I recall the way I touched your hand. I have not forgotten how you smell. I remember the way you looked at me. Together we tasted sweetness, and fell. Music reminds me of the times we shared. I don’t want to think about you. But I hope you are well. ~Just L (November 5, 2017) … Continue reading I Don’t Want To Think About You
love poetry
Armor is not Amore
The excitement of being ‘his’ faded when lights weren’t on him. In that space between stage-light and candlelight. This ate at me, but I couldn’t figure it out. Figured he, too, needed a safe retreat from the world. He was a typical friendly and popular figure. Atypically handsome, strong, and kind. He was the perfectly … Continue reading Armor is not Amore
Aches
He touched me in places I had avoided for most of my life. The scar on my belly — The muffin top with jelly — My too busy brain — So where I had once experienced pain now interestingly aches. ~Just L (October 16, 2017)
Our Union An Oeuvre
When I need the warmth of an embrace Cadence of words, sweet reassurance Your luscious mouth my wounds erase Blowing rhythmically lifting my stance Under moonlight sharing a dance Pressing the small of my back’s curve Inhaling your vetiver fragrance Our union an Oeuvre! ~Just L (A Ballade, October 9, 2017)
“All will be fine love”
Thank you for saying "All will be fine love"... When my world is burning down. In the middle of a hurricane, underwater. When I've fallen to the ground. Sometimes it's all I need to hear. And it means everything. ~Just L (September 12, 2017)
Not Bitter At All
I am delighted to find Exactly where my lips Tasted salty And you were sweet To me Where we laughed As the sea whipped our hair And these many months Have not changed your kindness Or how much I care I am thrilled to discover We are co-creators Of our fate On my tongue The … Continue reading Not Bitter At All
Satisfying Pangs of Nothingness
I saw you today. You accidentally (or was it) brushed up against me, As you stopped in your tracks and turned the other way. I watched the collision in slow motion. As if I were floating far above the fray; I couldn't smell you any longer, and had nothing to say. Remarkably it pays - … Continue reading Satisfying Pangs of Nothingness
The Best Is Surely Yet
I once climbed mountains for one who held my heart. Never grasping, 'Wait for someone to do their part.' Until I dared to be vulnerable, missing the trust fall. With a thud I realized it wasn't about me at all. Wandering for a time, I questioned the other's motive. At last I decided this was … Continue reading The Best Is Surely Yet
Fore!
The love didn't last For you Our time passed too fast For me I thought I was to your kind wise Formerly A fuck boy who thinks he's one of the good guys Forever ~Just L (August 8, 2017)
This Will Be In My Memoirs
With you, that day in the forest Was remarkable Thinking aloud, I went This will be in my memoirs Writing as I do Some nights are painful reminders Of something fleeting Penned on the page Where emotions were raw Because I never believed I would feel any other way Your voice's intonation Matched the sunset … Continue reading This Will Be In My Memoirs
Just L Poetry 