Redux
who are you?
who are you really?
what you show, beauty
what you feel, ugly
where do you see this going?
where do you think?
when you laugh, it’s only all the right things
when you cry, in private
why do you hurt me?
why do you always hurt me?
how you act, pretentious
how i feel, awful
Redux
I never knew
how comfortable
I could feel in my skin
until I heard you
You’re like a muse
I feel like I belong
here
in this moment
with you
your voice
your music
your knowledge
How did I get so lucky
to have stumbled upon you
to finally feel more
to be me
Redux
let’s light up
be my flame
a hot warmth
scorch me with tenderness
burn me with excitement
dance for me
with teasing licks
rage inside me
extinguish me
but
don’t ever burn out
Originally posted 12/10/2018 on I Write Her.
Redux
comfort
a meaningful connection
allowing breathing space
skin on skin
eyes on eyes
schmooze with me
two voices speaking a common language
warm embrace that’ll linger
long past being intertwined as one
Originally posted November 8, 2018, on I Write Her.
on overcast days
echoing my sorrow
a return to the place
where we found sanctuary
would that speaking in whispers
be heard by you, my love
in hopes of solace
that perhaps it would ease my despair
in this vast emptiness without you
for you departed much too soon
life without your presence, lonely
emptiness now my constant companion
would that you returned here
discovering the utterances of my soul
clinging to the branches
waiting to be spoken to your heart
i want to know your depths
and openly expose mine
laying bare our souls
let’s share the qualities
of our essences
allowing them to intermingle
the invitation stands
do come inside
won’t you
#Whatdoyousee
Image credit – Phmaxiestevez @ Pixabay
who are you?
who are you really?
what you show, beauty
what you feel, ugly
where do you see this going?
where do you think?
when you laugh, it’s only all the right things
when you cry, in private
why do you hurt me?
why do you always hurt me?
how you act, pretentious
how i feel, awful
Pixabay.com
I never knew how comfortable I could feel in my skin until I heard you You’re like a muse I feel like I belong here in this moment with you your voice your music your knowledge How did I get so lucky to have stumbled upon you to finally feel more to be me
Pixabay.com
let’s light up
be my flame
a hot warmth
scorch me with tenderness
burn me with excitement
dance for me
with teasing licks
rage inside me
extinguish me
but
don’t ever burn out
comfort
a meaningful connection
allowing breathing space
skin on skin
eyes on eyes
schmooze with me
two voices speaking a common language
warm embrace that’ll linger
long past being intertwined as one
I Write Her 