Day: August 20, 2020

There are random moments… when I feel a wavelike rush of joy

~ thereluctantpoet

Purplerays

“There are random moments – tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seams flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window and looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from one of my children’s rooms – when I feel a wavelike rush of joy. This is my true religion: arbitrary moments of of nearly painful happiness for a life I feel privileged to lead.”
Elizabeth Berg -The Art of Mending

James Jebusa Shannon – The Purple Stocking.

Text and image source: Ravenous Butterflies https://www.facebook.com/120492754734710/posts/3195240727259882/

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The Hunger

~ thereluctantpoet

Sarah Doughty

“I felt the hunger that crawled
beneath your skin like a fever.
And darling, I wanted you too.”

I saw the look in your eyes, locked with mine, as if you were a lion stalking your prey. And maybe that’s what you were doing. I could feel the hunger that crawled beneath your skin like a fever. I could feel it radiating off you like the beating of a drum. My heart responded instantly. Quickening its pace in anticipation of you. My body awakened from its slumber in the next instant. In that moment, all I wanted was you.

And those eyes. Those eyes of yours. They saw right through me. They read my soul like it was an open book. Somehow, I didn’t mind, because it meant I could read yours too.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

Those haunting eyes of yours
were burned into my memory.

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Secret Sonnet

~ thereluctantpoet

Secret Thoughts Within

I know when she’s near, your mind is a blur,
She holds the one key to your heart’s desires.
But knowing this truth will still not deter,
For you, my long aching soul never tires.
Stop Babe! Oh don’t give your kind heart away!
Know I’d be your sweet love in one second.
From yourmasculineside I’d never stray,
Even if a man with pure blood beckoned.
The tragedy is you just call me ‘friend’.
It’s not my fair heart that sets yours ablaze.
I’m not sure how long I can play pretend,
Life without you drifts in a cold dark haze.
But if you change your mind, please make it clear.
Just tell me “Yes” and I’ll love without fear.

This has been a labour of creative love and I may never do it again for the amount of time and energy it took 😅. I am…

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noT thE kiSs

~ thereluctantpoet

Valorous Bird

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com

Not The Kiss

I don’t want to kiss you now
I want to steal your stare
I want to see the world in your eyes
and drown in that atmosphere

I don’t want to kiss you now
I want to watch your lips
speaking about life and love
and many more pleasing things

I don’t want to kiss you now
I want to liberate in your presence
inhale the aroma of your calm soul
and soak in my favourite fragrance

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