The other place,
Down below,
Really is closer than you know
Beware,
Its not so far beneath,
That’s why I never have cold feet
Bare foot…
Smiling…
I thoughtfully tread,
They read the book,
I heard what was said,
My chin is up,
My teeth are clenched,
funny you never notice the stench,
Playing my fiddle,
You reap what you sow
My place is closer than you know
©B L Costello 2018

Your hands easy
weight, teasing the bees
hived in my hair, your smile at the
***** of my cheek. On the
occasion, you press
above me, glowing, spouting
readiness, mystery rapes
my reason

When you have withdrawn
your self and the magic, when
only the smell of your
love lingers between
my *******, then, only
then, can I greedily consume
your presence.

It seems that the universe
Exacts a curious revenge.

As our hearts are broken,
We are being repaid for
Every single heart we
Shattered.

You see,
Revenge is a comfort
When we are in the right,
But what if we're not?

Pain plus pain equals agony,
Not happiness.

Pain has an infinite life cycle.
You will fall before it yields.