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Was it love that made
a fool of me,
or was I a fool to start with,
then fell in love?
Was I blind
before love came or
was it love that
caused my blindness?
Of love itself; is there
just one kind?

Was it at first sight or
did it come about after
several dates?
Movies, walks and dinners,
with love thoughts on our plates

I think analysis falls short
when we try to pigeonhole
the genesis of romance.
Let's listen to our hearts
before we start the dance.

But be aware of heartstrings,
that tug and pull at dreams;
many dreams are shattered,
fall apart, right at the seams.

Yet, don't hesitate to love,
Cupid always took a chance;
explore your soul as well,
in the realm that's called romance.
I remember my first love,
she came without a song;
no fanfare in her entrance,
but I saw in her, no wrong.

In time my heart was captured,
she was lovely and pronounced;
I was smitten and bewildered,
as my desire pounced.

For twelve years that it lasted,
the cup of love just flowed;
but came the day of reckoning,
we paid back the price we owed.

Love falls too hard for lovers,
when they drift and crumble;
they're left without an anchor,
too proud to say they're humble.

Now, first love's but a thought,
recessed   far in my mind;
as the birth of love is magic,
so is the ending, too unkind.
 Feb 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Traveler
It is but a blurry spot
Off to the side on my being
All that hell that your not seeing
It’s there in a hunk of tired flesh
Grey matter of all I am left
Lesions worn in harder times
I have strayed in shadows
And cross the lines
Of no return
No recovering
From the blurs
Eternity hovering

Causing me
To be thankful
To be Alive!
Traveler Tim
Happenings that have to happen
Control none can't have , ever
Good and bad
By chance
Happenings , that have to happen
Control none can't have, ever

The heart does try multitasking
One two three ,snapping
Out of tune go the heartstrings

The Mind takes cognizance of the situation
Takes the heart for a mini vacation
Fine tuned the aberrations
The heart pumping back to the beats of happy notation

The Heart and The Mind
Do the Jive
Happy ,The Heart
Keeps ,The Mind alive
Both my sons got hurt ,one after the other in karate sessions , had been tending to them and then some family get togethers , no way could devote time here .
Thankfully all is well now .
Thank you all  :)
 Feb 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Cné
If I could have you for a night
I’d stop the dawn from bringing light
I’d make the stars stay out and play
And make the moon hold back the day

If I could have you in my arms
I’d unleash my southern charms
I’d unlock every fantasy
And be all that you want of me

If I could have you in my bed
With sweet seduction you’d be fed
I’d give you treats and pleasured sighs
And let you taste of sugared thighs

I’d make you glutton of this feast
Your every whim would be released
I’d let you do just what you will
And let your body ******* thrill

I’d bind you up, and make you crave
And tease your sights and make you slave
Then I would let you conquer me
And stake your claim of victory

I’d bathe your body, lick you dry
In covered dreams I’d let you lie
Then gently I would make you wake
My hungry love to satiate

I’d dance before you, undulate
You’d reach for me, I’d hesitate
I’d belly dance before your eyes
Your harem girl, in veiled disguise

My sultan, I’d be bound to do
just everything you’d want me to
I’d let you take me one more time
In candle light, you'd be just mine

Each moment tasting of divine
My every kiss dipped in sublime
My every touch would bring delight
If I had you for just one night
 Feb 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Cné
Love
 Feb 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Cné
Never have I taken love
for granted or in vain.
If some perceive that this I've done
I'm sorry for the pain.

For love, that peerless gift of all
should never be denied.
But understanding's needed
and in hearts it must abide.

Absence makes it greater still
as distance magnifies
The longing harbored by each heart,
though social mores defies.

So cling to love through thick and thin
through unrequited pain.
Reality is just the one
and love of self, the gain.
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