Thrills pulsate down my spine
As you stand so close
A new flesh
A new scent
A new touch
Excitement courses through my veins
As the anticipation climbs
Will your kiss be rough?
Will it be tender
Will it be hungry
Will it devour?
You’re under my skin.
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For one day only
I will tell you my thoughts
I will write them down for you
Tomorrow they will be erased
What I have to say will all be gone
No trace of these words will ever remain
I would like you to know how much I love you
The pain in my chest when I think of you
The longing to be close to you
The desire of my heart
But it can never be
It will never be
All that will remain
Is a blank page
With no words typed
Or written
No trace of any words
At all
It took three years and then some
To pull me down
Destroy
Make me less than
Unworthy
Unloved.
My impression is that
Truthfully
It was all about him.
It took one encounter
To lift me up
Encourage
Believe in me
And see my smile
My truth
My worth.
My impression is that
Thankfully
It is all about us.
I floated down the river
Adrift
Directionless
Without a guide
Until I came upon a rock
Anchored in the muddy banks
I was able to pull myself up
And with the moving sun
I could find my way
To solid ground.
A butterfly descended from the sky
With fragile blue wings
And touched my cheek
A gentle soft kiss
And I knew it was
My angel
Greeting me
If anything could be called a farce, perhaps Donald trump as president would be it.
Just sayin’.
I’ve never, ever used the word ‘qualm’ before now, but I can hear my mother’s voice echoing in my ear. He / she has no qualms about lying or being deceitful or hurting people. Or whatever.
Or perhaps I had no qualms in back-chatting and being cheeky? Which seemed to happen often. I always strived to have the last word.
Qualm is totally a word my mother used to use. (Never heard my father use it).
Right up there with ‘knackered’.
We were lovers
We were friends
We laughed and
Also, we cried
When I mourned
Your arms comforted
Your gentle hands drying
The tears of my eyes
And then we said goodbye
With a final kiss I walked away
And when I see you now
We are nothing more than
Strangers passing by
I navigated the maze
Of my emotions
To be led
By love
To you
A temporary joy
Will never feed
A lost and thirsty soul.
For as the pleasure
Fades and dies
A bleeding heart
Will always cry.
A lasting peace
Is found inside
Safe within
A quiet heart.
Feel the love
Tap into peace
And feed your soul
Forevermore!
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