Please, grant me some rest, I cannot think anymore, I want sleep, maybe to dream. My poor, dear poet, the wicked earn no reprieve, now get back to work, my love.
Tag: Romance
Words shared with smiles
Cut flowers must wilt,To remind you beauty fades,While feelings do not. Letters penned with love,The simple beauty of words,Like children's laughter. One cookie is fine,But savor it, take your time,Make a memory.
Before Regret was Summoned
We had committed the ultimate sin,That friends could commit to:With fingers and limbs entwined,A shared breath births rhapsody,Our high is an untold oblivion,Where thoughts go to die,And regret, not yet summoned,Is like a distant horizon,While the sea between is the sigh,Of blissful contentment and lust,And the cold reproach of the moon,Is just a mirror from … Continue reading Before Regret was Summoned
My First
My first cigarette was shared between beautiful smiles,The indirect kiss as smoke slid hot through the filter,Escaping my throat in faint blue tinted with sunlight. I'd cough, she'd laugh, and then kiss me so deeply,The taste of that smoke was like heady myrrh,Lingering even today, many years since I have quit the habit, God, I … Continue reading My First
Tree and Blossoms
Do blossoms recall,Dancing along the river,Even when Spring fades away? Spring blooms are fickle,Winds carry them far away,But they remember, always.
Unsent Letters
My dearest, I'm not sure what you mean by "you have changed." Before you, I was unhappy, exhausted with living, Before you, I was cruel, for nothing made me happy, Before you, I was contemptuous, fear calloused into cruelty, Before you, I was alone and afraid, and so hid it with contempt. Before you, I … Continue reading Unsent Letters
A Meeting between Friends
I arrived at the coffee shop near Midland early. I was always early when it came to friendly meetings. (Yes, I know that it was rude to be late, but if that was really true, then for those who come too early, weren't you forcing the others to become late on your behalf?) I felt … Continue reading A Meeting between Friends
To Look Backwards
Too many years have I spent looking back, Thinking about the choices I would make, Just so that I could find you in the past, And obliterate our future mistakes. But for all the time I’ve spent longing, Of a past-future that we could not take, I glance forward to see if you look back, … Continue reading To Look Backwards
Like a Mirror
How fragile this friendship, Which shatters the moment I say, “I love you.”
I am worse when I think of you
I am worse when I think of you, Unbidden, unannounced, unintended, I’m writing a poem, reading a book, Or doing nothing at all, And then, Suddenly, You’re here beside me with a smile, A cup of coffee, A kind word. And I need to keep focused, Keep writing, keep reading, Keep nothing at all, Because … Continue reading I am worse when I think of you
Discarded Recollections 