighter...still brighter
You see through all the shadows and mists of my soul
left hurting...left waiting...waiting to be healed
And gently so gently you brushed away tears from its dampened cheek

If you asked me how I felt about you, words would cease to exist:
I want to spend my life with you,
Explore the possibilities of a life with you
Reach out for the reality of my life with you
I want to see your smile, hear your laugh
and know that I'm the cause
I want to feel your arms enfold me, holding me, anchoring me
secure in the knowledge that they are there for me
I want to see your mind at work; to help fit the pieces of the puzzles together
To explore the intricate networks and gateways and paradigms
that constitute your mind and know that this exploration would be welcomed
I want to build a life with you, grow old while shamelessly teasing you
Content to know that true love and happiness are not a myth but a reality that does exist
I want to love you completely, whole heartedly, unconditionally
knowing you felt the exact same way.
I want to wake up at earth's first dawn and fall asleep at life's first dusk forever always in your arms

If you asked me what I wanted at this very moment
my answer would be a smile, slow in coming but bright with intensity

If you asked me what I wanted at this very second
my answer would be the slight increase in the beating of my heart

If you asked me what I wanted...right here....right now
my answer...my only answer....would be

Only You"

By Tarin Glenn-Brown (7/4/2009)

'Shattered'

I see my future as if it were my past
Remembered fondly yet wished for expectantly
I've searched to find that special someone
Not knowing that I searched at all
Blind-sided...distracted...led astray...betrayed
Each time like the hopeful
Each time like the fallen
I've searched for happiness not realising I searched
Gave my heart to the slaughter
Never blindly...yet burnt
Bits and pieces of a battered soul struggle against the tide
of hopeless despair
While darkened shadows bathe my eyes with indistinct murmurs
flooding my mind
If only true love was a single breath away
I'd inhale it slowly...afraid to exhale."

by Tarin Glenn-Brown (7/4/2009)

For a Moment

Its only for a moment; this joy I feel inside.
It comes and it goes like drifting snow falling from the heavens
The only peace you know is the one He sends to you
Sometimes you think it hasn't come...
but its there deep down inside.
You feel you can't go on; you feel there is no hope
But don't give up...the day is near; the time is now.
Grab it and hold it close.
It's there when you need it most.

Sometimes Love

Sometimes love can be the first tiny drops
of heaven's morning dew,
Refreshing the heart and touching the soul.

Sometimes love can be the glowing lights
of earth's Northern sky,
Chasing away shadows that darken the mind.

Sometimes love can be a soft whisper
from a quiet summer breeze,
Gently wiping tears within its loving arms.

Sometimes love can be the pain of having
to let go in haste,
Dreams and hopes from a once youthful age.

Sometimes love can be the opening
of the windows to the soul.


by: Tarin Glenn-Brown (10/5/1999)

The Way You Do...

I love the way your lips sing the melody of love so sweet
Caressing my mind with the rhythm of your soul

I love the way your heart leaps into my arms inviting my warmth,
Encouraging my rhyme

I love the way you move me with emotions so deftly applied to seamless
Cracks in the dark recesses of my soul…healing me…embracing me…
Loving me

I love the way your body hums in time with the music of forever…
Forever yours…forever mine…forever…

I love the kiss of your smile, the scent of your soul, the warmth of your mind
I love the promise of your touch, the skill of your desire, the thrust of your truth

I love the way you love me the way I love you the way we love
I love the inner you, the outer you, the whole you

I love the way you sear my soul with the softest brush of your endearing heart
I love the way you move me, embrace me…encourage me…love me

I love the way you do…me…mind…soul….body…me

By: Tarin Glenn-Brown

Hmmmm

By: Tarin Glenn-Brown

I’m lying in a hammock with my eyes closed. I’m smiling. I can hear the sound of the waves breaking on the shore not too far away. I can almost feel it in my bones; the belly rumbling hush of the water rushing towards the beach...the momentum building as if it wanted to climb on top of the sand and keep going; instead...it hits the shore…breaks apart...and pulls away again. Kinda reminded me of the feeling I got when the plane made that final lunge into the air and soared. What a rush!!

I sigh and hug myself a little tighter; chilly. The hammock creaks. Inhaling slowly, I open my eyes to look up at the stars. I watch the clouds caress the moon and smile as it’s corners crease to form a beguiling smile. A cricket starts to sing nearby and the wind picks up its translucent skirts to dance amid the swaying fronds of palm and coconut trees. Its fingers gently tickle the plants around my haven and softly glides across my white cotton summer dress, leaving tiny ripples in its wake, all the while quietly whistling an age old song I hadn’t heard in years. And then...it all fades... becoming the muted whisper of a night slowly coming alive.

I inhale again; a new scent that makes me smile even more. The hammock creaks again; sinks lower. Delicious warmth against my back and then slowly it enfolds me. I turn...inhale again...smile...open my eyes...and lift my hand to slowly caress the face of my beloved.

Where Words Fail...

