I saw you but a glimpse
a distance in the night
we once were so right ...

It was another hidden day
as my restless mind wandered
in dreams of you ...

Your velvet kiss was there
your fingertips down my back
your heated gaze singeing ...

Lovers soot upon my skin
a forbidden, sweet, nonsensical
magical sin ...

My wanting overwhelms me
remembering our secret,
clandestine day dream ...

You my desperate addition,
tears my conscience to shreds
can you hear me screaming ...

There you were in my hidden day
you saw my tears and you turned away
why can't I have you, my hidden love ...

When I close my eyes, there you are
just like before
in my hidden days ...

Debbie Brooks 2014

Battered, bruised but not bent
My pens crushed, but not broken
Inks meek but hasn't lost its colour
Tears fall, sorrow seeps into my paper
Fingers don't dare to write
But words are my brains nerves
And in my blood run letters
You can hold storms
But can't incarcerate my lines
Don't lose hope .......poetry is life

I drink you with my eyes ,
You run into my veins ,
Like adrenaline rush .
My thoughts are louder ,
I whisper to my heart...hush!

I see you ,
Like fresh perfume,
You linger in my breath .
You finally appear here,
On my paper until death...

I see you*.

I pursue girls and love
because I am a *******