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Memories fading
Did we ever exist?
I thought we had it all
But hope is lost
In a broken world
Where you and I ran free
To be anything
Our minds could imagine
Now we’re all grown up
And I don’t recognize you anymore
Earth, Stars, the canvas, brushed
Each being a thread in its tapestry
Illuminating verses in history’s ode
Soul; Debate of old, Mortal’s kin
Far fonder than a blissful reverie,
Aura of vibrant, pure wonder,
Scents of nature divine
Soft sighs torn from slicked lips.
Watching, waiting,
Tempted, taken,
Anticipation building and threatening
To take over.
Through the windowpane she sees
Two as one.
Needing to write herself in the story,
Not yet done.
It’s where I keep the kitchen sink
Contrary to popular demand
It’s also where I keep the sewing kit and the first aid box, close at hand
It’s where I keep the pots and pans
And the dust
Oh how it multiplies without the intervention of the brush
It’s where I keep the plush toy, bought with your last pound
With the words I love you, stitched across the chest
In blue
We sat in the warm beach sand
Basking in the sun
I sat between your legs
My back pressed against your chest
Your fingers caressed my leg lovingly
And you spoke softly in my ear
I turn to look you in the eyes
As you whisper adoringly, words of love
Our eyes meet in heady passion
And your hand goes to my neck
Bringing me in for a breathtaking kiss
That leaves my toes curling in the sand
We end the kiss with a small laugh
And you smile, dimples gracing your cheeks
I run my hand through your hair
Loving the way you lean into my touch
The summer days were long.
The splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.
Beckon us to the sea.
The heat of hot days.
Thaw our cold hearts.
The beauty of Monterey coastline.
Purify the sadness and losses of living.
I remember you.
Waiting for me on the sand.
You called me the laughing Poet.
A fugitive and faithful friend.
You were my sanctuary and imperfect Angel.
Your blue eyes would watch the waves dance on the shore for hours.
Allowing the Pacific Ocean to erode layers of disappointment away.
You’re the poison running through my veins
You are the reason for all my pains
I have one taste and I just want more
I turn around and shut the door
It doesn’t matter who gets tricked
As long as you are my next fix!
There’s a little angel sleeping,
In the clouds up above,
When I think of her soft, sweet face,
My heart so fills with love.
A little light glows brightly, still,
Nestled within her heart,
It’s fueled by all our memories,
Kindled right from the start.
Thoughts Flowing Like Water down your back
I want to kiss your neck with shivers
Tightly held, putting you down as you rub my 6pack
Biting your lips as your eyes cross mine and lock
Tongue rubbing down your spine slowly down your thighs
Kissing your feet, fingers scratching down our backs
