CONFUSED at LOVE by Red Adley

Today I awoke-confused,
On my stomach,
on my side of the bed
on my own Island?
As soon as i pushed-up,
I caught your eyes, looking at me.
Smiled, then pulled me under your arm.
I felt your eyelashes on my cheeks, twitching systematically.
What were you dreaming?

How could I deserve this love? I thought.

Even more unusual, I fell asleep, there-under your arm.
That has never happened in my Life.
I set my breathing to yours.

An hour later, I awoke-confused.
How had I picked this Angel?
Before we met, I watched him, wondering:
Who is this man? Why does he look so troubled?
I wanted to be inside his head, walk around, see the exhibits, read the back stories, leave my comments!
His profile, exquisitely chiseled, like a Nordic Warrior. The day I first saw him,
he kept his eyes closed, as if soaking-in all of Life,
like taking-in water to put out some distant fire
inside his soul.
His jaws were tight, as if holding-in All Purgatory!

You still haven't left.
How could I deserve this love? I thought.

Now I'm up, yet still confused.
You're still beside me.  I like the way your skin smells.

I notice the rise and fall of your muscled chest, your breathing soft.
I get within not even an inch of your mouth.
Like a magnet, you pop-up slightly and plant one on me with dry lips!
With my left hand I touch your brow, tracing a finger down to your nose,
make an outline of your lips, and finish with your chin.
You smile, never opening your eyes.
Do I provide a sense of comfort for you as well?
How lucky am I? I'm wide awake-confused.

Current Projects Update

Keller Williams E-Edge SEO writing projects (continuing)

New Network Formation- THE CREATIVE DRYER Atlanta Chapter (for Writers, Filmmakers & Actors)

BROKEN- Short film (currently in re-writer).

TO BE RED a novel Part two written chapters 1-2-3

Short Story Idea Projects: (2) ATTACKED at a PARTY: short story about a man who is attacked at a drinking party by one of the guests and how the event changes the dynamics of his friendship with the party Hosts. WITNESS to a CRIME: early one morning while walking his dogs, a man witnesses a crime and forever wonders whether he should have gotten involved.

BRING BACK PERFORMANCE ART Project: See Princess Charles & Brent Starr

Linking Myself to You by Red Adley

I had all but
given up
when you came along.
Now I'm wondering if you should
have talked to me at all.

The pain of my Last Love
still rings familiar
I told myself I'd never
love again.

Constantly thinking
hopelessly drinking
drinking at you.

Now I've changed.
It's time to love again
I've given up the bottle
my Other Sins.

'You have nothing to offer anyone'
my Friend says
I'm vulnerable now
come back from the Dead.

I was like that then---
waking with Every Thought of You in my mind
Now the You has changed
It's only Fate with Time
Things will be The Same.

Constantly thinking
This time without drinking
hopelessly linking
linking myself to You.

Now I've changed.
It's time to move again
I've given up comfort for
your New Sins.

The pain of my last Love
still rings familiar
I promised me I'd never
fall this hard again.

And I had all but given up
when you came along.
Now I'm wondering why you ever talk
to me at all.

I had all but given up
when you came along.
Now I'll be constantly thinking
defenses all shrinking,
linking myself to You.

ONLY by Red Adley

"...only Sweet Dreams

for you, Baby,"

his message read.

Instantly, I began to cry.

It's as if he's up there

in my head, watering the plants

which I thought had died!

"...only the World

for you, Love,"

I want to answer back.

I can only give that in small doses.

It's as if he's up there

in My Future...a day without lack

fully packed...filled with roses!

If only he were with me,

all the time!

That would be my only need,

the "...only Sweet Dreams" for me.

My Newest Addiction by Red Adley

As you sleep

I watch your face

the face of my Angel

yet I'm running late...

Your breathing---peaceful

the head resting to the right

lids closed tight,

I wonder what you're dreaming?

I'm close enough to smell you...

a sweet, peach scent.

Perhaps it's your soap,

it's part of my addiction, your smell-I'm bent.

I've no time for sleep---but I want to watch.

The eyelashes twitch, at times.

The sheet only covers your core.

I pull it up to your shoulders, so you'll have more.

You exhale, reach for me like I'm Adam.

I mold to you and you gather me close.

I kiss the soft lips, inhaling the sweet stale breath.

Sleeping beside you: that's my new addiction.

UPDATE: Writing Projects

Keller Williams E-Edge Search Engine Optimizations (continuing)

Screenplay: BROKEN (current) Synopsis: One man is breaking-up with a partner and goes into recovery with a mission to find the perfect mate; meanwhile another has near recovered from a break-up and has learned to live again.

Optioning: Olympic City Grill, The Network

NOW by fellow writer friend James Benton Moon

The Future is unclear

The Past is gone somehow

You are here

and this is the Now.


My Now consists

of thoughts of You

Holding your hand

Experiences that are new.


My Now consists

of loving and giving

abandoning a ship that long ago,

had already been sinking.


My Now consists

of crawling inside your Heart's Den

hearing your kind, supportive words

and letting them sink in.


My Now consists

again the words---

I Love You

and the three words build strength

the more I get to know you.


My Now consists

of your smile

rubbing whiskers

and just simply sleeping awhile.


My Now consists

of beauty and romance

to hold and be held

to take hold of this chance!

My Now consists

of You!

The Truth About Us by Red Adley

No One will back Our Love

of this I am convinced

it's if we've fallen for a bird

sitting briefly on a fence! 


The people I once called friends

 all laugh behind our backs

saying mean words while smiling

that its sense we lack.


Yet when I look into those pools

your blue angelic eyes

I see our future nontheless

then forget those fools and

beside you lay my head to rest!