Re-ject-ion
I can’t even type it whole
I’ve never said it out loud
I’ve whispered it
Like some people whisper the
word ***
But I’ll never be bold enough
to just say it
It’s the most heart wrenching
word ever created
It consumes my every thought
Yet I refuse to acknowledge it
exists
I prefer the words desired, accepted, loved.

I do not want this word Re-ject-ion

I hear you,
At times of silence,
Whispering in my world
And echoes murmur
Deep in my chest
Before they rest.
Evidence,
Of your presence
Strums my vocal cords
Sweet words,
A heritage
Of our love age
And nothing more
Than your shadow
At the door,
Dancing,
Singing,
A song we loved,
Sang, dreamed and slept.
Now alone to be left,
You are dead,
I didn't expect,
Had it happened?
Before we kissed,
Had I imagined?
Or had it been your scent!?

( Sonnet )*

How can my lips survive,
The wait of beamed kisses,
From your green, fey eyes,
Pinned, blind by the sun?
O like scarlet dipping into
Seas, your lips are setting
All the skies aflame in dusk
From them, my poor body
Suffering to explore yours,
Heavenly eyes, unearthly,
Bodies ****** lips to dream,
Merest, only dream. Pray
Tell me surest, sweetest lie,
How can my lips survive?