ZVONKA TONI LOVRIC

Zvonka 

Toni Lovric

THE MASTER OF ART

Let me be

your canvas

As you breathe

New Life into me

As I come alive

Surrendering

To your Will

And Your purpose

For me

With every brush stroke

You apply tenderly

Your pure love

Your passion

That you mold

Creating me carefuly

The Master of Art

Intertwined and mixed

With brilliant colours

Reflecting

From heavens up above

You restore my heart

Into new formation

Pulsating

And pumping

New love

New life

New hope

Whilst

Painting my eyes

The windows to my soul

You can see the reflection

Of God's glory

Outlining my face

As you paint

A beautiful

Divine creation

Every smear

Every layer

Shows the history

Of my past

The hurtful scars fading

Whilst you

Apply and dab

A hue

Or crimson red

The burning passion

Of my soul

Sunshine and joy

With yellow and gold

indigo and ceruleum blues

That captures your

heavens  delights

A symphony

Of colours

As they melodiously

Dance in to life

Ignite my flame

With in the canvas

A new life

A new beginning

A creation

Designed

Inspired

With pure love

with a divine hand

A master of design

Invoking inspiration

Releasing

Replenishing

Realms in my mind

A surge

Of new creativity

And ispiration

As you paint my Lord

The essence

Of my being

And seal

It in our divine union

A potrait a face

A reflection

Of the beautiful

Soul created

By You my Lord

the Master of Creation

Father of all eternity

MAKING A SPLASH

She made a splash

as she dived

in to the clear cool water

It felt like smooth soft velvet

caressing her sunkissed skin

So smooth and soft

Whilst she glided

through the waves

Making small ripples

Each stroke

Pushing against the force

Gliding along

Feeling the power

from her kicks

Her heart was happiest

When in the water

The silence

Calmed and settled her mind

Refreshing crystal blue

soothingly supporting

Her body

Crisp amd invigerating

Wrapping around her

Absorbing

Into her hot skin

Swiftly and elegantly

moving effortlessly

Gliding through each stroke

She had caught the attention

Of the other swimmer

in the next lane

Chizelled and muscular

Strong and oh yes

So so handsome

Pulse racing

Heart throbbing

Shaking her head

To focus

on the next breath

As she finished her laps

Slipped out

Turned around

And caught his stare

The wet bathers

Clinging tightly

Conturing her

Accentuated

Curves

As he watched

the last few

Water droplets

dripping

Travelling

Along the valley

Of her ripe

Heaving breasts

" close your mouth

prince charming...!"

Oh yes that

Bedazzling smile

It made her heart skip

Everytime

It kept her going

For the rest of the day

They were

Each other's incentive

To swim faster

To swim better

His wink

Said it all

She flicked her

Long wet hair

she turned away

Leaving him

Watch her

Swing her hips

Feeling pleased

Knowing the spark

Was still there

They both felt it

They both knew it

But somethings

Are just not ment

To be said

Somethings

Are just not ment

To be explored

As she went back

To her reality.......

But for a moment

They both enjoyed their

"Special thing"

Until next the time...!

They both knew

Where

they drew the line.............!

THEY FED EACH OTHER'S NEEDS

She was his sweetness

He was ferocious

She was delicate

And vulnerable

He was bold and courageous

She was cornered

He was standing by her side

She was hurting

He took care of her

With pride

She was his

Peaches and cream

He was her confidant

She was his majesty

He was king of the jungle

Two different worlds

Two different minds

Yet he gave her

What she needed

She melted his heart

Whilst hers was broken

By those whom

She held most dear

He stood guard by her side

He kept away her fear

Was it destiny

Or was it his desire

They were connected

In some strange way

What she lacked

He gave

What he wanted

She had

a connection

A mutual understanding

He watched her back

She gave him inspiration

He gave her attention

She gave him

Her imagination

Her creative soul

As they lived in this world

Where liones roared

And broken hearts mended

And once again soared

ANGEL BELL

(c) 2016