Jayne E

Jayne E Jan 2020

Honeyed Love...

In your loving arms I can finally be
loved true loved deep and set free
from a past scarred deep by mistrust
took my love and he eroded it to dust

Here in your sweet loving embrace
as you set my heart to sing & race
your love flows over me like honey
turning my dark days to warm sunny

Within these short and simple lines
my hope is you'll pickup on my signs
tho' not sophisticated nor contrived
they signal my true love has arrived

Yes, my style is usually to embellish
but darling I want simply to relish
be immersed in your love so very good
finally love feels just as love should

off my body the clothes please rip
fingers & tongue do tantalisingly trip
finding my mouth, neck, belly, my ***
as all my senses you set to perplex

the lost key to my enigma machine
secret code you know what I mean
you unlocked unbroke my caged heart
how you love sets your love apart

I'd given up on finding love again
you are the soothe that let love in
I am ruined now for any other one
I am yours alone 'til all our days are done

It's true love,
our love true
has truly won
honey love
you are
my one true one.

© J.C.

A little more 'simple' in structure and vocabulary than how I usually write, but when the feelings that are so deep and pure, it just seemed right...

#truelove #honeylove #heartsoothe #togetherforever #passionatelove

Jayne E Jan 2020

waited too long

You waited too long
its light dimmed from
brightest star in our night skies
to falling star burning too bright
right before it dies

You waited too long
the breath i held only for you
ran out of oxygen
burned out in a vaccum then
withered away to cold blue

You waited too long
the spell is now broken apart
yet manacled fetttered strong
your soul to my beaten heart
quiet lingers not for long

You waited too long
my colours ache to seek the free
all these tergiverstates a mess
as you flicker quiver wink blink me
come again behold me undress

You waited too long
my fired passion fades to grey
your velleity extinguished potent fire
our love with no locus left for play
embered draff detritus of our desire

You waited to long
so its dried wither on the vine
finds me persuasible no more
faltered failed to make you mine
I feign sublime and close our door.

© J.C.

Another 'older' write from April last year, it's interesting to read and revisit previous lines, especially when feeling 'blocked' as I am, and have been for a little while now. I'm used to writing at least several poems a week, but recently have been a little stuck. No doubt they'll all flow out at once when the **** is unplugged!

Jayne E Jan 2020

Life lessons

I have danced naked in the desert
chased the sun fallen after the moon
I have kissed the tricking serpent
As he slithered slyly thru my room

I have talked to that fat little Buddha
rubbed his jolly belly for much good luck
I have bled deep from gifted slashes
white as a rabbit from all that he took

I have seen those chessmen up stand
show me moves ahead x20 across the board
And won every wager laid paid up in hand
bullwhips & ancient bibles to add to my hoard

I have bore & freed many burdens heavy
More than your infants soul will ever know
Earned my stripes and paid right my levy
not to be tricked or pulled in by your cold undertow

I have birthed a civilization in my mind's eye
Seen the world laid to ruin so fickle and so cruelly
lost favour aft love was given most truly
It draws a tear from my jaded eye
and from my heart pulls deep the sigh

I have dreamed you pure in one too many ways
Gifted generous from my well of love deep
Still persistent on the aether you try to play
It's all ashes to dust now and not yours to keep

I have made my peace with the mountains
given grace to the deepest bluest seas
persist if you must try to ebb my fountains
for no longer do I need your sick to set me free

© J.C.

This is quite an 'old' write, over 8 months ago...

Jayne E Jan 2020

the snap

just like that
I felt it
the snap
the fall in my chest
dissolving inside again
the spell broken
as pain
floods back in
irrevocably scarred
by the monsters
cruel intentions
he follows me
still
lurking in the shadows
hiding in wait
inhabiting
deep dusty corners
of my mind

a self promise made

to
      never
                   ever
                               forget

the wolf
wears sheep's clothing
comes a hunting
with gleaming smile
sharpens his teeth
on the soft bones
of fair children
fills his belly
with a ragout
of broken dreams
and lost childhood
innocence

the hunters knife
sliced away
all my goodness
left fear
left mistrust
left pain
left emptiness
in goodness's place

could I be too broken
to ever be good again
when simple words
misspoken
sets parralel tracks
a moving together
in beautiful sync
on a collision course
becoming a train wreck
the track snaps
love at its neck

the spell is broken

and

I remember
I remember
I remember
I remember
why I have remained


                           alone.

to love
to open up
to be vulnerable
to trust
to allow myself
to be loved
is it
too late?

my shattered pieces
have very sharp edges
such a good man
such a good heart
too good
to lacerate
vicariously injure
to hurt by proxy
too good

for me.

© J.C.

Jayne E Jan 2020

morning love...

wanting more sleep
trying to drift back
the sound of your moans
replaying in my mind
******* with you
lazy Saturday morning
softly waking moments
spent in bed
spent with you
spent and sated
love expressed
with our bodies
craving to rub my ***
on your mouth
coat your tongue
with my earthy seawash
of love
lovingly lick
every pearly glistening
droplet of your essence
wanting you to break my fast
needing every delicious moment
to last
forever
fat rain drops
splat and splot
against the window
blurring the glass
our morning love
savoured deep and slow
wanting to make it last
forever.

J.C.

Dec 2019

Crow

Boundless

Measure my love in starlight
And set the sky ablaze
Measure my love in words
And eternal speak my beloved’s praise

Measure my love in raindrops
And overflow the seas
Measure my love in sighing
And make storms from a summer breeze

Measure my love in music
And hear all the world’s choirs sing
Measure my love in riches
And make every pauper a king

Measure my love in heartbeats
And deafen every ear
Measure my love in laughter
And banish every tear

Seek to measure my love as some might wish
By consulting the learned or wise
But each effort will fail, because such a scale
No mortal thought can devise

#love