love of my life?

he was the love of my life

but also the source of all my pain

because I could never have him

he was the far-flung star in the sky

that I could never reach and

the gem placed upon pedestals

that I could never live up to

red balloon

who would have thought

a red balloon could cause

such strife between siblings

but it did and we unleashed

our childish fury as we

both claimed the other

as the false storyteller

much to the chagrin of mom

who gave us a stern punishment

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #29 "balloon"

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feeling

what is this feeling

this nagging inside me?

I don’t want to be a whore

but being a good girl

all the time gets lonely

so I chat and flirt a lot

collecting conversations

like flowers in a garden

sometimes my arms

gets overloaded and

they fall by the wayside

but that’s how things are

everything is transient

even lust and love

we all know the path

to love  is a battlefield

littered with severed limbs

bleeding hearts and

unraveled intestines

that can’t go back in

I have felt its sting

and have been the cause

of such gruesome injuries

I ask where did I go wrong

and why the ones you really

like never come back

yet my hearts want to believe

the One is just around the corner

but I have been to too many

corners and left disappointed

the morning after

she never intended

to fall into this

but his net caught her

like a fisherman

capturing a mermaid

he was not looking

only wanted to connect

to fill the void that was

eating away his spirit

leaving him so cold

slowly with seductive words

and soft electric touches

the hot desire drew them

into warm embraces and

midnight honey kisses

at early sunrise

they found themselves

in unfamiliar territory

knowing the clock

could not be turned back

as good as dead

I was as good as dead

when he walked into the room that night

he took the breath out of my lungs

and all good reason escaped my brain

he was the light to my yearning flame

and the guiding star to my doom

Inspired by Writers Digest Poetic Asides Prompt #388

He

he has awaken feelings deep inside 

that I thought were long dead

whether it’s love or lust 

I really do not care 

for he tastes like spring rain

and smells like summer sun

making my body hum to 

the beat of his drumming heart

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #28 "spring"

glass walls

he was drawn to me
like a moth to a flame
pressing against walls 
that I built long ago
now threatening to

come tumbling down 

he spoke poetic words

in a seductive voice
about my caramel skin
warm as a Carolina sun
lips sweet like mangos
from the Caribbean 

and my core wanted it –

to touch his inner flame

and feel alive again 
but my hesitant heart

still held onto memories

of broken promises 

my mind questioned

whether this was all real

or was it all a dream

that won’t last the night

and will diminish

into dust at sunrise 

I pressed against the glass
wanting to shatter it
into a million pieces 
yet I still wanted its

protection it had given

me all these years

Vibrant pink lotus flower.

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from darkness

she rose above

the grave she

buried herself in

when she lost her way

breaking through 

the dirt she breathed 

in the free air

the dawn greeted

her eyes to the light

she had forsaken

more beautiful now

she walked towards

the sun waiting for her

with welcoming arms

rivers beckoning her

to remove the grime and

reveal her internal light

once again

soon it will be May

the month of waking

the flowers will bloom

from the April rains

I will find your eyes

looking into mine

and just like before

you will steal my heart

I will forget all of

old broken promises

and cold lonely nights

of I spent in winter pasts

I will try not to think

about how you will

eventually leave me

when the autumn leaves

begin to turn and fall