Tenderly and smoothly weaving these
words with raw emotions unearthing
distant past. Skillfully conveying them
into this poetry I longed to write
a million miles ago.
lies that roll out of your tongue
fluid and untamed
brutal the cut it makes
dark enough to bring me down
sharp enough to sever us.
Undress me with your hungry eyes as I walk passed you. Let me know you are hungry for me. Whisper some dirty words as you kiss my neck. Tell me, tell me … how you want me naked in your bed tonight.
When we start a relationship with someone new we think to ourselves that this will be It, the One, my Romeo. And then we watched the cookie crumble. So I wrote a short poem about it.
We let our every breath drown into the raging sea
the bitter strife surpassed the hopes and dreams we shared
we let the silly pride and stubborn conceit
destroy what we built through the years
though my heart fierce and strong
will only hold so much grief and misery until it burst
into million pieces
It was put aside
tucked away
in a deep quiet place
it was ignored
eyes
blinded by
daily chores and troubles
but…
Love…is always waiting patiently
to be heard
to be felt
deep in our hearts
and soul
even after forever
even after time
Making pancakes with him, such a fun activity most weekends he is here. Today, particularly he chose to be extra critical of my methods in making the batter. As if there are other methods to do a pancake batter. I rolled my eyes and continued with the batter while waiting for the pan to heat up.
Slightly annoyed, I poured the batter in the pan and as I placed the mixing bowl back on the counter, I felt his arms encircled my waist and felt soft sensual kisses behind my neck.
I smiled and just melted in his arms. I love the way he riles me up with his unusual way of getting to me.
Now, if I can only make him do the dishes without telling him tree times, It would be a perfect Sunday.
You told me I think too much
dream too much or even talk too much
and I say… but honey
I dream about you all night and all day
like a high school kid in-love for the first time
I want you every which way
every form and every day
explore every inch of you
inhale your scent exhale your steam
you say I am hopeless romantic
when I am in-love with you
head over heels
Over a cup of coffee 