Oh, midnight sun My dearest one Once filling day and night With your unique, eternal light. I reveled in your glare Dance in your glow Let down and freed my hair Gave you the eyes of a doe… You taught me true happiness My heart swiftly hijacked But what Life gives, Soon Life takes…… Continue reading Midnight Sun…
Forgive me, Love… for there is nothing innocent in my doe eyes, Sweet lies Make pretend lullabies… My skin aches for your primal touch When you are near, all the clocks stop. My blood boils to the call of your sighs Spin the bottle, roll the dice Wreck me, Love I want the clash Bruise…… Continue reading Forgive me…
Do you still miss him? Quite an innocent question, but Jordan knew it was taboo to talk about him. She also knew she had, as my very best friend, the exclusive right to cross that line. The sun shone bright, and the spring wind was blowing softly on our faces. I took a minute to listen…… Continue reading Reunion…
Too much noise, Too many neon lights Flashing… Too many ‘shoulds’ Way too many promises Broken… And they say, ‘Shine!’ They say, ‘Sing out loud!’ They say… But your lips are Sewn shut, keeping All your screams inside… Your duct taped Heart pieces thunder And will never abide… You are the master of your…… Continue reading You!
And when you held my hand, Blissful sighs, Sparking eyes… Our souls kissed through Trembling fingertips!
Previously posted on July 22nd of 2018. Let me hum your name like a lovely mantra. With you love is a game and you play like a gangsta’. You play me like a violin, you play me like a cello. I vibrate to the touch of your skilled fingers, and though you always leave…… Continue reading The player…
Ink your running lightnings of dark bruises all over my back! Hurt me so good… Your thunderous growl shakes my bones, makes me bow… Drown me baby, my lungs long to be filled with your burning fury. Breathing… a feeble caprice, if you ask me. They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger……… Continue reading What doesn’t kill you…
Linda had always earned her name… She was, indeed, beautiful. Always had been, even in her bad days. She was beautiful all the way, inside and out. He knew it, and even if the years had worked against them, Wilfred had never given up. And boy, was he glad he hadn’t. They weren’t meant…… Continue reading Lucky…(Wilfred, the retired gentleman)
My Reader has been flooded with reminders that today is Valentine’s Day, as I expected it. A lot of “Yay! It’s Valentine’s Day!!” and a lot of “V-Day sucks!!”… Personally, I am in between. I don’t mind a kind attention, but I don’t expect anything special on this day. Besides, I am working until…… Continue reading Random Danish memories…
You played me, just a chess game… Grinned as you planted every pawn, wading your way! Jigsawn, planning ahead… Next step and the step after… Eating me up, taking me down, bit by bit, one piece at a time. * You played me, mocked me, dragged me in the mud… When my king fell…… Continue reading Just a game…
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