I. "Where are you bb?" Your very first words. At the end of the night your angel had flown away like a bird. "I'm here why did you go... without saying good bye?" Drunk on martinis and moonlight, I didn't recall why! You'd already fallen for me. And, for you, I fell from the sky. … Continue reading Musings, Moonlight and Martinis
Romantic Poetry
Being a hopeful romantic never leaves me hopeless.
So We Were
Three friends spoke of their expertise on relationships: "I have been single a long time..." proclaimed one. "I am the queen of broken hearts," claimed another. "I am in love with love!" said I. And, so we were. ~Just L (March 11, 2017)
A Storm Rises
A storm rises From the raging sea; Are they aware of the crackling in the air, Or are they only aware of the electricity between them? Waves crash against the sand, But they do not drown; In water. ~Just L (March 2, 2017)
Is this what love is made of or does this seem absurd?
Strolling along without a care in the world. Flowers dance and leaves unfurl. Sun on the face and breeze at the back. Heart full, there is no lack. It could have happened anywhere. The taste of anticipation in the air. Seduced by confident silence, and the scent of cloves. Enjoying entwined hands and toes. Eyes … Continue reading Is this what love is made of or does this seem absurd?
World At Her Feet
She had traveled the world many times over. And in that one moment she realized he brought the entire world to her. ~Just L (February 27, 2017)
Jamaican Dreams
There is a place by the westward sea -- salty sweet. Reggae jazz floods the sidewalk. One Rasta man and an empress -- eyes meet. Where the darkest night met the light. And, a new day began. -Just L (February 25, 2017)
Poof
Valentine’s Day is fast approaching and someone special asked me to make plans to go to the coast. I welcome the forethought as last Valentine’s Day was disastrous. After being exclusive with someone for 15 months I was ghosted (on Valentine's Day which I spent in urgent care). We fell madly in love with each … Continue reading Poof
Ruinous
There was something glorious, contagious, and ruinous about it that thrilled us both. Then he ruined it. ~Just L (January 9, 2017)
My Two Cents
No one foresaw it would feel this way, during its nascence -- The headiness of my hand in his and our mingled scents. That this sensation would remain long since. So much so it permeates my dreams as cense. It makes no sense. ~Just L (January 9, 2017)
Her Past Becomes An Anecdote
She knows in her heart how many times she gave too much or settled for less. She notices this gentleman never fails to do the small kindnesses like open doors and help her with her luggage and coat. Tells her she's as cute as a button in the morning; refills her coffee leaning in for a … Continue reading Her Past Becomes An Anecdote
Just L Poetry 