writings and poems of Joie Versaer Dantia

Hello, Dear Readers. If you happen upon my blog with the hopes of finding an earth-shattering poet or writer, you have come to the wrong place. I am none such person. However, I will attempt to give you a snap shot of my heart and soul, as it occasionally pours out with inkblots and scribbles. I wish to remain anonymous, as hearts and souls tend to be much more appealing without a name attached. However, if you must needs have a pen name, you may attribute these thoughts and poems to the name Joie Versaer Dantia which means "the abundant overflowing of joy and fresh air." And although, my heart (and therefore my writings) does not always reflect an abundance of joy; my soul, on the other hand, does, and will always remind my heart to breathe in as much joy and fresh air as is humanly possible.

05 February 2010

On First Kisses

I remember the first snow of winter:
A dusting on the ground and a knock at my window
Asking to come in and to show his love to me.
To kiss my cheek, my nose, my lips,
To hold me through the gloaming of moon and sun.
To admire the way I express myself.
To relax as I sing a prelude of love to him.
He came, and did, and went,
And promised to come again soon.
From the moment he went,
I could think of none else
But the gentle falling of snow,
The tap at my window,
And I wait, I wait for his return;
I wait again for ecstasy.
~Joie Versaer Dantia
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