Unbalanced

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There is bliss found in your open and welcoming arms.
It is possible this fairy tale is not a lie.
Time will tell, giving up your secrets, showing the truth.
The first crack in this loving picture makes an appearance.
Another blow delivered to the illusion of perfection in matrimony.
I’m tired of your strengthening love making me feel weak.
My building annoyance and your anger force a petty showdown.
Geez, here we go again, “another one bites the dust!”
Story of my life – first happy, then angry, now sad.
Time to pick up the pieces and find some balance.

 

Thanks for the inspiration, Von!

New Directions

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Inspired by Free Verse Revolution April Writing Prompt #3 – The Things Left Behind

Of all the things I left behind,
I miss the promises the most. You said…

… we’d have a future of unending kisses,
embraces, and stability.
You dangled sweetness
making it seem possible
there was nothing more to fear.

… I deserved all the loving gestures and smiles.
You had me bubbling with joy,
planning a future.
Committing to a lifetime
of being grounded.

… ours was the greatest connection.
You filled me with passion,
left me hungering for more,
always.
As if I could trust you.

… you would show me a love I’d
never had before.
I’d be safe.
I’d be calm
because it was real.

I was naive and young.
And I was wrong.
The ugliness which brought me here
finally revealed itself,
shattering those promises.

Now, I start over.

1995

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I come to you willingly
offering my being
watch as I flourish with you
healing myself and you
with our love

I melted into your arms
to flow freely
through your veins
emanating through your pores
to cover your essence with mine

Two, still separate
and unique,
blending and deciding
togetherness
was a better formula

We intertwined our lives
to nurture what was to come
a future filled with goodness
and pleasure
being strong as one

A Toast

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To all who choose the path of matrimony –

I know you want your dreams to come true, have your happiness magnified and gain comfort as a result. Let me be the first to say – hope you’ll be the first to achieve it.

So let me wish you a marriage as tumultuous as a 3 am trot to the bathroom – predictable and uneventful. And may you have a sex life as exciting as being the survivor of slasher movies – adrenaline surging and you come out on top.

Good luck, good love and let’s hope karma is bullshit.

Three Little Words

Don’t say

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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