#74
Her life was a play
Comedy or tragedy
I could never say
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 5:14 AM UTC
I yearn to have your warm arms around my aching
cold body
I yearn for the taste of your sweet lips.
Holding, gently, on to your hips.
Listening to your pounding heart
I feel it’s beat
A sweet rythym
Looking into your deep crystal eyes
Running my fingers through your silky,long hair
I wish for our souls to be connected
Deeper, still, forever is not long.
Feeling your body against mine
Making steamy and meaningfully deep love
I can feel our souls start to intertwine
Even though we are of two different ages
Generations
We read the legend’s books
who knew how to love, unconditionally
and book marked their pages.
Feeling your hands rub the pain from my soul
I cuddle with you as you melt like ice
For our love is a power
That can be a very powerful and overwhelming device.
Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 12:54 AM UTC
The next poems
Will be shitposts
Because I'm on vacation
Sorry
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 2:22 PM UTC
Foggy memories
A dream or a nightmare?
Pain and stress...misery.
Whack...Whack!!!!
Give me the pills for the pain....
Hell, I'm a little quack!
I strike hard to make the ball a winning shot.
I sweat hard..giving life ..
all of the remaining strength that I've got.
Down the same old halls...every day.
A gallery of my life.
I smile at the visions.
For I've survived ....
I deserved a name plate...below the art
I survived over every hectic way.
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 10:03 AM UTC
I keep it close
A lucky time
Tracing its roots
None to find
I search to reasons
Why I love
It all circles back
It fits like a glove
Entranced by reason
I fall faded to the wind
Past lives may clue
None to know
Stuck like glue
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 10:38 PM UTC