Love Lost

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.

Swallow

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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.

 

Cause and Effect

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Blending memories with the weighted glare of her disconcerted eyes, I wonder…

Was it my fault he left her for another woman as he gripped her son good-bye?

The drama builds in my terminally odd mind filled with casual complacency

From the ledge I look up at the lucky stars and feel regret rain down from the sky

When suddenly I turn around, it’s her.

As I tumble to my death, I let out a helpless cry.

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Soul Seeping

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The crazy guy with the creepy eyes is singing me a lullaby

In his head it’s a beautiful melody

I haven’t the heart to mutter… it’s actually a blubbering blunder

He looks down where I lie, his soul seeping, my thoughts meandering

Wondering what wanderlust makes him justify his pondering gaze

Thin lips parted partly allowing the sing-song and drawing a crowd around

My dilated pupils put up at the pinholes in the pink canvas above

Suddenly feeling the soft grass and flowers beneath my bare legs

Awareness…my spirit is leaving my body, and freedom comes with peace.