I'm consumed with thoughts of you
Dreams still to reach
Hope undefiled

To love as richly, as clearly, as passionately as easily as breathing
...Is to breathe you

My mind is consumed with thoughts of you
Moments caught in midstream...mid-dream...slowed scenes

Snapshots past and present
Reflect your future...my future...our future

My heart is consumed with thoughts of you
Racing...drowning..buried in you

To love and to cherish
To have and to hold
To be with you...in you...around you
Be enriched by you
That is my solemn vow

Consumed with thoughts of you
I dream with eyes wide open and arms wrapped tight around the essence that is you

Waiting...longing...waiting...

Dreaming of you...

By:
Tarin Glenn-Brown

Summer Time (2010)

You're like a long cool glass of apple berry punch bathed in an ice cold batch of crystal clear ice.

Slivers of moisture drip slowly down the sides chasing the heat of the blistering summer breeze.

Bursting with flavor; each sip a taste of crisp cool air, I savor each moment of satisfied indulgence.

By:
Tarin Glenn-Brown

But for Grace...

Emotions laid bare under a scorching midday sun
Can melt like hot wax over holy brass.

To reach inside its glowing centre
And grasp the hilt of raging flame,
Would ingite a passion so fierce and brilliant,
Its very coldness would leave one's soul branded for life.

Words spilling forth like poisonous vipers
Can slice through the pretense of every day normalities,
Exposing the gaping hole that is its soul's centre.

Maybe.

But...for just that moment in suspended time,
Reality's face is boldly crystal clear.

Emotions...

Burning...

Unresolved...
Are trapped beneath a gaping hole of silence and denial.

And yet, to spew its venom upward and outward could release it from its self-imposed prison.

Possibly.

But to give it this freedom might cost it the very thing it tries to protect...

Self.

Emotions laid bare under the scorching midday sun
Can swallow you whole...
Burn you clean through...
Consume your being...
And drain your existence into nothingness...

BUT...for Grace.


By: Tarin Glenn-Brown

April 5, 2011 (c)

DeJa Vu

Yesterday I stood at the edge of forgetfulness;
My life, an unwritten story, about to be unravelled.

Yesterday the clouds played hide and seek with my sun;
More hide than seek...more dark then light.

Yesterday I felt my heart splinter and my soul begin to crumble

Yesterday the edges of sanity brushed intimately with insanity,
and pleaded the fifth in my inner court.

Yesterday the rains were dark and gloomy,
devoid of life and laughter.

Yesterday - I died.

Today - I'm reborn

Today I stood at the precipice of remembrance.
My life, an untold story, waiting to be revealed.

Today my sun beat back life's darkening clouds.
Bringing life, and light and sound.

Today I felt my heart replenished and my soul begin to heal

Today the wide plain of sanity pushed insanity to the far recesses of my mind.

Today the rains are light and glorious.
Renewing, refreshing; filled with laughter.

Today I remembered that TODAY.....I came alive.


by Tarin Glenn-Brown
August 14, 2008 (c)

My Beloved

I miss the sound of my beloved's voice.
Its warm undertones send sensual shivers down my spine
My lips curve of their own accord
as my mind replays every nuance and tone

I miss the sound of my beloveds voice.
His love pulsates through each syllable and intonation
and when he says 'hey baby'...mmmm...makes my insides twist
and my toes curl.

I miss the sound of my beloveds voice.
Each word a song unto its own
each lilt of his voice, a sweet melody to my spirit.

I miss the sound of my beloveds voice.
Its rich, creamy textures so fresh with promise and intensity
My body sings, my heart skips a beat
I feel it touch my soul.

I miss the sound of my beloveds voice.
The mischief rings out so loud and true
Its playful nature; its potent strength,
wreaks havoc on my sensibilities.

I miss the sound of my beloveds voice.
His smile so clear and bright.
It seduces me from my mind to my soul;
Dark as chocolate and just as sweet.

I miss the sound of my beloveds voice.

by Tarin Glenn-Brown
August 22, 2008 (c)

Confessions

I hurt myself
   to forget you

I despaired in my being
   to erase your memory

I sat in the darkest corners of my soul
    and watched the shadows
       of light flit carelessly through
          the holes

I buried my emotions
   to forget the pain

I sank to the depths of despair
    to erase the shame
        the shame of loving
           loving in silence

I cradled my heart
   its cracks protecting
               preventing the sheer fall
        from hand to floor

I shackled my tears
                              and ceased to exist
   while fighting to restore my ground

I gave myself
    to feel again
and lost myself instead.

I shut down my emotions
      on the ride to destruction
and awoke to the danger in sight

I inhaled
          exhaled
    blinked
           twice
and stepped off the one way track to hell
...
...
...
I bear the scars
      that tell the tale

I hold the memories
                             that soon will fade...


by Tarin Glenn-Brown
(c) 2007

Beginnings

Life's shadows stroke tantalizing lines
of past and present

Each brush a reminder...a memory...
a song caught in transition

Two lives intertwined...connected...
apart

Drawn in abstract art as a single act of love
above all else

Shadows dance amidst the curtains of a shared past
Delving into the peculiarities...the similarities...
the varieties

While it looks into the present; thoughtful provocation
its friendly companion

Holiday treats...New Years wishes...stolen kisses
under mistletoe dreams

Beginnings wrapped in tomorrow,
Secured by a past...
Enriched by a present....
Renewed by a future...
Beginning


by Tarin Glenn-Brown
November 17, 2008 (c)