This fleeting love affair however brief,
Apr 19

she goes
once again
ignoring life
as she falls in love with another song.

This fleeting love affair however brief,
is the only
time she feels

NaPoWriMo Day #18
Poetry form: Double Tetractys
#love   #music   #affair   #free   #song   #napowrimo  
he and her library were an endless love affair.
Elissa Gregoire
Elissa Gregoire
Jul 14      Jul 16

She and her library were an endless love affair.

#love   #affair   #endless   #books   #reading   #library  
To get it together for one big FAMILY AFFAIR!
Jun 19, 2013      Jun 20, 2013

One Family united as one
The Father, Mother Daughter and Son
In unity we can set things right
In the darkness be the guiding light
Keep your eyes open
Keep hoping
The Family be the key to all the lies spoken
We can set it straight
I can't wait for the date
We all can relate
Not to hate
To a families special love
Black,White our blood is both red
one people one world so lets move ahead
We can do it
Show that we really care
To get it together for one big FAMILY AFFAIR!

Written in the 90's M.A.N.
We had that beach affair
Britt C
Britt C
May 26

We had that beach affair
That long night in summer air.
Your shoulders my heads resting place, your lips -my great escape.
But we both knew it wouldn't last

So heres to our past. That midnight summer love we can't grasp.

#love   #cry   #lost   #summer   #i   #affair   #her   #him   #you   #miss   #midnight   #nights   #beach  
Ankush Samant
Ankush Samant
May 30      May 30

Lonely thorns,
Have caressed me,
And pierced me.

With extended arms,
They reached out,
Felt me beneath the skin,
And felt the agony.

Then they bloomed,
Sparkling flowers,
Gifting me,
A bouquet of joy.

Watching me smile,
They rejoiced,
Danced around,
And I danced along.

The million arms,
Dug into me;
And my heart soared,
Reaching out,
Every pore,
Till I was,
A loving being,
And they,
Were the thorny me.

#love   #hate   #i   #affair   #being   #thorn   #thorny  
An affair of just wanting,
Dec 9, 2012      Dec 10, 2012

Thoughts of cotton candy kiss laced with guilt.
Bubble gum wrapping the shame.
A deceit told through a mouth sewn closed.
But eyes held wide-shut.
A lie supported by another lie, bracing itself before falling.

Should I let the guilt be known through a cotton candy kiss?
Let the bubble gum wrapper shunt my shame.
Will I hold our secret behind stitched sewn lips?
All the while, holding my eyes wide shut?
Could I support this burden, bracing it with another lie?
Before I let it slip and fall?

A dangerous dance our feet have started,
where it goes I am not for certain...

A wicked path we've lain before us.
where it goes I am not for certain...

An affair of just wanting,
but nothing of taking.
Where this is leading I am not for certain.
For: where I hope we are going,
Well now,
that is another matter all together.


© Victoria
#love   #lies   #secret   #cheating   #shame   #lover   #affair  
the wintry, rainy comfort of my drowsy affair.*
Apr 24

Life is my current lover.
I swig her ephemeral taste from my cupped hands
worried as the golden, shimmering liquid rushes through
creases and cracks in my jaded hands.
Her mood varies through my stages;
at times she is of doting temper and roseate kisses
but when love evades her, most often than not,
her calloused hands damage the pearly flesh in tender
and discontent paints a surly mood as she digs her crimson
brush against the canvas of my self.
Life is my inconsistent lover,
sometimes doting but most often than not abusive.
So I vowed my eternal devotion to Death.
We escape under the dark canopy of starless wings;
a tryst.
I eat of the forbidden feasts in the Kingdom of Hades,
grains of scarlet pomegranates staining my chapped lips.
Death has promised me perpetuity.
But until Life decides to release me from her capricious temper,
I shall long for the wintry, rainy comfort of my drowsy affair.

#love   #life   #pain   #death   #endurance   #affair   #longing   #tryst  
Refraining from love with this affair Im in

A passionate touch that I love so much also touches me with an unknown guilt when it comes.
Feeling chills down my back and tears on my face as our bodies meet again.
Filling me with sorrow every time we share that embracing stare.
A simple pleasure that I hate within as I sin a great sin.
Refraining from love with this affair Im in

Now at the most heightened end of the affair
Pradip Chattopadhyay

A time was when
Nothing short of my deepest thrust
Once and then many times more
Would satiate me

Then quietly crept between us
The hiatus

When I learned new ways to play
Chanced on a week a golden day
Then over a month or more

I had found the key to the secret door.

Now at the most heightened end of the affair
Satiates me a strand of her hair!

Shanna Howse
Shanna Howse
Aug 28, 2010

‘I have to go.’
She whispers and sighs into his ear.
Uncovers herself from the sheets
And slips from the bed.

The clock reads three o’clock
The moon illuminates the bedroom

‘Why, baby?’

He groans as he sits up
Trying to calm his harsh breathing
Wipes the sweat from his face.

Shadows dance upon the white walls
Her silhouette moves towards the door

‘I have to return home to him.’

She replies, her gaze falls to the floor
Reaching for the doorknob,
Filled with so much guilt.

© August 28, 2010. Shanna Howse.
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