I promise to passionately kiss you when you have bad breath; Which may in fact be stronger proof of my love than “until death.” ~Just L (May 6, 2015) Published in the June 2015 Blender of Love Digest
Romantic Poetry
Being a hopeful romantic never leaves me hopeless.
On My Tiptoes
Can we start making lasting memories now? May we take all of our experiences and lessons, and invest them in this love? Do you also feel the wow? Can we leave what doesn’t serve us by the wayside? Dare we re-write all of the rules of what this is supposed to be? Can we? Will … Continue reading On My Tiptoes
Sofa
She still has a Pottery Barn Charleston from 1995 While he has a leather giant that eats you alive Sofa Neither has purchased new furniture Or talked about the future Sofa ~Just L (January 19, 2016) Published in the February 2016 Blender of Love Digest "A play on 'so far'" -- I like how little … Continue reading Sofa
Just Weight
Still, I sit. Perhaps for the first time. His gaze holds me. Steady, Not down. ~Just L (December 29, 2015) Published in the January 2016 Blender of Love Digest #abouthim
Hold On
Sometimes I linger a step behind only to wait for him to reach for my hand. ~Just L (February 17, 2016) Note: There is something incredibly intimate about holding hands. I am a sucker for the simple pleasures, such as holding hands, kissing, and other seemingly … Continue reading Hold On
Delicious Together
We are delicious together...
A Little Longer
Put your face close to my face. Hold me closer than usual. Touch your lips to my lips. Breathe sweet words in between soft kisses. Don't promise you'll be the best thing that ever happened to me. Simply stay put for a little longer than comfortable. ~Just L (November 15, 2015) Published in the December … Continue reading A Little Longer
Magnificence of an Accident
I want to use this line in a love poem... You are proof of the magnificence of an accident. There. You are. ~Just L (November 30, 2015)
Say Cheese
Romance and food: A classic relationship in an age old love story. Sometimes my poetry is cheesy. Saturday sunshine on our faces, and smiles that won't seem to wash away in spite of the Sunday rain. I don't know if it's sharing the food cart cheese sandwiches in the city park that has me grinning, … Continue reading Say Cheese
Been Around the Block
Watching him drive from the passenger side the scenery passed by as quickly as my age. I am not a young woman, and there was nothing elegant about traveling this particular stretch. My torso was casually twisted toward him as we engaged in breezy conversation. And then, a single thought abruptly captured me more effectively … Continue reading Been Around the Block
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