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rai 6d
dreams are bittersweet
a lot of good things will happen, but they have to end,

you have to wake up and come back to reality,

what we had was a very beautiful dream that I wish would never end.
I was seduced
in Barnes & Noble,
lured to the  poetry section
next to coffee and pastries

I touched her Blue Iris,
fondled her Red Bird
and recounted why
she wakes to watch
the early sunrise

She looked better than I remembered
in a brown jacket
with a striking
emblem of a bear
on the front
She took me to her tent
near Truro
and told me of turtles, toads,
hermit *****,
and her fear
of ridding her garden
of a small harmless snake

I spill my passion
on the beach’s sand — our bed for now

Under her cover
she shares phrases,
moles, verbs,
and curves
of sweet new perceptions

We are intimate beyond belief
through her verbal kisses
which bring sweat to my palms

I’m high, hallucinating
on Mary
my drug of choice

I’m having an affair
with Mary Oliver
I am re-posting this in light of the recent death of Mary Oliver.  I miss her
Rita Sailor Jan 25
my love is stained with anger
you're two men in one man's body
the one that never told a lie
the other one invented very concept
Christina Jan 24
she's still her
you cant seem to let her go
the memory of her haunts our time together

i shouldnt worry
i have no right to worry
but i do

with every touch we share
she's there
in the back of my head

did you make her feel this way?
did she say this for you?
do you compare me to her?

she's always in the back of my mind
making me feel insecure
because i always wonder if you forgett about me when your'e with her
Rita Sailor Jan 24
i spoke and i've been heard
do you know the feeling?
                                                                                   oh how i've missed it
                                                                                   it's been missing
I'm still dreaming about you
I never pictured this outcome
You're like a nightmare
That I can't wake up from
So many words wasted
On poems written about you
I never wanted any of this
I hope you're haunted too
Get out of jail free
Should not exist
As partners in crime
You also deserve this
I'm drowning in guilt
There is no remedy
You can leave a person in the past
But you can never erase the memory
You light me up like a Christmas tree
And I feel so juvenile
Because I'm too chicken to say how I feel
Because I'm still in denial

Because there's so many words you've said
And I've wondered if they were for me
Because with so many words that I've said
You were always listening

Because I remember my words
And it appears you did too
Because you're a very good listener
For someone I've rarely spoken to

Because I'm running towards you
But is this the right way to go
Because I'm chasing after a man
Who I don't even know

Because we're flirting with the line
Because I'm on the edge
Are you going to cross
Or stay true to your pledge
Christina Jan 15
its so wrong
we both know it
but we still cling to each other

our bodies move in sync
the electricity around us increases
we fit so well together

but then there is her
the one that came before me
the one that is still there

she haunts us in the back of our heads
you should be with her right now
but you're with me instead

we know how worng this is
yet we continue with our affair
what she doesnt know wont hurt her
im dissapointed in myself but i cant seem to stop
Rita Sailor Jan 14
does it even counts as 'sticking around'
if i burned the bridges leading up to your front door?
now i'm in the eye of the storm
convincing myself you're the shelter
Sir Jan 8
In a still of the night
Snows floundering over the fireplace
In the midst of sorrow
Melancholy played over the gramophone
In the warmth of a quilt
Those fervid emotions felt contemplating
In the sip of a bourbon
A brunette leans on with a grin
In a trippy rendezvous
Something wonders compassionly
Is this affair a fallacy?
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