Cold Coffee

He haunts me in my dreams. Visions of skin and eyes and smiles and touch. Moments of bliss. Flesh. The flesh so strong. Overruling any sane thought straining to be heard. He is close to me. When I close my eyes, and my dreams roam unrestrained. We are together and I love him and he loves me. And then I wake.

The coffee is cold.

Agony

I guarded my heart 

For I knew

That if I allowed him in

I would grieve forever 

It took him a mere glance 

To turn the key 

Look inside 

And walk away

Leaving my heart unguarded –

Forever loving him 

And my life in agony

Second-Hand


He sent through a poem 

Better than I could ever write 

About smiles and kisses 

Butterflies and wings

Peace and dreams 

Flying me to lands of love

The words I hungered to hear

The words I ached to feel

And then I saw

The lines were old 

They were written not

For me, they were presented

Second-hand

https://movingtowardsthelight.com/2016/04/26/bleeding-words/

Side by Side

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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

Unrequited

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I loved you
For all the wrong reasons
I loved you perhaps
For the very reason that
I couldn’t have you
You would never be mine
I loved you because
You were so different
To those I had loved before
I loved you mostly
Because my heart overruled
I love you now
If only because
My heart still does