Love Me Like You Do

It doesn’t make sense

How you can love me like you do

And not even know my name 

I cannot understand 

How you can love me like you do 

And turn around and walk away 

I cannot explain 

Why my arms remain open to you 

Except for one lonely reason –

You love me like you do 

Love Ties


Love ties you to me 

Across oceans and plains

Time and places

I am bound to you

With cords stronger

Than I could ever escape

Imprinted

Every time you lean towards me

And kiss me like you do

Every time you turn on the charm

And my knees tremble at the thought 

Every time I hold you close 

Knowing you will never stay

Every time we are alone 

Every time I see your eyes 

Every time I savor you

Every time I fall for you

You are imprinted 

On my mind

My life

My soul

No Resistance

I had plenty of opportunity to turn around and walk away.

Plenty of opportunity to choose the wiser choice.

Plenty of opportunity to say goodbye.

Plenty of opportunity to stay on a better path.

But no.

Opportunity presented.

And there was no resistance.

None at all.

Same Old

He was so tender and gentle. Charming and irresistible. His love infused her whole being. 

Before morphing back to his old usual insensitive tired narcissistic normal self.

Folly

I sent a poem to a friend 

Who is not

As I do 

And then I felt 

Foolish 

So I took it back

But I couldn’t really take it back

Because it had already been sent 

And read 

So now I feel

Even more foolish

Folly: lack of good sense or normal prudence and foresight

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Thank you

Our company had an awards ceremony this afternoon.

Great celebration of all the fantastic work everyone has done. Recognition of effort. It is wonderful.

In nine years, I have never won anything. Always looking on. I hate to admit, but I always feel a pang. Feeling so happy for my colleagues, but that human nature craves it too. To be recognized. And then I realized, every day, I receive so many kind, thoughtful words of encouragement, friendship, love. From all my friends and readers I have met here on WordPress. None of whom I have met in person, but connected in spirit.

It means so much to me. Thank you! 😊

To Be

I hold my heart 

With delicate hands 

Feeling the fragility 

With every beat

Pulsing a life force

Into the natural world

I honor all that 

I am created

To be