Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Can we pretend it didn’t happen this slow erosion of our cherished love?Can we suspend the chilling moment when two hearts no longer beat in tune?
He was a musician; I was naive Caught in his Rock ‘n Roll webI the butterfly; enchanted and intrigued Hungry for affection; ignoring mis-steps Caught in his Rock ‘n Roll webHe feasted on my wide-eyed innocenceHungry for affection; ignoring mis-steps Playing my heart like… Continue Reading “The End of Innocence”
He captivated me with his voice singing clear and strong, While his fingers strummed a melody on the beat up guitar One look into his bluest ocean eyes, so crystal calm, And I fell… And I fell…And I fell… Although the time we loved… Continue Reading “And I Fell”
“No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.” –Hal Borland Silenceicy snowflakes drifting by the windowsizzling crackle of glowing firepure blissa peaceful refuge for our love sheltered from winter’s windwrapped in a warmcocoon Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge:https://colleenchesebro.com/2018/11/27/colleens-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-112-cold-safe-synonymsonly/
The slow beat, beat, beat of your heart gives me a thrill as it begins to race, picks up the pace, what a wicked chill to feel the power of your embrace While my soul conspires to consume your delicious taste upon my thirsty… Continue Reading “Wicked”
And yet– nothing is real. I cannot caress your skin, memorize its texture, feel the heat of your manhood rising from my silky touch I cannot kiss your moist lips, taste their essence, swallow Amrita with you I cannot gaze into your hungry eyes… Continue Reading “Touch”
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