Swaying…
Between awakeness and sleep. Between my clumsy ways and your sleek manners, and I don’t compare… I don’t know how I could ever think… I had what it took to please what you seeked. I am sorry for failing you.
Tag: relationship
Lofty Ideals – Notthedane56
My vision trying to gain insight into your lofty ideals unfortunately was greatly reduced, my sunglasses shielding my eyes from your ethereal radiance…. This piece is the work of Notthedane56. You can find a lot more of his poetry, fiction and humor on his main site Everything in and around Denmark and on his…… Continue reading Lofty Ideals – Notthedane56
When the best, I’ll be…
Starting at the bottom, step by step, upping my game, always looking high… I’ll paint my lips bright red as fire, curl my hair I’ll wrap my body in the finest silk, showing just enough, not showing too much… I’ll sing with a crystal voice, charming them with my words, with my thoughts, with…… Continue reading When the best, I’ll be…
Odds & Ends – Notthedane56
Knickknacks balls of twine old buttons, my lint collection the spaces between my teeth make for whistling, or echoes of what I forgot to brush, when I was young, Mostly odds and ends my drawers are filled with them memories, light-bulbs, rubber bands pictures of you, and me Things that can’t won’t be discarded…… Continue reading Odds & Ends – Notthedane56
One Small Cut – Notthedane56
“A simple cut of the scissors” she said, but I was hesitant to say the least, She spent the day cutting this and that paper, chicken legs the odd photo, or two carefully along the edges along the lines, “You won’t even feel it”, she giggled, as she cut her steak with very deliberate…… Continue reading One Small Cut – Notthedane56
Lies…
It wasn’t the lies that were killing me, softly. It was the fact that you thought I believed them…
Her Truths… – Notthedane56
She was most truthful just before turning in relating more than just a random thought or two, She didn’t mince words hiding them from the day passed, what she wanted to say not standing on precedence nor worrying about stepping on toes, She was most truthful just before sleeping telling me what, she wanted…… Continue reading Her Truths… – Notthedane56
Muzzled…
How sad, the sight of a muzzled heart… Forced to silence when love just needs to sing out. Not even asking to be shared or given back… fettered into thinking it’s just mere balderdash… Oh, how sad the sight of a poor muzzled heart.
Mountain man… (Part two)
Previously posted May 27th 2016. You were standing in the living room. -You are not coming. You stayed still. No twitch, no pouting, not even the beginning of a question as to why I didn’t want you to tag along. To say the truth, I probably would have been disapointed in your lack of…… Continue reading Mountain man… (Part two)
Third degree…
Via today’s One Word Prompt: Degree Your love burnt me to the third degree… Now, that’s going to leave a mark, baby!
Cyranny's Cove 