Reblogs – A Faded Romantic’s Notebook & Michelle Ayon Navajas

Once in a while, a special relationship comes along that has us firing on all cylinders, and feeling an implosion may be imminent. They are hard to ignore, hard to forget, and will occupy our minds for years to come. And if we’re lucky, will last a lifetime.

Germination by A Faded Romantic’s Notebook

Once that dark

decadent

dangerous

but oh so delicious

seed

has been planted

in her fertile

creative

intelligent

imagination

it cannot help

but grow.

I Thought We Lost It by Michelle Ayon Navajas

i thought we lost it

that with which why we love

the most together

the endless conversations

the pointless arguments

the nonsense “sense of humor”

i thought we lost

who wouldn’t?

time and distance

made us strangers

life changes and perspectives

made us different people

or so i thought

i thought we really lost it

i really thought so, that

there wouldn’t be stories to tell

there wouldn’t be crazy theories to argue

there wouldn’t be silly jokes to laugh with

i thought we really really lost it

but i was wrong

for no amount

of time

or distance

can break

that crazy bond

that crazy connection

we have,

only for each other

Three Little Words

Redux

Don’t say

Untitled

but rather…

soothe an ache
hold my hand
watch me sleep
rub my back
make me laugh
be with me
talk to me
play with me
dry my tears
keep me warm
listen to me
don’t be arrogant
kiss my lips
really know me
get me soup
touch without expectation
ease my sorrow
hug my soul
cry with me
dance with me
please be vulnerable
make eye contact
forgive my failings
care for yourself
sex me right
cook us dinner
walk with me
don’t lie, ever
read to me
hold me close
silence my demons
reach into me
never leave me

Originally posted on 9/25/2018, I Write Her.

Sweet Promises

a lover’s first kiss
hopes envelop connection
such moist excellence

Waiting

Redux

damn plane, late again
waiting for my love, again
it’s been long enough

Originally published September 21, 2018, on I Write Her.

Steadfast

Redux

There’s comfort as I bathe in your loyalty.
I can count on your faithfulness to the script we are writing.
This love story of commitment and devotion is like none other.
I adore your dedication to our cause.
I can depend on you, my reliable partner.
You’ve been steady, for the most part.
True to me, for the most part.
A constant when the world wasn’t.
My staunch champion, solidly there for me.
I think you can be trusted.

Originally published 9/18/2018 on I Write Her.

Reblogs – Penny Wilson & Charles Robert Lindholm and Angelique Rose

Great love can bring out the best and the worse in us…

When I Dream by Penny Wilson & Charles Robert Lindholm

When 
I Dream 
It’s About You 
always has been just 
You  
 
No 
other person 
could ever be 
my one and only  
Love 

I Became a Person That I Didn’t Recognize by Angelique Rose

I walked through golden lit coals without falter 

.

.

I burned through the walls of poison ivy without a scratch 

.

.

Even being stoned and beaten without release 
Was not a match 

.

.

My shoulders straight back 
My chin never defeated 

.

.

I trekked through this life with my head held high
My conscience pure 
I had all I needed

.

.

But yesterday 
Your fingers slowly released mine 

.

.

What was once interlaced 
And intertwined 

.

.

Was now empty and free 
Our love
No longer clandestine

.

.

I felt my legs weak 
My hands fumbled 
My speech so lost 
I stumbled 

.

.

Without the support of your grasp
I lost the ground beneath me 
I lost the sky above me 
Everything I thought I needed 
I couldn’t see 

.

.

Across the golden lit coals 
I cried 
Crawled 
Despised 

.

.

I became a person 
That I did not recognize 

Reblogs – DoRee MelNic & Ramblings of a Fragile Mind

It’s not the thing that is romantic or just filled with sexual tension; it’s when our bodies, minds, and instincts agree—there’s something substantive and wonderful there. It’s worth pursuing and preserving.

Struck by Ramblings of a Fragile Mind

All
my
life

I’ve
waited
for this

The
feeling
of certainty

That
thunderbolt
kiss

Suspended by DoRee MelNic

I woke up still feeling the touch

That visited in my dreams

Delicate and flirty

Intentional and every bit a surprise

I shifted and

Closed my eyes

Do Over

Redux

I
wish I
could go back.
Fix what I did.
I’d unbreak your heart, make it whole again.

Originally published 9/4/2018 on I Write Her.

Her Heart

in searching for comfort
found was a warm blanket of love
wrapping around my heart

an offering of safety and security
halting all the fears
at the door of our home

our intense passion flowed both ways
gifting each other expressions of nourishment
and declarations of love with our minds and bodies

then…

the roaring waves became still
more like the ebb of ripples in a pond
lapping up against me

and like carved sand on a shoreline
the deep impressions left behind
slowly washed away

leaving only one set of footprints

Reblogs – Michelle Ayon Navajas & Ramblings of a Fragile Mind

Sometimes it all just gets to be too much…

Here we go again by Michelle Ayon Navajas

here we are again challenged to confront
the things that we long wish to forget
the obstacles we struggle to get over
the pains we never get to surrender.

here we are again in a world of never-ending
regrets to what was supposed to be a beginning
regrets to what could have been’s instead
if we weren’t dumb and stupid.

here we are again in a cycle of wondering
will we ever get to the end of our suffering
will we ever get to give up
just love forever and never stop?

The Railway Line by Ramblings of a Fragile Mind

I
shouldn’t
need to
tell you
again

You
must
already
know

I
don’t
want to
be here
anymore

Please
just
let me
go