When did my fire go out?
The flames sizzle in the pain?
Anger dousing my passion.

The feeling of being a woman...
The wanting you as a man...
Distant memories, fading desires.

Are the embers still there?
Can they be re-lit with care?
I want to want you again.

To kiss your sweet face
To hold you in loves sweet embrace,
But how do I forgive?

How do I gather up the pieces of a broken heart
Shattered and scattered.
And fan smoldering passions dying flame.

Tears threaten again and the hurt is so much
They dampen the still glowing spark.
There is so much to forgive.

Where do I start?
I must begin with my own heart.
Before I can hope to regain passions flame.

Open mouth and out fly lies.
Truth is much easier.
Habit perhaps.
Why?

Trust destroyed here.
Truth required to rebuild it.
Just continued deceit,
And repeat.

Tears and heartbreak overwhelm.
Your heart pickled by abuse.
Do I stay?
And cry?

I see the you that once was.
The you I loved.
I want that one back.
Are you gone forever?

Habit that I stay.
Truth that I love you.
Lie that I can’t leave.
Heartbreak.

Pain.
You rule my world, my nights, my dreams.
What I wouldn’t give to be without you for a moment;
To be free of your hot grasp for fleeting seconds.

I would sell my soul to be free of you, almost.
It has not come to that point yet, but still….
You have ruined the person I once was,
And stolen the romance away from my life.

The dreams I had for my golden years have been erased.
There will be no second chances now.
Ahead, for me, is only agony.
Which will end when I do.

The question is…when will I fold and make it quicker?

The last time I saw you,
Hope shown from your eyes,
A smile lit your face and you were ready.

The last words I heard from your mouth were
“I love you”.
I said them back as the elevator doors were closing.
We smiled at each other and waved goodbye.

When I heard you were gone the next morning
My world stopped for a moment.
There would be no hope for you now.

But also no more pain.
No more suffering.
God had taken you home.

I still miss you so much.

It was so hot I was afraid to breathe,
The air so thick, there was nary a breeze.
The sun fried down, trying hard to bake
Our dusty town into a caramel cake.

No birds in the trees, no kids out at play,
Only sound you could hear were the a/c’s that day.
The weathermen gloating about a record high,
Who cares about that when we’re all about to die?

What is that we see?  Off in the distance there?
Could it be a cloud on the horizon?  Do we dare?
Hope builds as do the clouds in the sky,
Only to crash as the rains go rushing on by.

It is too hot for any rain to fall here.
It gets dried up before it even gets near.
So we continue to sweat, to moan and complain,
And wish for winter, when we will be missing summer again.



Copyright  Peggy Montgomery  7/30/2011

Ice cream melting too fast,
Can’t even catch the drips.
Twilight squeals of little kids at play
Outside my window.

Sultry summer breezes cooling my skin,
Cool splash of water at the pool.
Sippin’ a Mai Tai in the afternoon shade;
People watching with my man.

Time seems to slow down
Just a tiny bit
As the sun warms the air.
Birds sing. Lawns are mowed.

Summertime.
Livin ain’t easy but life seems
Just a little less frantic when it’s warm.

My hero, my heart, in your arms I sigh,
To listen to you breathe, your pure passions heat,
In creamy dreams of sweetness long gone by,
And taste your precious kisses; wild wonder sweet.

To open mine eyes in moons’ silver light
And see your face next to mine in our bed;
I would shower you with love in deep night.
Beautiful warrior; who chose me to wed.

But alas, I lie alone and in tears,
Dreaming of you in my arms through night dark.
For a warrior goes to fight without fear,
Leaving his love pining for his sweet spark.

I will wait forever, in this, my fate.
For you, my hero, my lover, my mate.



copyright 4/25/2011  Peggy Montgomery