By Roland E. Williams
From far this contraption has flown you and your emptiness
You exit to streets so new, yet they are the same old ones
The faces that had grown pale in your mind by your absence
Are once more defining their colors as they warm your heart
Now you recognize faces and places and lost kinships
Greetings multiply, leaving you with an abundant smile
Your emptiness fades, making way for this new sensation
That you are home again, at last
By Roland E. Williams
We were in the spring of our love, and ever so happy
The flames of our lust enveloped us still in ecstasy
Your smiles never failed to bring joy to my days, and my nights
Our deep love brought us each day to greater, and newer, heights
We were rebels who had been freed from life’s wicked bondage
Each with grand promises to never return to that cage
Except one created by the purest love, true and real
A commitment both of us were all too eager to seal
Then came life and, so too, worldly matters and daily hum
Against which even our love could do nothing but succumb
Our love no longer enslaved us, for it was unable
And you left; it was the first I had seen snow in April
By Roland E. Williams
You stand before me, perfectly calm
Your eyes interlocked with mine
The gentlest smile embraces your lips
As I sit in awesome adoration
Your body completes my happiness
After hearing your beatific voice
And witnessing your suave elegance
Followed by the touch of your skin
As breathless an appearance you are
It is you who has given me breath
Borne to the promise of all this
Is this delightful dream I have of you
