I wish to see you bare...
It is not your flesh I seek.
But the burning fire,
Fueled by the being that is you,
And only you...
Grasping the window to your soul.
Let me be close to you...
Without touching your delicate skin,
Want my eyes to wander far beyond the temple.
That is your body...
The intimacy I crave,
Is that of an eternal journey.
I would like to know your treasured memories,
What gladdens your heart; fills you with inner peace.
Allow me to gaze in awe at what dwells within.
The quintessential part of your existence,
Could never take second place,
To your temporal gift; the human form.
How I yearn to see you bare...
It is not your flesh I seek.
But an everlasting connection,
Mere words can not explain.
Just pure unadulterated love,
That our unique souls share...

(c) Monica St Hillaire , 2019.


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Carefree as the wind...
Is my love for you.
Prolific are my words,
Pure and true.
If only you knew,
The beauty you possess.
Captivating... sheer honesty.
My love, you are,
The most beautiful girl,
In the world to me...
This cup runneth over...
Boundless for me.
Conditions... there are none,
Convinced you're my destiny.
Daylight can linger,
For your soul I see.
Abundant and everlasting.
My love, you are,
The most beautiful girl,
In the world to me...

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2019.


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We'll never grow old;
The soul inside us both.
Forever and a day,
Come what may.
Our love will not efface,
Infinite surrounds our beauty.
We'll soar to parts unknown,
Intertwined to become one.
Fallen with the sun,
Our journey, just begun.
You were destined for me,
As I was destined for you.
We'll never grow old,
Oh, my serene soul.
Don't you see?
Have faith in me.
Intertwined are we,
And infinite surrounds our beauty...

(c) Monica St Hillaire , 2019


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Fifty years from now...
Will my heart flutter?
Will it skip a beat?
Will I lose my breath...when you enter the room?
I've never felt like this,
Never felt so much joy,
At the mere sight of someone.
This content I can't suppress...
You make the colors brighter,
The grass greener...
Rainy days are a welcome,
Your presence I adore.
You are the most beautiful being,
Inside and out...
Your aura, calm yet blissful.
I wish time would stand still... our time.
As time presses on,
And the wind of change appears,
May this one feeling remain true.
The love I feel inside...

When I look at you...

(c) Monica St Hillaire , 2019.


It will pass…
That ache within your heart,
Broken and shattered,
Will not last forever.

Fresh is the memory of goodbye,
Fate deals the hand.
To be judge and juror is in vain,
Destiny will indeed win…

Let time prevail my love,
Watch the sun rise and set.
Smell the roses, watch them bloom,
Let beauty efface the ugliness of your pain.

You will smile again,
You will love again.
Please allow fate to run its course,
Let destiny lead the way.

Life will become beautiful again..
As it has always been,
Let life be good to you.
Give yourself the gift of time…

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2019



Know you must leave the table,
When love is served no more.
When you hunger for affection,
Thirst for attention...
That bough you rested on,
Poised and asserted, has been broken.
Never to be mended again,
But your famished soul is reluctant.
How can you stay when the vessel is empty?
Permit dignity to win this battle.
Strength will creep in like a thief in the night,
Your love was never jealous; let life be.
You were meant to flourish,
May you never wither away waiting... yearning.
This table is bare as can be my friend,
Never come back here again.
Allow life's whirlwind to move you,
To a place where love is given freely.
Know you must leave the table,
When love is served no more.

(c) Monica St Hillaire , 2019.


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Let me be your refuge,
Your safe haven,
When fear embeds your mind.

Let me be your pillar,
Your rock,
When the journey gets weary.

Let me extend a shoulder,
My arms wide open,
When the tears overflow.

Let me be your dawn,
Your noontime,
And spontaneous night.

I will be your serenity,
Your tranquility,
When this world screams aloud.

Trust me to be…
In existence,
To be here… For you.


(c) Monica St Hillary, 2019