Poetry, Romantic, Thoughtful

i blindly follow

  you used to be my tender mornings  my twinkling nights, my shy, tentative kisses and rough foreplay turning into midnight. soaked, drenched sheets must remind you of me. my pretty smile must have drove you insane, but weren’t you to blame? leading me with your love i blindly follow, trust bound across my throat, tightly-gripped,… Continue reading i blindly follow

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Poetry, Romantic, Short Poem

In a state of bliss

The press of our lips leaves me in a state of bliss; rapture at the tip of my tongue, your wrongdoings and hesitancy can easily be remiss. right or wrong the truth may not matter in the face of your betrayal, yet I ponder, “Where was your mind–heavens-sent or kissed by hellfire– when you gave… Continue reading In a state of bliss

Poetry, Romantic, Short Poem, Thoughtful

Rigor Mortis

Haunting and whimsical the drooping state of rigor mortis has stolen the nectar from my flowers; leaving the bouquet in a state of prolonging misery. The numbing bite of melancholy; a poignant reminder of my idle neglect; A mature endeavor collapsed by mutual disrespect. Like a photo I hold dear, I will cherish the times where we were… Continue reading Rigor Mortis

Poetry, Romantic, Short Poem

A stolen moment of peace

As I gaze upon your clouded face, A beam of light feathers your cheek, Softening the furrows, the wrinkles, the blemishes. A gust of wind tickles a tendril of hair At the nape of your neck, Beckoning me to catch it between my fingers. As I bring the lock closer, The scent of your shampoo… Continue reading A stolen moment of peace

Poetry, Short Poem, Thoughtful

void-less

When our lips met, Instead of euphoria I felt more empty than ever conceivable. A hollowed-out husk, my mind wanders as my body remains in play. Detached as you conquer and caress, I cannot remember when I truly felt OK. Passion has become diluted, estrange as you demand for more. My misery is overcome by your… Continue reading void-less

Midnight thoughts, Poetry, Thoughtful

A Fallacy

It’s not love if you feel empty inside, unworthy, ugly, undeserving, ashamed, a myriad of dark emotions that causes depression. a strain to your mental health, anxiety, fear, self-hatred, pain, a dreaded, heavy darkness that surpasses the loving, the kisses, the hand holding, the cuddling, the manipulated, rushed declarations of love, the love letters, the… Continue reading A Fallacy

Midnight thoughts, Poetry, Thoughtful

I dream of a man–

I dream of a man shrouded by shadows; am I not a victim of desire, wanton for a man fashioned in nightmares? I am only mortal yet my choices tests my red blood sweetened by apples and poisoned by eyes led astray. I try to lead a life brightened by sun rays and happy, go-lucky… Continue reading I dream of a man–

Poetry, Romantic, Thoughtful

You smell of sunshine, even when there is rain

You smell of sunshine even when there is rain. I know our love will bloom– this love we share will never abide. To erase such a bond would be a sin– a smite on this world, a Plague’s dark hand suffocating as it promises revival. The taste of passion haunts me when you are away,… Continue reading You smell of sunshine, even when there is rain