Timeless Love

Love beckon us alone on the sand
Our kisses are wild in no mans land
We dance on the beach in the twilight
Making love on the shore through the night

Our hearts pounded like heavens rain
Our dreams are made free of any pain
A timeless beauty was our only gain
Loving each moment in a private domain

We found a beauty in loving each day
Sending signals in our very own way
Our love was a passion of pure bliss
In our hearts there was nothing missed

The ocean lies silent to become so still
A loving captures our destiny a love to steal
Webbing ourselves into each others arms
The calm ocean so lifeless is our charm

By Johanna Fields

A Whisper

There’s a whisper in the crystal white sand,
as it sifts through the palms of the hand.
A starfish light glowed in the dark of night,
will cast the moon beam, in the ray of light.
Cry’s of white caps, as they clapped forward,
a sunset makes a perfect landing, downward.
A moment, sets a spell of peace, beyond the sea,
in a wonderful sight, once in a lifetime to see.
(c)Johanna Fields

Gods Lamb of the Fields

Romantic Kiss

There is a melody in the gentle breeze that
Night floating off in the elegant evening bliss
That cradle us both like sweet tasty red wine
Dancing together in a loveable romantic kiss

As we were dancing in the moon light to a
Wonderful glow that warmed our very soul
Secretly as our hearts touch in a loving mood
To a lover song and a romantic dance scroll

All the twinkling stars up above shinning
Like white diamonds far through the night
As we twirl each other in our dances steps
Watching the peaceful smiling moon light

In our sleepless night together we had found
Heaven up about through the fluffy soft clouds
We chase the morning dew as our voices cried
I love you in the splendor of our echoes so loud

When we face each other to hug in silences
Of words as the beautiful songs played on
We were wishing our night would never end
Live this night forever as we dance until dawn


(c) Johanna Fields

Keeksake Memories

From a gentle breeze floating
Chantilly lace in a midnight light
Casting shadows shows outside
There’s a loving moon comes insight

Breathlessly there’s a new dawn
Opens the sky in a misty dew
We got a few stolen moments
Capturing a love that we knew

Dreaming came so easy at the
End of summer hot nights
Our romance fills the fragrant air
Loving and holding each other tight

With kisses warm and tender
A heavenly love keeps us serenaded
We shall cherish our love forever
Our keepsake memories will never fade

© Johanna Fields

Heartbreak

We both remembered when the wind whispered
Over the mountain top and through the tall
Pine trees and beyond the river bend

Where we found lovers path in the peaceful
Valley as a beautiful moon shined below
It was paradise to a place where we had been

Within my tomorrows my heart wants
To go back to those days but we quarrel
On the riverbank where it all began

Our love had become broken from the ashes
Of heartbreak I will arise Triumphant again.

©Johanna Fields

Midnight Hour

Our love has awaken in the midnight hour
When passion came so easy to be right
In the twilight we both seen Heaven
In satin moments silky thoughts tonight

We have our own secret to write a love story
Within our hearts and mind to last forever
In yesterdays dreams bares on our soul
In a love romance for us to endeavor

You whispered words into my ears they echoed
In a melody of a song of enchanted love
Your arms reached around me to hold me tight
As we watch the beautiful stars above.

©Johanna Fields

Running Free

The fountain had a slow stream that was running free,
water sparkled as it flowed into the palm of the hand.
A father of time, sat reading an almanac at the table,
as the hour glass slowly dropped grains of white sand.
The old porch swing, swung back and forth in the breeze,
pushing care free in the spring air, in one of the four winds.
The sign was an article of faith that expresses God’s work,
the art was a symbol of the past, reflecting now and then.

In the distance was a whisper, then a whistle of a loud
sound of the freight train, running on the train tracks.
Lost in his thoughts, running in the fields, little by little,
losing his location, leaving behind a reality of his facts.
Reverberating through the hollow and the river bend,
what direction the sound may go, only nature will hear.
The heart seems to be running back to the country and
was set free, whose name it was calling, seemed so near.

(c) Johanna Fields