There are demons in your closet
It is obvious to me
You left the door wide open
Setting those ******** free
Anger lashed out first
With razor sharp claws
Shredding the unsuspecting
Without hesitation or pause
Beneath him is resentment
Forever locked up tight
Hidden within for years
Now more than ever, ready to fight
Betrayal weighs heavy
Taking up the most room
Can’t sweep it under the rug
There isn’t a big enough broom
Don’t disregard the guilt
Or forget about shame
These two big players
Are leaders of the game
Amidst the whirl wind of chaos
And the fury of rage
A broken heart exposed through fear
Makes its way to center stage
Vulnerability is waiting
She can keep your closet clean
Nourish you with love
Making those demons less mean
As the spotlight shifts its focus
There seems nowhere to hide
Will you crawl back into darkness?
Or simply swallow your pride?
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 5:05 PM UTC
*Pressing the blade to her delicate skin,
Crimson red leaves her body, releasing the pain in her soul*
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
Black and White Keys
Side by Side
Sharing the stage of some weightless melodic energy.
Overwhelming sensations pour their way
out of her soul as inspiration obscures
it’s way through.
Sadness engulfs her as tears trickle
down her face.
As you listen to her broken heart
being played. You can’t help, but feel yourself being swayed side to side
as your emotions escalate to a higher state;
Something you can’t explain, an emotion like none other.
You close your eyes.
Electricity surges a commotion
in her as everything settles to peace
and it all just fits, music from the heart,
music from her black and white keys.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:00 AM UTC
*The surf provides lullabies
as ocean echoes roll.
Too soon, the sunlight glitters
as the dawn turns gray to gold.
I wake and I rub my eyes
beside the sandy beach
My love beside me, languid lips
within an easy reach.
I whisper, sweet good mornings
as your dreams I brush away.
You stretch and yawn, responding to
requests to "come and play".
Lingered memories caress,
of last night's rising moon
with silver waves and ripples,
beyond the dark lagoon.
In shades of colors that mix and smudge
you take your time, no rush
My ******* tingle, at the thought
upon my skin, spreads flush.
In reverie, flutters reminisce,
your wanton body on mine.
Whispered moans in my ear, you ******
"I'm yours", I hear on rewind.*
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 11:57 PM UTC