#offerings
Because She Craved the Very Best
by Michael R. Burch
Because she craved the very best,
he took her East, he took her West;
he took her where there were no wars
and brought her bright bouquets of stars,
the blush and fragrances of roses,
the hush an evening sky imposes,
moonbeams pale and garlands rare,
and golden combs to match her hair,
a nightingale to sing all night,
white wings, to let her soul take flight ...
She stabbed him with a poisoned sting
and as he lay there dying,
she screamed, "I wanted everything!"
and started crying.
Keywords/Tags: Female, lover, crave, best, gifts, presents, offerings, unsatisfied, demanding, tears, betrayal, backstabbing
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 11:32 PM UTC
I fell head over heels in love with my comely neighbor Bernadette
Without ever seeking consent of the noble soul,just think of it!
All those long passionate,purple prose crafted, burning midnight oil
My offerings for her,reposed in my imagination,till they withered!
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 1:57 AM UTC
I bring all that I have
I bring all that I am
I bring all that I hoped that I'd ever be
And I place it
On the alter
At your feet
I give all that I can
I give all that I own
I give all that I hoped that I'd ever have
And I give you
All my worries
My hopes and despairs
Because all that I am is yours!
All that I have is yours!
All that I am is yours
Forever I will be yours!
Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 11:41 PM UTC
If you are a rainbow,
show the world all of your colors,
not just one of them
for your entire lifetime,
when you have so much more to offer.
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
Worship is fingers
Awry offering baskets
And ventures 'morrow.
Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 9:37 PM UTC
Green as clovers,
his eyes make me feel as if I'm his lucky star.
With an embrace stronger than any ocean current, he holds tight to our dreams.
Stronger than Atlas, he carries the weight of both our fears.
My love for him rivals every god in the heavens;
the perfect offering for Aphrodite.
He makes my cold heart burn with desire.
He is my person and no one else's.
Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 6:53 PM UTC
nomad
hungry ghost
trembling hands
outstretched
forever seeking
that which does not
sustain
alms
for the golden
empty bowl
offerings laid
on the morning altar
until there is
no barrier
only
giver and receiver
giving and receiving
adjoined
without end
that which circles
becomes eternal
all is but illusion
we remain
unbound
released from suffering
what was fractured
in wholeness
will be found.
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 11:30 AM UTC