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 Aug 2015
Maria G Vagelakos
Midnight and I'm aching
Stylus to screen and I'm shaking
Nothing left to write
But I'm scribbling
Note after note
And I'm slipping
Memories twisting my vision
Reality's fake but I'm living
Love letters, bitemarks and
I'm drifting
To maybes and would'ves
Beginnings
Drowning out chapters
Without you
Lost in the thought
And I doubt you
Wanting only to believe that you were real
Not a dream in a moment of twilight
Zoned in on pleasure and starlight
Cursed by the gods of moonlight
That every kiss and word
Trailed tongue
And covered whisper
That every moment fading
You missed her
By her, of course me,
Though I wasn't your only
And yet that cross on my tongue
Delivered you, Holy
Cause blinded by beat, knowing
I still didn't,
Won't care
All that ever mattered was
You and me
There
Here
In this moment
That no longer is
No more pages
Or chapters, stained lips
Done......Fin
Fiending
For even the slightest taste of you
Obsessing and suppressing
Urges to write to you
To beg you to listen
To the want that you feel
To need of my skin
Silk strap of my hair
To ****** you to piercing
My eyes with your own
Allowing me entrance
Through chamber of stone....
Rambling, I'm Ranting
Got an itch for your ******
Breathless, I'm panting
Cause alone I'm undone
Trembling and chanting
"You must move on"
Shower's steaming
Pandora and starfucked songs
Nothing is said and she's giving up
Crying now
aching for a simple touch
Naked now
Drowning
Yet in water you're near
Eyes closed and you're holding me
Disappear
Only when sight
And the droplets hit the tile
Only in ghosts of a stand still while
Only for seconds of traveling souls
How the **** do I end this
Poems and prose
What more to say
You already know
Laying it down
Ever so

S
L
O
W

Sleepless........

©MV
 Aug 2015
Chris
~

Today there is no sunrise
No dew upon the lawn
No hummingbirds a’ flutter
A lonely empty dawn

The marigolds are sleeping
All butterflies are still
Just vacant silent shadows
Upon my window sill

You’re on a distant journey
And I can’t have you near
To tell me that you love me
I wish that you were here

So I’ll just keep on dreaming
For in my dreams I find
Your arms are wrapped around me
If only in my mind

I hold on tight the covers
This feeling I will keep
Today there is no sunrise
*So I’ll just stay asleep
Good morning beautiful
Beneath my covers in the
dark of night,
I felt pulled tight. 
My pajamas and
underthings finding all
the wrong places.

At my time of change,
I was gifted a bed.
I felt freedom.
A space of my own, finally alone.
The eldest, released from the pack.

Revelation of delight,
naked under soft sheets.
I felt the coolness.
My skin alive, fresh from a
warm bath. Feet wrapped safe,
deep within layers.

The Dreams came then...
I felt their calling.
Whispers beckoning me
into flight,
to float above,
observe my simple beauty

Gently slipping towards the galaxy,
I felt no weight.
Nebula's Helix, Saturn and Orion,
their colors became the
pallet of My mind.

Able to soar with the eagles,
into the depths of the oceans.
The whales called for me to follow.

Walking within the beam of
light, I felt warmth.
Crystalline aquifers quenched
my thirst. Grounding  me to the
center of our Earth.

Of an age now,
that comfort has settled in,
I feel whole within.
Naked with my soul.

The sheets still cool
after a long warm bath.


Copyright © May 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Remembering to Remember #2
 Aug 2015
mk
breathless
heart beating
electrifying
silence
you stop
inhale
“I love you”
exhale
I open my eyes
“I love you too”
and the moment
savored
in the dark
for us
to keep
your arms
around me
your mouth
pressing against mine
my body
pulsating
learning
the rhythm
of yours
like waves
crashing
against the shore
so lost
in the moment
so lost
in each other
so lost
in this world
finally finding
one another
summer air
warm nights
I can’t let this end
hold on tight
I want to wrap it
and tuck it away
when the future comes
I will say
I was young
foolish
and in love
and that moment
ah
that moment
was enough
// yesterday was magical; words don't do justice //
 Aug 2015
niamh
Shining a light
Upon the darkest nights.
Heralding the dawn
Of fresh dreams
And blessing the kiss
Of new lovers.
Another moon poem :)

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