I’m so sad I’m afraid my broken heart will fail. And to know you’ll find another girl- makes me want to be impaled. I can’t believe I lost you again… Poet, you have to stop, talking to myself…
You can’t continue to think about this
Or you will drown in your own tears.
What’s the answer? Where’s the relief?
There is no recourse for grief.
Love is like a crunchy leaf in the cooling temperatures of Fall
Hanging on for dear life wanting, needing, trying to muster the call
Suffering but gripping a branch in the powerful onslaught of relentless wind
Sometimes true love can hold on-but sometimes the leaves girth isn’t wide enough
As it loses its grip, the leaf, like love, dies and becomes part of the earth.
Daily Prompt: Leaf
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These broken wings smartly sting but if you listen closely they also sing
Songs of sadness, songs of loss, songs that prevent me from paying the cost
It must be paid! Wisdom cries out, searching for someone to take the blame.
But I have suffered, I’ve been alone. What more do you want- to share in my shame?
Daily Prompt: Sting
I’ll set these flavorful sex tastes on fire after I gaze longingly into that frown
And take you in my mouth moving my tongue meticulously up and down
Then…there, your lips part into a smile and suddenly you breathe in deeply
Inhaling as if needing more oxygen as it’s greatly absorbed by your lungs
Your life blood pulsating and pounding around about my lovely tight pinkness
An explosion of life is released and the result is glorious exaltation and relaxation
My heaving chest rests on yours and as our eyes meet-
I stir myself to wake up…smiling as if it’s a dream.
Daily Prompt: Flavorful
I’m somewhere in the in-between of holding on and letting go
I’m neither here nor there as my mind ponders what to do
If there’s a whole world out there waiting to take my hand
It’s too bad I can’t take control of what’s happening in this land.
I’m trying to let you go but how many times must my love be tried
The silence and blank stare from your dark eyes, could it be a lie?
Has the love disappeared once and for all- please tell me it’s not true.
I loved you the moment I saw you- your muscular body was my refuge
I grew up with you, had your babies, and now I’m just someone you knew.
Tell me the truth you are deeply enamored by my blue eyes
My eyes glisten and shine like the infinite stars in the sky
The sky grips the sun and the moon glances back towards the sea
The sea raises its waves to the Creator and then bends the knee.
Daily Prompt: Enamored
If I saunter slowly under the moonlit sky will you stop me and swallow me whole?
Your sweet presence surrounds me squeezing away any hope I had of escaping
I love your warm lips and the feel of your kiss and the way your mouth explores my neck
I love your strong shoulders and tan, muscular chest and the way your hands fondle my breasts
Take me back, take me away, take these tears and fears and run with me to an unexpected place
If you take me under the moonlit sky, sweep me off my feet, stop me and swallow me whole
I will love your warm lips while they explore my neck and beg you to touch me some more.
Something is happening inside of me like a light turning on in the darkness. I squint because it’s so bright and not something I’m used to. Butterflies are in my tummy and my lips part a little to grin. Is this a glimmer of hope that I’m feeling? A candle’s wick silently flickers dimly, in the living room of my heart.