I write to be free
I write because there are words inside of me
I write for comfort
I write for love
I write for joy
I write for peace
I write for me and if it can be a help
I am glad if my words can grow their wings
And fly to be where they need to be
Pure peppermint tea
Pleases my palate before
Putting me to sleep
I wonder why
I wonder when
I wonder where
You could be
I wish you near
I wish you here
I wish that you
Could be with me
Passionate blood rose
Whispering dark secrets of
Unfolding beauty
The headline caught my eye
I stopped to read the words
Little boy and his friend
Aged two and a few days
Fell to their eternal dream
The phone rang in the night
I answered to hear your voice
Your son and his friend
Popped into my mind
And I knew
You asked a question
Somehow
You knew where to press
My eyes filled with tears
I had to take a moment
Before I could reply
You have only just met me
But already
My truth is showing through
Your arms around me
Caressing, loving, caring
Hit the sweet inside of me
Your lips so lightly
Teasing, flirting, touching
Hit the sweet inside of me
Your eyes upon me
Enticing, glowing, watching
Hit the sweet inside of me
Your tongue erotic
Traveling, kissing, tasting
Hits the sweet inside of me
No! I cried
You never heard
No! I screamed
Your ears where deaf
I pen these words
To rescue me
Glass bottles
Green, violet, gold – stand
Together
How many seasons ago
Would it be?
When we sat at the harbor
Under a midday sun
I hungered to reach out
And take your hand
Your hand in mine
I willed myself to dare
Knowing that if I did
It could not be undone
So I fought a battle
Allowed the moment to pass
And it did
The moment passed
I will never see you again
But I can still remember
The time we sat side by side
And I won a battle in my mind
Ignoring my heart for just a while
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