There’s so little love in the world
The easiest thing to born in a soul
But it’s rare like angels dust
For some, it’s a black moth in a pitch black room
Filtered words that only echo from a distance
Longing that sometimes dies still waiting
I don’t remember much when I saw hands around a body
Submurging bodies in pure emotion that some say is as light as a breeze
Sometimes, when I dream about it, I let myself drift too close to maybes Continue reading “Salt on my lips”
Heya my loyal followers,
My writing group MRWG put out a great anthology on Valentines day
A TASTE OF ROMANCE.
You can all get a copy on Amazon for a great read, 16 stories, varied genres. For only $.99 or read for free with Kindle Unlimited.
His hands slide over my face like they’re petals
Careful and caring like I’m made of china
Unblinking liquid brown peers at me
My eyes cloud with tears but his face never blurs
He’s my focal point
Illuminated in warm tones that heat up my insides
‘Yes,’ I whisper
The word so heavy with the promise and true Continue reading “‘Yes’”
‘I’ll miss you.’
It couldn’t be whispered anymore
The raw and genuine emotion bathing the moment
The past and everything leading to this surrounded them
The little wave and her smile over her shoulder was the last of her he could touch
She put her sunglassses on as she ascended the stairs
The build up of loss and goodbyes too much for such public places Continue reading “Rogue love”
Like a figure skiting duo we glide
Dancing to the melody of life
But then I flip, turning through the air
As my feet touch the ground his fingers slide over mine
Gliding, smiling , understanding
He presses his form to mine
Still gliding, love shining in his eyes
When his legs give out, with grace I bend to help him up Continue reading “Melody of life”
There lies a chest in my basement
A dusty place I don’t visit
Grass too long has grown over the lawn
Echoes have grown so faint
Adventures dead long ago
But a noise wakes me every night
A jagged sound that is haunting than pleasing
The beat in the chest demands to be dusted and let sing Continue reading “Beating heart in a chest”
Black child why do you sneer at your reflection?
Black child why do you tilt your head to hear the negative noise?
Black child why you only look at the reflection staring back?
Peer into the girls eyes looking back at you
Right your head and still your mind to shine the light
Black child why you touch your skin with such heavy distaste?
Black child why do you frown and wish you looked lighter?
Black child why do you let yourself feel unworthy at the sight of your colour?
Caress it Continue reading “Beautiful Black”