It was desire
led me here
buried me alive
Lust borrowed
from loneliness
his heart a tomb
Flesh from flesh
can be extracted
psyche requires exorcism.
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Category: Love
Players
Love as escapade
fails to gain respect
We crave commitment
have long term dreams
but negative encounters
shatter perspectives
so we take empty risks
settle for fleeting thrills.
(Image my own)
Summer Love
Waves lap in rhythm with my heart
midnight sky bewitches, stars sing,
hand-in-hand our spirits soar
pulses dancing to the seduction
of love’s enchantment –
Tonight the ambiance possesses us
tonight boundaries have no hold
we are moon-crazed innocence
warmed by mysterious stirrings
sand shifting beneath naked soles.
(For Eugi’s Causerie Weekly challenge: bewitched. Image my own.)
Gods and Demons
My fairy-tale-heart
dreamt of an Adonis
but his countenance
outshone my dull
Found instead
a Demogorgon
divide my time
between up and down
Like Persephone
I negotiate demonic
Hades darkness
enough for me.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson – this one edited. Image mine.)
Heart Math
One (me) plus one (you)
equals two (a couple)
So why is it that division
makes me feel less than whole
And subtraction (we minus you)
renders me an integer
And how, in this state of sub zero
do I solve for y?
(For Reena’s Exploration challenge: prompt here. Image my own.)
Still, I Dream of You
Bound to this saudade –
the agony of knowing
I let you go, rejected
a love so pure –
the road has been long
pitted with heartache
you, my greatest regret.
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image my own.)
Love Lessons
Had a weird sort of lexicon
the man who professed
to be my dad –
Clamped in his chokehold
he’d demand words of devotion
Became inured to this dichotomy –
spent a lifetime searching for love –
Just the right balance of cruelty and kind.
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Sketch mine.)
I Am Beast
These barriers –
iced over sentiments
barbed-wire wounds –
How do we reconcile
when questions
resist answers?
What remains
to be solved?
I retreat into misery
Should never have allowed
heart to even hope –
Belle, you torture me so.
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Un-captivated
Bridging was his MO
caught me post divorce
when needs were slippery
Sapped my spirit
drained my love, then
latched onto new youth –
Most liberating gift
he ever gave me.
(Image from personal collection)
Soulmates
Don’t believe in soulmates
just soul power – the ability
of human yearning to actuate
love’s potential –
Of course, I’m far from a rookie
bear the scars of infatuation’s
fallout, prefer kindness
and respect to romantic fluff.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Image my own.)
One Woman's Quest 