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Yellow Flowers

You made me love yellow flowers
in the middle of July,
when everything was dying
because the ground was so dry.

You offered them to me
with the faintest smile on your face,
caressed the lemon petals
as you put them on display.

I looked at them quizzically,
questioning there presence.
You embraced me with laughter,
said they’re my essence.

You told me a short story
of blossoms and blooms,
and strength and survival,
in the midst of gloom.

And I fell in love with yellow flowers
because of the story you shared,
and I cherished their sunshine,
and the meaning they bared.

And then they were gone.

Along with you
and your stories and smile.

No laughter or embrace.
No petals or blooms,
sunshine or lemons.

The ground was dry
and cracked
and barren.

And I was alone,
with just a fading scent
and drifting memories.

You made me love yellow flowers,
then you took them away.

copyright 2017 rapsedeblu/'raps?de blü
Just a writer who needs to write.

Copyright © Rapsede Blu | Year Posted 2017



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Here and There

You’re here.

I can see the goodness of your café au  lait skin turning mocha in the sun.
I can smell the sweat over your right brow as it slides down your cheek, mixing with the morning’s aftershave.
I hear the velvet rhythm of your baritone when your words tap dance on my timpani reciting the days events.
And I bathe in the sensation of it all.
For I know you are there.
There where you want to be.
With her and her friends.
Embracing her. Groping her.
Feeling the heat of her across your lips.
Even as you sit here with me
I feel the angst in your body
as your bones and sinew pull towards her.
Aching to get there.
And I smile,
and I nod,
and I give a soft chuckle,
hoping that my subtle flirtations
will keep you here,
just a bit longer.
I kiss you,
praying I can warm you from the inside
just as she does.
But I know I can’t.
I know you will leave
and run to her,
leaving me here,
loving her there.

copyright 2016 rapsedeblu/'raps?de blü
Just a writer who needs to write.

Copyright © Rapsede Blu | Year Posted 2017


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