an emotional fling
—we both cried.
i cried because
i couldn’t have you;
you cried because
he’s with somebody new.
Two tear-stained petals
now lifeless upon the ground,
asking why they fell.
Affection for you I can't undo,
Adhered to you like a tattoo.
I'm a substitute, I know.
Hard for me to let-go.
Painful to dry the ink you dipped into.
Psychiatrist Eric Berne states in his book *** in Human Loving that "Some say that one-sided love is better than none, but like half a loaf of bread, it is likely to grow hard and moldy sooner."
My Summer time dream
Let's do Summer time things
Take me out for ice cream
Watch it drip down my seams
Let's have Summer time fun
Bathe in Summer time sun
Let's have Summer time drinks
Staying up while the Summer sun sinks
Let's watch the Summer sun set
Let's make Summer fun bets
You lose you buy a Summer rose
If I lose I lose my Summer time clothes
Let's see Summer time scenes
Make love under Summer time beams
Let's make Summer time plans
Let's have a Summer romance
Let's make Summer time goals
Taking Summer trips on the road
Let's tell Summer time secrets
Sitting around the Summer night fire pits
Let's share a Summer time kiss
Let's live in Summer time bliss
Let's plan for future Summer times
Drinking iced tea under Summer sunshine
Let's make our Summer time scheme
Hotter than Summer time steam
Let's make the Summer time dream
Last longer than the Summer time seems
Let me wear you like Summer time bling
But only for the Summer time King
Soon we'll fall back on Summer time dreams
Till' then enjoy our Summer time fling
when the rainbow appears,
the birds fly above and the clouds disappear
the memory strikes in and the the feeling leans
the moon shines through the windows and leave me glowing in the dark
the stars are align and the light is making me blind,
the flowers bloom as the sun hits
my heart beats as your smile is in line
my eyes are closed when I feel your touch
and my roses are velvet when you're smiling too much
it took a year to get away
it took a decade to drive away
it took a while to step ahead
but it took only a second,
just a second to write this poetry
just a second to write a song
just a second to imagine
and just a second and you can see me beside you in tears that are already clear
an angel,a devil;
a Paradise with a little bit of ****
a pair of eyes and I can hear a bell
a gleam of smile and I can already tell
a gold star that I see when I look up
a gold moon that I want after a break up
Aphrodite with a little bit of Zeus,
that's my personality
that's how I breathe
that's how I live
and that's how i live within the breeze
a glimpse of sunshine on Friday night
a storm of fire on 11:31 in the night
a forgettable memory
a short-term period
a pout on the lips that I crave
a white crystal skin that is brave
and 7 perfect things that I admire
and a blue heart that I always desire
but you're not the one that'll stay
you're not the one that's warm
because you're just a forgettable, a lovely-hate alarm.
He doesn't really love me
None of these guys do
They're just looking
For a quick, hot ****
I'm no different
Than a trip to McDonald's
It doesn't have to be good
It just has to be quick
With a short line
March is here it reminds me of
the colorful flowers owned by grandma
Tendered with care
Hark the chirping birds sing, music fill the air.
Season of spring and fling
Busy street, void of any danger
Met a stranger, shared a seat.
Still in touch,
small talks nothing to say much.
The journey and excitement
Of bygone days spend with a lover
Twenty was the time to explore.
Turning points and joints,
Each episodes connected through dots
Lesson and reason it taught.
March is here and all the nostalgic memories still evoke.
Will we ever be young again?
Season of Spring and Fling.
Surrendering in her alluring ways
I sing the tuneful serenades
Seemingly melting our souls fused
In her desire I got absorbed, amused
I lost myself in a bewitched gaze
Attending to her ******* on my bed
Like the flowers that bloom in spring
Setting our bodies afire in a fling
In pursuit to fill my perpetual void
Can't help but ponder what's flawed
Spontaneous in deceit to solidity
Yearning to earn sentient solidarity
We lost each other in quiet places
As if conversation was deafened
By the natural “placeness” of things
You were made for words without a center, a place to settle.
Nomads, we were filled with experience.
The next bite of mouth or food
We saw but did not see each other.
Later we used the same words to appraise, select, prize
We did our food and our last partners in bed.
The second date, we reinvented those tired phrases again. But
The deafening echo of the bar made me remember I didn’t really
Want your voice; I could feel its phantom voice better
Than our words
sputtering out so quickly.
In reference to the matches without any sulfur left in them. Sometimes nothing will light your way.
I'm trapped in a box
Just me and you
You've come back to haunt me
Break me in two
It was a sweet summer fling
That smelled of fresh water
But little did I know
My heart was a lamb to the slaughter
When you kissed me goodbye
And we shared one last glance
I was falling really fast
And I realised I wouldn't stand a chance
If I could do it all over
I would've never let you go
I had you wrapped around my finger
Now all I see is your shadow
How did I end up here?
In this empty ice cold box
Holding nothing more
Than nostalgic dreams of the rocks
Blinded by desperation
Drowning in doubt
Struggling to be free
Looking for a way out.
11 August, 2018