Tugging on the strings of my heart

Inspired by "Stay Beautiful" by The Last Goodnight

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A poison apple

so sweet on the tongue

so juicy on the lips

is fatal once begun

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My dreams do entwine

images like these;

tempting and lush

entangling with ease.

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A yearning appetite

and a tender hand

caressing smooth skin

a meeting unplanned.

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Like a poison apple

so sweet on the tongue

so juicy on the lips

yet fatal once begun

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A taste of lust

as yearning eyes meet

concealed in secret

relished, so sweet.

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The writhing emotion

all senses alive.

A thirst unquenched.

A passion revived.

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So sweet on the tongue

so juicy on the lips

but fatal once begun

is a poison kiss

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6.03.12

Plastered on walls, written in books

objects you gave and photos we took.

Imprints on chairs, fingerprints and names

places we sat, laughed or played those games.

Sitting on tables or stuffed into draws

items cry out to me, to be seen and recalled.

Everything behind this solid door.

Everywhere from ceiling to floor.

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A captured smile, with staring eyes

popping out of the photo. Memories fly.

Your envelope full, of written love

evidence of our story, scribbled above.

The objects I find, imagining your face

when into my hands that gift did place.

Everything behind this solid door.

Everywhere from ceiling to floor.

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In this room, I live and I breathe

memories that you did graciously leave

with the sweet scent of our past

and intoxicating longing for us to last.

I’ll lay here thinking and pondering

of where your dear body is wondering

because there’s this special part

dedicated to you, inside my heart

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2.1.12

Fingers tighten on my skin

gripping with every move

wrapping around like tendrils

slithering strength to prove.

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Bonds lock around my legs

restraining my incessant jerks.

I’m tossing and turning

wondering where he lurks

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Why won’t he release?

Why won’t he let go?

I’m pleading with him now

pale faced and emotions aglow

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Sweat drips down my neck

hair is sticking to my face

my clothes, muddled and skewed

I look a total disgrace

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My eyes are red and sore

peering into his darkness

lips bleeding and chapped

shouting at my own mess

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Why won’t he release?

Why won’t he let go?

I’m pleading with him now

pale faced, emotions flow

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I’ve lain here long

within your darkness deep

Let me go free, Mr Night

Release me to sleep!

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3.1.12

Crevices open up beneath my feet

threatening to pull anything alive, beneath

Parched earth holding onto the final tendrils of life

The desert of broken hearts, full of strife

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Charred earth stretches on for miles

Thy tender land, by drought has been defiled

The sun has beaten down on you for day upon day

‘When will someone quench the thirst?’ I pray

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For years your parched heart laid bare

No body ever came and no one ever cared

but in the distance I see a deep cloud does arrive

Your heart begins to dance, the spark comes alive

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It is this day, every parched heart awaits

Not a minute too early, not a minute too late

Rain will pour into your every little crack and ditch

A lover’s soft touch, learning every curve and stitch

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At taste of the rain, you soak in the feeling

Tenderly embracing or lustfully keeling

Beneath the overwhelming rush of a refreshed heart

Raindrops dance on your skin, promising to never part

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Oh the drought of a heart unloved

Oh when a soul meets their beloved

This is the story of falling in love

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4.1.12

We rivers have all birthed

a tiny sparkling spring

headed towards the ocean

on life road journeying

Maneuvering rocky breeches,

tumbling through the rough,

and snaking easily by

when plenty is enough.

Sometimes we overflow

much reliance flowing in.

Other times running dry

empty and broken within.

Or maybe meander off course

a wayward life to choose

pondering here and there

energy and life to loose.

Some in lakes give up,

placcid, normal and sedate.

Others converge another

lost in the chaos of fate

Not me, I'll keeping going

even with rapids fast

I'll flow until the end

when I reach the sea at last!

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6.1.12

I heard the crackling,

smelt the burning scent,

late one starry night

intrigued at what it meant

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The flames lept up

sparks flew everywhere

but I stepped in near

watching my steps with care

Then I saw your face

silhouetted in the flames

on the other side

I screamed your name

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A long time now

have you and I

been pulled and kept apart,

I don't know why

We douse the flame

stamp out the timber

but the raging fire

we cannot hinder

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The world it seems

will keep us apart

but only in body

and not in our heart

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Our fingers reach out

touching through the flames

but only a moment

for the burns we retain.

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A blaze of friendship

or a fiery dividing wall

we're pushing on through

together our hearts won't fall

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7.1.12

I close my eyes and see

powerful, mighty and bright,

never leaving my side by day,

always watching my bed at night.

They have no feather wings

or a halo golden and round.

They're not even oh so loving

or so, at least, I've found.

Instead I'm in total awe

whenever they stand with me;

safely guarding and protecting

with weapons we cannot see.

These are my guardian angels

standing strong and sturdy.

They serve my faithful king

for only He is worthy!

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8.1.12

Terror surges inside me,

swallowing,

overtaking

everything I can see.

Pleading screams are withheld.

Pressure

building.

Outside, nothing beheld.

Tears are streaming down,

incessant,

unending,

in darkness never found

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1.03.12

What if the truth

is too hash to bear?

What if the truth

at your heart will tear?

What if the truth

should not be heard?

What if the truth

can never be cured?

But what if the lie

is the truth you want to hear,

that keeps you sane

protected from fear?

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2.03.12

A flash of the head

and I see the smile spread

past just your mouth

every inch is doused

your eyes go bright

stars in the chocolate night

spinning on your heels

displays how you feel

moving ever nearer

emotions ever clearer

sitting down next to me

'just who I wanted to see'

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3.03.12