Stroking, teasing, tasting, testing

Shoulder, neck, cheek, lips

Warm, hot, comfort, passion

Stretching, learning, wanting, begging

Bodies press, hands skim

opening, asking, clenching, taking

Need.

Moments of laughter
Switch to tears
Your voice drags a smile
From a soul bruised and weary
Your absence spilling a heart into disarray
Space is easily obtained
Uneasily understood
A torn palm against the divide.

i think i'm just sitting here because I'm loathe to go to bed. I'm exhausted. Physically and mentally. I've been running the emotional gauntlet as well, so even my heart is pretty darned tired ( Read more... )

I feel... empty. Sad. I hate this feeling. So much. I'm aching.

Time to Move On
Alone in the driver's seat, I watch the world pass me by
I'm running on empty, and there's nothing left to fill this tank of mine
No one to go to, to hold me, to help me cry.

You're gone, weren't who I thought you were
You're gone, didn't take you long to find her
I'm here, ( Read more... )

When your heart lives in two places, what do you do?

I know that the above line would fit into a poem really well.. I just can't get the rest of it to come together.   Which is frustrating.

Home, love, laughter, sorrow, pain, pleasure, joy, hate
I view the past, the present, the future from the middle of this sticky substance I call life.
It surrounds me.
It clings.
Can't shake it off.
Just can't even if I want to.
I scream, the strands smothering me
Laugh as they tickle my skin.
I review my life and remember...
Nights when I froze ( Read more... )

    The Power of One

It takes striking one match to start an inferno

One whisper to start a scream

One step to start a marathon

One frown to demonstrate disapproval

And only one smile to show support.

Remember the Power of One.
            

As I walk along the wooded path, the scents of fall surround me. The green of summer is passing, the trees are packing away their belongings in preparations for their deep sleep. Tucking away their tender appendages to protect their children from the icy winds to come. The animals are scurrying hither and yon, chattering loudly in a give and take ( Read more... )

Autumn Tag

Dots of red and yellow scamper across a span of green turning to brown, chasing and tumbling after each other in a light-hearted game of tag.
"Gotcha!"
"Nuh-uhh!"
"I got you first!"
They seem to say.
I stare out my window and watch them, these fleeting reminders of change.
Tomorrow they will be gone, blown away by an an errant gust of wind ( Read more... )

That I have posts missing. I'm missing several of my poems, and they would have been posted back in '04, early '05. "Fallen Angel" among them, which was my favorite. If anyone has it, would you please send to me??

Found 'em! And had some others sent to me by someone who had ones I hadn't posted. *YAY*