The love I held for you
Was such an intimate part of myself
That your translucent face haunting
My lonely heart has direct access
To the faucet of my tears
Category poetry
Under the Stars
Under the stars
You took my breath away.
Under the fading light
Your kiss explored as
I became yours.
Under the smile of the moon
Your touch pleasured as
We became one.
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Serenity
Final Bow
we do our best
we try to aim
to reach the skies
to play the game
to live a life
of love and stars
of peace and joy
and no more wars
but we are tied
to earth and soil
we breathe the air
of nature’s toil
it may not be
we might not reach
the dreams we dreamed
the tales we teach
our flesh weighs down
it cannot be
that we are freed
into liberty
so take a moment
and say a prayer
blow it softly
into the air
all will pass
and this we know
struggles will end –
a final bow.
Protected: He’s Arrived
Seduction
He didn’t seduce me with sweet, kind, fake words. He seduced me with honesty and kindness and care. A compassion that was a balm to my wound. I felt safe with him. And I felt respected.
Weakness
Two steps forward
Three steps back
Forward to the light
And then looking back
Back to the darkness
To the night
My strength grows weak
With every kiss
With every touch
With every smile
With every sweet forever
That was never mine to
Keep
Hair
I’m fighting the urge to cut off all my hair. I mean, as in cut it all off aka Britney Spears back in the day. The only thing stopping me is having to go to work with a shaved head. My fingers are itching so bad. So I’m writing this post instead.
Ambition
A spark has been lit
The candle that lay hidden in the dark
I feel it flicker
I feel it burn
I feel the light
And I know that from here
The flame will lead the way
Hopefully Soon
I hoped and prayed and wished and tried to force the change I so desperately needed
It was all to no avail
My feeble attempts bore no fruit
In the end all I needed to do was wait
Wait for him to cross my path
Wait for him to magically appear
He has crossed my path
He has magically appeared
And I cannot wait
To see him again
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