Each piece,
a pioneering puzzle,
the ultimate game of intrigue,
even intimacy,
exploring how pieces fit together
but to bare the pulchritude
buried within the secret
life of another.
What do you see
in the morning
first light of day?
What do you do to play?
Do responsibilities get in the way?
OR Do you SIEZE THE DAY!
???
I can’t stop myself
from wondering along my way.
just on the right
side of the wrong
I hold your hand
in the New Moon
waxing my mood
a finger tip
of light my sight
As if under a spell a nice wizard left in his wake, I’m still not seeing straight.
Choking, can’t breathe, suffocating as I swallowed my tongue trying not to speak, and I don’t know how much longer I can go before I BLOW!
I wonder how to change my fate when no matter what I say, no one seems to hear, no one seems to care. He crushes my voice, breaks my heart, two decades of sarcasm picking my wounds, and I don’t know how to go on…
There it is again! Giving up, giving in to the dark…
desiring a spark.
Basking in the summer sun, humidity sucks upon my skin’s glisten so that hot and bothered, I try to talk to my lovely wonder out loud:
I ask the light, “Are you always this bright? Or do you actually know my soul, and that’s why your glow makes me so giddy I’m dizzy?”
(Talking to myself, I can’t fathom a true reply, so I go on, knowing that here, when I write, from my own truth I don’t hide🙂
“Your shine twinkles glitter and gold specks, mesmerizing my heart to melt into a fuchsia fusion of delightful energy, and into a slippery fall, I willingly tumble, embracing the dream with no expectation at all.”
(Oh, my dear, fear builds them brooding Indiana cornfield cumulonimbus clouds that tremble a thunder of doubt in the backdoor of my mind…
You’re still just a romantic fool by yourself, creating a beautiful reflection of a connection that you must have felt in another lifetime.
For the glow, I’m eternally grateful;)
I stepped through a portal
into a different world
in which a dream grows reality
in a cosmic connection
of dancing souls, and
swirling we spin to GLOW
with tunes turning keys,
tumbling my tummy round…
Ohhh love! My heart sings loud,
Your glow makes me feel found.
Thank you for an infectious reeling in glow!
Heavy-chested today, rolling round so slow that often I’d stop and sigh, dampness welling without the cry. Why? I ask myself sans sound.
I don’t want to say goodbye, that’s why!
I feel like I have so much to say, so many things to learn, my heart breaks with a yearn. In my small world, my mind is something no one knows, but that’s what your words show, an understanding of what hurts and a positive way to think about it regardless. Like a superhero, your voice saved my soul!
I crave a conversation with depth and respect…god, I wish I could be your friend.
Blue used to feel black, like a head whack! But, with a smack! back, because of you, blue feels bright almost a teal tropical skyline at dawn, shady clouds hanging out, shaking off the grey dew warmed to twinkle in the sun anew. When my melancholy mind is on the attack and all feels forever daunting and totally MAD, watching you transforms the blue and tickles my soul to make even my eyes smile, reminding me, things aren’t so bad, just find a way to laugh;)
Resentment’s ugly. He makes his sneer so clear with me at the butt of his insipid joke, and whether I’m an easy target or I’m the asshole big enough to constantly get hit, it doesn’t matter one little bit.
I won’t let him steal my spirit, no matter how hard he tries. I’m not a pretty picture, if you knew my life as a wife. I hate having this side, brooding alone in the dark long before the witching hour with a moon full, wondering…
What do I want???
That insatiable hunger, the need to kiss again, the longing to explore passionate sexuality, the desire for spontaneous body searches, feeding upon each other, laughing and loving, giving and receiving…
Ha! That’s not my world. Maybe I need a prostitute.
(I don’t write marriage often, and rarely leave it up long, but sometimes I just feel so stuck, laying next to someone who doesn’t know I’m there, I have to release my resentment so tomorrow my kids see me happy:)
I want to lick the full moon, let it’s light flowing white, drip sips into my mouth open wide…How I love you perched hard ‘n’ high! Shower me with your power and make me come alive.
To refrain
To restrain
To reframe
URGES come
bouncing balls
FIREY thoughts
needs & wants
To refrain
To restrain
To reframe
Playing PAUSE
Color calls
tempting Eros
red & HOT
Hopelessness Refrained
Impulsivity Restrained
Satisfaction Reframed.
Can this change my plot?
At least it assuaged my heart;)
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