Forever

Forever

Standing in the pain
Lost direction
Continue ahead for more of the same
Turn and walk away
I remain lost with no direction
I inch along the path seeking clarity

Dark
Damp
Gloomy
My existence
The choices before me
The path ahead
All practically the same

Lost in thought
The weather mimics my emotions
Rain drops fall
The tears follow
Each serving a purpose
Repairing, healing and growing
Washing the slate clean

Detour ahead for the heart, body and soul

Forever

A word used often
Doesn’t always play out as it is defined to mean
Interpreting it has a way of meaning two different things

Burning Grief


Pouring it out
Like gasoline
Onto embers

Discarded reflections
Tossed over
Sorting it all out

Striking the match
Igniting pain
Pieces engulfed
Burning it down

Shattered
Completely hollow
Lost or profound

Crackling grief

The sound of healing
Stoking memories
Smoke billows peace
Breathing relief

Slate wiped clean
Ashes floating
Carrying secrets hidden deep
Therapeutic release

Dirty Pretty

Sinfully sweet
Gritty beauty
Lofty sensuality
Vivid red
Tinged pink
Smeared graffiti
Across her lips
Succulent texture
Taste of her kiss
Superb quality
Rushing need
Delving deep
Imprinting frenzy
Dirty pretty
Seducing Me

Anthology

I am incredibly honored to have 3 pieces selected for inclusion in the anthology, Screaming from the Silence

@vociferouspress @nightandsparrow

Screaming from the Silence consists of three sections:

Stanzas from the Silence – poetry

Stories from the Silence – prose

Sketches from the Silence – visual art

Coming January 2020

Speaking Seductively

Despite the distance
I hear it
My body pleads
Undeniable control
Delicious and magical quality

How he speaks
Deep tones
Passionate pauses
Drawn out words
So pleasing

Aching to be
An indescribable urgency
Sensual need

To experience
Him
A consuming fantasy

His
For the taking

Exclusively

Farewell

How is it possible
Intensely deep
Heartbreaking
Beautifully devastating

But why

You were never even mine
I fell in love with the words
Imagined reality

An illusion
Illustrated by you
Embodied by me

Our story isn’t over
To be continued
In another time

Farewell for now

Future dreams
For I know
Someday
You
Will
Be
Mine

Secrets

Lined by books
Row after row
Roaming aimlessly
Until she found an erotic novel
The pages saturated by explicit fantasies
Captured by the words
Her arousal growing
Sex pulsing
Under her skirt
Fingers delving
Satisfying release
Her naughty secret
On the floor
At the library

Patience

Fantasizing
Touch
Taste
Sound of pleasures sigh

Her hair brushing my body
Whispers of delight
The rise and fall of her chest
Breathing desire

Curves of her body caressed by moonlight
Exquisite beauty
Undressed in my mind

I wait with patience
Knowing
She will be mine

Moonlight

Quietly watching
Anticipating
I wander
Lost in thought
Desperately hoping
For the peace
That eludes me each night
Continually seeking
For something
I have yet to find
In the antelucan hour
Between the darkness and light
I find beauty
Struggling
An internal battle
Acceptance
Forgiveness
Yesterhurt reminders
Stealing my time
Shadowing light
I continue
Fighting
The war inside


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