Where ever you are, what ever you maybe feeling,please remember you are loved.
-justme62
Month: December 2018
Tonight…
like a metronome, time is passing by
waiting by the phone for a significant ring
from an important person…
that may or may not call at all
my heart is beating fast, my spirit is down
clouds are heavy carrying threats of rain
I will walk away after tonight, leaving this
unfortunate night
this heart of mine can’t bear anymore pain
and I know you don’t care
anymore…
Echo

I hope to hear an echo of your voice once again, so I sit alone in silence hoping to hear you. A faint sound or even a sigh from the wilderness, flutter of a dove’s wings or even a rustle from a falling leaf. Longing for a message from you or even a pale colored rainbow above the winter’s sky.
Romance(?)
Words spoken under the pale moonlight
Casually uttered in the night
Promises of flowers, wine and sheer delight
Then you give your smile along with your heart
With the expectations of his loyalty
What you may not know
Those words uttered under the pale moonlight
Are the cheapest baits to catch a fish
photo by justme62
Another Sunday
Just had breakfast, and now having another cup of coffee. Contemplating on what to do. There is football on TV Dallas playing against Giants. There is possibility of going to the movies and seeing a Jennifer Lopez’s movie or Aquaman. I can’t seem to make up my mind.
Normally I will be out and about visiting local stores, but today i’m just not into going out and browsing the stores. Maybe I could just stay home and catch up on my reading.
What do you guys normally do on Sundays? I want to hear some comments, don’t be shy tell me.
Fantasy
A man sat next to me in a coffee house, we started talking. He told me his sexual fantasy was to have me against the wall in the alley next to his house. We went to a bar that I didn’t know was next to his house and he brought me behind a door that led to the alley and before I knew it I was thrust up against the wall and my skirt up around my hips. It was the hottest thing. I was smiling all the way back home.
Fantasy
his eyes captivated my fantasy
Pain
This persistent pain
haunts me time and time again
leaving me distraught
like an amorphous
landscape of an ancient ruin
Rain
photo by justme62
The day is folding
the evening is spreading its wings
suddenly the pitter patter of rain drops
hitting the pavement
a steady and quick rhythmic
sound of precipitation
signaling the day’s end
I want to convince myself
that I love listening to its cadence
but I am not going to.
December clouds
I watched as the melancholy moon arose from the mediocre clouds
just another night alone upon a lonely sky
the moon attempted to question as to why is he perched upon
the clouds so high a solitary star on a bitter cold winter night
when no one bothered to reply he continued to watch the earth
while floating in the heavy dark December clouds
photo by justme62