Elope, We Shall

Again, I fall for that wicked smile

Like a glimpse of sun

On a frigid winter morning.

Perchance your hands will warm my heart with

Elation as they grasp mine in the

Church of lust and no return to the

Island of insecurity from whence we came. I’ll

Abandon my life in a flash for a chance to have a future with you.

Mon Cheri

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Mon cheri,

It is you, j’adore

For your humor

And your caring heart.

It is you

And only you

Je t’aime

For the man

You have always been

You will become

You are.

It is you

And I love you for it.

NaPoWriMo 2013 Poem for the prompt of day 29.

I kept this one to give to my boyfriend on our 2 year anniversary.

I think he liked it šŸ˜‰

Asphyxiation Fixation

An ink scarred hand

Clutching my throat

With the slightest pressure

Causing my windpipes

To be silent

As the image of you

On top of me

Pinning me down

And leaving me without oxygen

Is forever engraved

In the deepest and most sacred

Cavities of my brain.

Brief Satisfaction

I’ll seduce you

With my words

That kiss your ear

And tickle you with pleasure…

Until you can’t get enough of me

And require instant gratification.

 

With no romance or bedside manners

We’ll go all night

‘Til the sun peaks through the shades

And wakes you.

 

Then you’ll walk out my front door

Only to be heard from once more

But never seen again.

 

Because you got what you came for-

Hip bones clashing

In the heat of the moment.

 

And I got what I wanted-

To be loved

No matter how briefly.

Who Am I Without You?

Walking through life unscathed by

Hell on earth

Only because of me

 

And what do I get in return?

Mute mutiny and abandonment of hope-

 

In this world of ours, I’m alone

 

With time moving on with a grudge

I look at you and reminisce on

Times where we were side by side

Holding onto hope with bare hands,

Only to find our fingertips burned-

Unusual casualties of falling in love

Together, on an island alone.

 

Yet here we stand with

One of us ready to move on, to live! At least

Until she feels regrettable reprieve.

Cloud 9

Paint your face like a Monet

Your cheeks blushing like pink roses

Whip up your hair like a chocolate souffle

Pinned to your head like a ballerina

Step into your heels like a limousine

With poise like an A-list celebrity

Let’s go dancing like a couple in love

I’ll treat you like the woman you deserve

Slip out of that dress like a new beginning

And we’ll go to sleep like we’re stuck in a dream.

You Make Me Feel

There’s nothing in our world

But you and I

And feelings

Of love

That we have for each other

Used as currency

Of happiness

For the way you claim

I make you feel with a smile

Of togetherness

Because nothing here matters

Except us

But that’s because this is your fantasy

You can’t see past

Your insecurities holding you back-

A home made jail cell

Your negativity

Repelling me from your needs and desires

Criticizing me for the person I’ve become

When you remain unchanged

But most of all

Secluding me

And creating a rift

The biggest feeling of which

Is one of

Not belonging.

The Unexpected

It is cold

Dreary damp and dark

Nothing to keep me company

But the absence of

Your smiles as a tickle touches your sides

Brought from unexpected fingers

Your eyes as they stare deeply into mine

Telling each other secrets of their own

Your hand grasping mine

A lifeline holding me next to you

Grounded in our world

Your laugh as it sings melodies into the air

A tune I would often long to hear

You. Only a memory

That I can’t hold on to

Beyond this journey

From life to… The unexpected.

 

You’re alive while I’m here.

 

You are lost to me

But I”ll be here

Waiting for you to join me.

 

Greet you with

All the joys we once shared.

 

You will find me

And we will

Never be lost again.

 

Indecisive Tango

In front of me

You stand

In black and white

A 50’s dream

With suit-clad arms by your side

Raising up

As if lifted by clouds

To rest on my generous hip

And outstretched hand

As the music begins.

 

Behind me

Stands my past

With magnified eyes

Waiting for me to get lost

In the distraction of music

And misstep

Landing a sharp-as-a-knife-heel

In the heart of your foot

So they can shout

I KNEW SHE WOULD HURT YOU!

 

But what’s behind you?

I can’t see

For the room is too dark

From the extinguishing sneers of my past

Reducing the fiery passion

Creating tension between your body

And my own.

 

But I want to know so badly

Regardless of how hard you try

To stand in my way

I’ll step to the right

And see your face

I’ll step to the left

And you’re there with me.

 

Hold me close until the song ends

Until then,

We’ll keep dancing

In time and rhythm

Side to side.

Romance (A Bedroom Story)

In Ā love,

Sames give

Gaining height.

 

Motionless

(Forgetful)

Yearn his glance here-

I’m timid

Under his firm eyes.

 

Newly unearthed, unclothed,

The first touch

Of my sleeping dreams

Woke fate.

 

So beautiful it made me weep

Vainly, I cried.

 

Lifting mountains

Creating valleys-

Joy!

He Praised the moon

As I sang with desire.

 

Joy.

Joy so pure

Twilight would rejoice

In our shadows.

 

Keen.

Keen beyond conceiving

Strictly

There he stood,

My dream.

 

Flesh was blood-

A mile uphill,

And I could only smile.

With a gasp.

 

Scorning

Made me move through his anger.

Motions:

Forward

Backward

Side by side.

 

Arms extended humbly

Between foe and friend,

Between the foolish and the wise,

Immeasurable impatience…

Hold me closer.

 

Flames

Caused my will to climb

naked, bare, hungry

shoulders pulled against the dark.

 

Sorrow:

Look,

You’re still a foe.

 

Let us join blood and flesh.

Imagination-

A drug…

Giving a heart,

A mind.

 

Though dull, you taste bright

Though bitter, you are sweet.

 

Truth-

I say-

Love his soul!

Love him whole.

 

http://www.napowrimo.net/Ā NaPoWriMo prompt for day 26. Erasure poetry inspired by E. E. Cummings’ poem “My Father Moved Through Dooms of Love” which can be found here:Ā http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15405.