My trickle of hope Leans across the pillow Beside me Words fall from your eyes Soundless pleas Meaning everything Soothing heartache and pain Leaping into your soul Dancing in memories Of We Twisting together A Connection Withstanding sin Cradled in hands of gods An undying love Produces simple yearning Revealing trepidation Trust lost to one Leaving requests unfulfilled Fear rules and strips devotion In two Severing the bond One still holds true Tears trickle Across the pillow Hope flickers Then gone
Last night I posted what I called the "story/poem". Here is the 1st of these new little musings that came to me. I mentioned this one in the previous post. This one is certainly a happier post then the other. It's a good comparison of emotions. The first you saw a relationship ending... Quite painfully. In this one you see a relationship beginning... Maybe... I am not really sure myself. You tell me what you think you see.
Comments are always welcome.. I hope you enjoy watching me learn and grow as a writer. It's definitely been amazing for me. Scary too!
Titled: You and Me
I look up and see you as I cross the street.
Our eyes meet.
My breathe catches in my throat as recognition slams into me.
Quickening my pace, I navigate through the crowd to reach you.
I stop just out of arms reach, eyes wide.
Face to face with you for the first time.
“Is it really you?” I ask.
A slight smile forms on your lips.
Those lips...I have dreamed of those lips.
What would they feel like pressed to mine?
How would they taste?
Stepping forward, your hands cup my face, slowly your lips brush across mine with a gentle sweep.
Your forehead pressed to mine.
So tender and sweet, you whisper.
“Yes baby, it’s me.”
I rise to my toes, curl my arms around you and press my body to yours.
The world disappears.
I moan as your lips cover mine.
Relief and anticipation war inside me.
Finally…You’re here with me.
My whole body trembles against you and I revel in your taste and feel.
Let's call this an experiment in my poetry. This is the second short story/poem that's entered my head this week. I have not posted the first one. I don't know if I will. This one came out of me at the demand of my muse... He heard a song I was listening to while lingering in my head and this is what he whispered to me. (yes I know how crazy that sounds but some of you understand it.) Let me know what you think please... I am sure I could use the feedback.
Simply titled: I love you
“Do you believe me anymore when I tell you I love you?”
Your words hung suspended before my eyes, floating as though they had no need for a place to land.
If I had the power to erase them I would.
Quick as I can, I answer.
“Stop I don’t want to cry tonight…Dammit”
But it was too late. The minute you asked the question the lump that is now a constant presence in my throat broke free and the tears fell at will.
“I love you” I hear you say to me
Full of desperation and unable to quell my tears; agony spills forth coating the emptiness of my soul.
Moments tumble by and I finally manage a reply,
“I want to believe you…but your behavior tells me differently,”
Walking away you stop, turn and say,
“Fair enough, I've just got a lot of personal stuff going on… I let it get to me and keep me busy… I'm sorry I do that, anyway…Good night baby.”
I watch you go and stand there stunned in my puddle of tears. The pain so great I feel as though I will burst, then the anger comes… and finally I can breathe.
I run after you, grab your arm, turning you to me.
“That was the biggest bullshit statement you have ever fed me. You told me a long time ago that I would know when you didn’t want me anymore… Well I feel it! I see it!
It’s so obvious it’s embarrassing!”
We stand there in silence. Nothing else to say… you turn and walk away.
I don’t know why I hold on to this.
I keep waiting, I suppose, for things to change.
Will they?
I can easily fall back into my fantasy… Where, once again, you love me.
I’m stubborn just like you.
I won’t do what you so clearly are too weak to.
You told me before that one day I would leave you. That I would resent you for not giving me more…
But you see that is simply not true.
I won’t let you use that as an excuse. I refuse to make it so easy for you.
I don’t resent you and I haven’t left you.
My heart knows and loves you still…
The truth is you’ve already left me.
Your words hung suspended before my eyes, floating as though they had no need for a place to land.
“Do you believe me anymore when I tell you I love you?”
Whispering through tears streaking down my cheeks,
“No baby, I don’t… Because I know I’ve already lost you”
