All of his life, ladies have voiced the same complaint to Lonely Author, “you never get jealous.” Well, I think it is a good time to set the record straight.
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I am jealous of the space between us
Of the moonlight that kisses your cheek
I long to be the bra that supports you
The killer heels that adorn your feet
I envy the alarm clock that wakes you
I need to inspire your morning smile
TODAY, I am jealous of all the tomorrows
Where I kiss you and make you mine
.
Never under estimate
the voltage of affection
Revitalized
Never fear the force
of precious sentiments
Rejuvenated
Never be afraid
of the overwhelming tears
Reborn
Never neglect the seeds
of devotion
Reinvigorated
Never ignore the moments
that you once embraced
Reclaim
Never give up on love
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Please come and enjoy this wistful, wonderful and romantic poem – A SMILE WITH MEMORY
I smile…And smile
When the smell of memories
left behind the lane
Cuddles me often
With a breeze🍁
The pinch of mist
In them makes me
To listen to my inner self
And to enjoy it..🌸
There lies a magic in them;
In the happiness
Of those deep memories💫
And the love and light
In them,
Shines each day
Within the soul.❣
And I live in them
When am not living
The moment..❤
Like a walk with wind
Or a dance in rain..
I recide with them..
In the melting memories
Within me..😇
And then the smile
Stays within me..
Making me to
Love them more..💖
–peeli❤
Please come and read Tosha’s powerful and insightful poem – PARADOXICALLY IS SUCH A FINE WORD!
I’ve been besotted with chocolate.
I’ve been confused
by broccoli.
I’ve been stung by hornets,
but still I stirred the nest.
I’ve tripped over my mangled
spirit walking the narrow way.
I’ve prayed with fervor.
I’ve sinned with grace.
I’ve courted darkness.
I’ve loved the light.
I’ve questioned the sun.
Its answers reflected back
in the hourglass.
I’ve remembered to thank the academy of monotony:
laundry, vacuuming, dusting.
I’ve had it all: the sky, the finicky moon, the unfolded map.
I’ve got lost in a roundabout,
trying to navigate my mind.
I’ve lived well in unsettled hues.
I’ve been Saturday, Sunday,
and Monday.
I’ve tasted ash, eaten roses,
demanded a life of flames.
I’ve been a lunatic and lover.
I’ve been the Patron Saint
offering my protection.
I’ve been Judas,
freely spending the silver.
I’ve nearly drowned in the past’s harsh syllables.
I’ve held a grudge.
I’ve forgiven.
I’ve found…
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Words spilling out. My fingers can’t keep up with the thoughts in my head.
The scenes unfold behind my eyes. The screen disappears. The keyboard, gone.
I’m immersed in this world, self-created.
In my world, anything can happen and sometime does.
In this imaginary world my fantasies bleed, cry, kill and give life. They lust, love and hate.
All this is done with a key stroke, at my whim.
This is my drug of choice.
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The Reluctant Poet 