Sunset until daybreak
Mournful tears disperse
Grieving widow’s heartache
Rhyming woeful verse
Pencil topper lifted
Graphite scribbled prose
Candle holder shifted
Table's withered rose
Somewhere marvel science
Infant newly born
Crying pierces silence
Breaching early mourn
Joyful teardrops glisten
Mother’s newfound joy
Widow cannot listen
Whispers, “It’s a boy.”
Categories:
candle holder, birth, death, grief, heartbreak,
Form: Rhyme
Wicks of the romantic night sky,
is brightly ignited by the flame of romance.
Pearl white wax,filled into a antique crystal candle holder.
Set in the middle of a well prepared dinner.
Laid gingerly on a anxious wooden table.
The table overwhelmed by a romantic preparation.
Rose peddles and chocolate sprinkled on the bed.
When the rose peddles touched the bed,
the pillows blush their long eye lashes.
The sheets touched by romance.
I gaze at the time and fade in suspense.
I hear footsteps drawing close.
Keys jingle and tap dance.
As she entered a weight has fallen from me.
When she saw the arrangements she stood
speechless,awestruck.
We held each other nearly .
We held each other dearly.
She enchanted me with her bold
kisses filled with rapture,her
honey filled saliva I capture.
Arousing.
Erotic.
Sensual.
Seductive.
Heated fingertips .
Touching tender skin.
Embrace.
Draw close.
Fondling in ecstasy.
Gingerly guided strokes,
through strands of hair flamed
with romance. Heart beats in sync.
Suggestive eyes connect as I grab
her waist.
Categories:
candle holder, life, romance, uplifting, romantic,
Form: Free verse
Can’t you see what’s running down my face?
Are you going to tell me you don’t know what that means?
How can you blame me for being wary?
Can’t you see that I’m almost helpless?
I use to be tough as nails;
I can’t help how it is now.
Don’t leave me without any other options please;
I live with pain; I don’t care to inflect it too.
Like a silver candle holder you use to shine so bright;
Now the drippings and the tarnish;
Has dulled the sparkle and dimmed the fire.
And I’ve pleaded and petitioned but nothing changes.
You can’t possibly appreciate the extent of my commitment;
Are you hoping one day I won’t get up;
And I’ll end up an unfortunate victim of
Lost love; hidden by denial.
All I really ever did was love you more than;
Anyone else ever could or would.
And you don’t love me anymore;
So why don’t you quit slinging those poison arrows.
Categories:
candle holder, lost love, loveme, love,
Form: Free verse