She didn’t like my words, my prose, it seems so tore the letters into tiny pieces, she did, Throwing them to the breeze, changing into the blackest of butterfly wings, darkening the sky with rain, her tears fell down upon her, when she saw what she had done…. I took my pen,…… Continue reading Flower Words…
Strains of Rock and Roll a guitar riff echoed My mind’s wine like empty bottles, lying about The waiting waiting never seemed easier to get, What, I wanted, What, she wanted Crawling along the bed like her fingers across my skin I grabbed the edges of the sheets like…… Continue reading When, She Told Me…
Trying not to considering who- -wondering about what she does to me. Trying to keep my thoughts my own possessing what I am but knowing that she owns me all the same, Trying, but failing miserably not for the want of trying, just not being able to resist her influence on my thoughts, Try,…… Continue reading Trying Not To…
via Daily Prompt: Lifestyle He lied always, to everyone… To himself, even, when he was alone. Hiding the truth, if he only knew what it was, Playing in his fantasy world, with his @li@s… He wore lies on his sleeve, lied with style He didn’t lie about his life, lying was his lifestyle……… Continue reading Liar…
tu m’as braconné le coeur * Traquée tel un prédateur * Tu m’as mise à genoux Et j’ai les poings liés Devant toi, mon beau loup, mon renard argenté. * Faudra-t-il que j’implore pour qu’un jour tu m’achèves? Que tu me croques à pleines dents et t’abreuves de ma sève… * Et me laisse pour…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
via Daily Prompt: None I spent all night searching my soul, looking for a reason, one simple reason not to love you… I found good memories, warm thoughts, leftover smiles and lingering caresses… But reasons not to love you, I found none.
Some would say you are an aquired taste… But I know you’re an insidious addiction… They tried to make me go to rehab, But I said no, no, no….
Tirée vers les bas fonds du sommeil… Les paupières alourdies par le poids des jours… Je n’ai rien à craindre ce soir… Car, je m’envole vers la sécurité de tes bras.
via Daily Prompt: Zip The dents of our lives seemed to fit in so naturally… Our stories coming together, interlocking as if it was bound to be. Coming closer, day by day… Tomorrow making peace with yesterday. Tell me, darling, could this be the point of my life-long trip? …… Continue reading Zip…
Wonder, do you ever? What the feel of your palm would be like on my skin? * Wonder, do you, dear? If you’d feel goosebumps under the tip of your fingers? * Like a braille message, begging you, never to take your hand away? * Wonder, do you? Tell me… If I’d sigh, If…… Continue reading Wonder, do you?
Cyranny's Cove 