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Coffee and REM
the buzz of voices
your eyes meet mine in
silent conversation
the smile that hovers on your lips
engaging in conspiracy
your fingers find my stockinged thigh
my blush and pulse
climb
as your hand does
unspoken wishes, flash
fire in eyes
leaning in
a whispered phrase
my breath catches
hooked deep
wrecked
aching
for the taste of coffee
and your lips
:
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Do Not Miss This Awesome Tribute To A Writer’s Mentor!!
It would make you angry
my not writing
just because
you are gone.
You were the one
who so often
encouraged me
inspired me
pushed me
roused me
applauded me.
You who were the one
who always
expected more
who insisted
‘you are a better writer
than you believe’.
Even on different paths
in recent years
your first question
‘what are you writing?’
your firmest advice
‘write about everything’.
It would make you angry
my not writing
just because
you are gone.
You would not see
my sorrow
at your passing
as a worthy excuse.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
I wrote this year last year on the death of a close friend and mentor. Almost on the anniversary I learnt a few days ago of the passing of another friend, not nearly so close, but a friendship that goes back to our teens. A sense…
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Footprints in the snow Leading me back to your love And your protection
Source: Daily Haiku – Sat. February 2, 2019 – Poetry For Healing
My mind and body are looking for solace. I lie on those crisp white sheets. My mind drifts to thoughts of you and I smile.
You are never far from my thoughts. Your whispers of love on the phone are reassuring but little compensation for the touch of your lips.
I look at the stars through the bedroom window. I try to picture you across the miles.
I close my eyes. Your face drifts into view. I smell your skin and feel your fingertips on my cheek.
As sleep carries me away, I feel your lips on my brow and your whispered “goodnight love”.
Spiritual Moments in the Human Experience
Source: Soul Gatherings | Spiritual Moments in the Human Experience
“A dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work. “Colin Powell Thanks for that Spidey. I’ve been doing a lot of dreaming over the …
Source: Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 207 | But I Smile Anyway…
The Reluctant Poet 