She thinks I am in love with you I don’t know what she sees Everything I do and dare My glossy lips and bedhead hair How I walk on air? I don’t know what she hears An old tape (in her head) stuck on play International spies and hearsay Listening to us sip cabernet? I … Continue reading She thinks I am in love with you
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The Poetry Between Us
I appreciate you each new day. You are simple, natural, waking up still sleepy. You are my sweet dream in your own way. I had this epiphany. I cherish the lilt in your voice. It is finer than a symphony. I find sleeping in tangled sheets deeply affects my ability to entwine our bare feet. And, … Continue reading The Poetry Between Us
Not One Love But Two
She read of love and soul connections Wished upon stars in faraway galaxies Seeking the place she belonged Immersed herself in volumes of self-discovery Practiced what the ancients preached And gave herself freely but not frivolously She flew across oceans and continents Embraced culture and ingested local delights She courageously fought personal wars Sat on … Continue reading Not One Love But Two
How do you wish to be kissed?
If you know anything about me. You know I have an affinity for kissing poetry. What better way to do research than to sample a few? I announced my intention, and they lined up on cue. The first bit and was too aggressive. The second had the softest lips. Next was the darting tongue. No … Continue reading How do you wish to be kissed?
It All Makes Sense
Sight Downy fine hair on my shoulders The indented crease down your spine Crooked pinky finger I smashed in a door How your face twists when you say “It’s fine.” Sound I live and breathe with words However clever, dating by text fizzles The sound of your climax I imagine Your voice’s intonation sizzles Smell … Continue reading It All Makes Sense
Breathe, Kiss, Quave
Staring into your deep, dark eyes, I’m distracted by your full lips. Your mouth I want. Your taste I crave. Magnetic attraction closes the distance between our hips. Tongues in agreement. Breathe, kiss, quave. ~Just L (May 5, 2018)
Feeling Our Way Home
After this much time has passed, we are unsure our love will last. Your words I hardly recognize, whereas our eyes once mesmerized. Your touch feels automatic, unfamiliar. Our hearts separated by an impenetrable glacier. Your face is far from my outstretched hand; exploring your body as a strange land. Perhaps we need a map … Continue reading Feeling Our Way Home
NAPOWRIMO Day 28: Postcard to My Love from the Train
NAPOWRIMO Day 28: Postcard to My Love from the Train I am on the train now, my Love. I already miss how your neck smells. The way you look at me and whisper, "You are mine." Your laugh thrills. I forgot my book. I have only the memories of our time together to keep me. … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 28: Postcard to My Love from the Train
NAPOWRIMO Day 27: Here Kitty Kitty
NAPOWRIMO Day 27: Here Kitty Kitty... Oh how I love thee at my feet, Shadow You are my faithful companion Watchful, finicky, lovable I love thee quiet self-assurance Mysterious and fierce, yet playful I love you freely, as the world is at war I love thee purely when you purr We, creatures with independent spirits … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 27: Here Kitty Kitty
NAPOWRIMO Day 26: Tile Park PV: A Celebration of Puerto Vallarta’s 100th Birthday
NAPOWRIMO Day 26: Tile Park PV: A Celebration of Puerto Vallarta’s 100th Birthday At first I feel a little nervous and sweaty It’s 83 degrees in April and the morning air is perspiring, too I take a gulp of latte with my pineapple pastry Common props for this not morning girl Wishing now I had … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 26: Tile Park PV: A Celebration of Puerto Vallarta’s 100th Birthday
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