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Burden

We used to pick each other up

Elevate each other to different dimensions

Fighting the good fight

The dream team

You looked into my eyes with purpose

And we told each other how lucky we were to have found one another

The way I feel hasn’t wavered

Pretty sure I’d stay all day, all night

You are my best friend

I trust you with my life

My heart is heavy

I can feel we’re both lost

I just want you to reach out for my hand

And we’ll go wandering into the dark night together

You sob is so bittersweet

It’s the first time I have felt you feel rawly in months

But my heart aches hearing you choke up

And apologise

I realise

You’re just as exhausted as me

You just have a better poker face

You play a good game

I almost bought into your bluff

You’re drained and tired of being the only one leaned on

Like me, the weight on your shoulders has started to ache

The responsibility starts to lacerate

No quiet

Not one second to breathe

Feel like you could burst

With nothing to appease

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Finding sanctuary

His squinty, smiling eyes

trace the shape of her rouged mouth

As his lips curl up

she leans in closer

Pressing her head against his chest

He runs his fingers through her hair

which washes over her

Like the tide over golden sands

This is her haven

A little piece of paradise

Within her local hell

Communicating

through a shared silence

and telling facial expressions

It feels like a bubble

Muting the outside chaos

That has been boiling up

This company

Halts the disorder

Putting it on a simmer

As his hands run up

along her side

She feels every word

He’s never said

Stroked on her skin

How he paints on this glow

With nothing more than a smile

She’ll never know

Anchored

Like a child with a balloon

I’ve reached out more times than you know

As we’ve felt the wind pushing us apart

I’ve held my breath

Anxious and scared

When I’m at the peak

And start to feel everything tumble

Just being close to you

One breath on my neck

Hand on my leg

Clasp of my hand

And I’m grounded

The safest place is by your side

When you lay next to me

Holding my hand as we drift off

I never want to let go

Art

I feel your hot breath

As we lock eyes

Our bodies touch

Feeling hypnotised

Hands clasped

You pull me close

Feeling almost

Comatose

Skin tingles

Pounding hearts

Chest to chest

The tension starts

Lips brush your neck

Body pulsating

Trying to fight

Titillation radiating

We tremble

Gasp for air

Palpitate

Scream and swear

Intense and intimate

As tender as ever

Falling into your arms

Wherever, whenever

Thighs quiver

Arms shake

Sweat drips

We both ache

Expiring

Before a last embrace

Heads spinning

All over the place

Shared sweet nothings

As we part

Catching our breathe

Following this euphoric art

The darkest place

You don’t think you were made for this world

You hope to escape

Maybe run away to another place

You feel like a burden

One that just needs to be lifted

So you never have to worry again

You want to be so selfish

But thinking of the hurt you would cause stops you every time

You like to imagine that no one would notice if you were gone

But it would just cause a domino effect

You’re ridden with guilt

Every stolen breath you take

Wishing you could just lay your head

Not being woken from your eternal sleep

Fall from grace

In between healing her heart and finding herself, she stumbled across him

He needed a hand getting back up

They dug deep for strength and lifted each other up

Little did they know they would get so high they would end up on cloud 9

Something special, one of a kind

Patiently taking their time, to enhance each other’s lives

Slowly dropping their guard, starting to ask each other why

Not expecting what came next

A close bond, best friends in every respect

Falling for a partner in crime

Knowing they’ve still got a mountain to climb

Scared, excited and slightly apprehensive 

Listening, learning and not being so defensive 

Holding out a hand when the other needs it most 

Not being afraid to open up and pull the other close

The tale of a gentlewoman

All she ever wanted

was to give her heart to a deserving suitor

Her prized possession

had a little wear and tear

but was still fully functioning

Most wanted one with all the bells and whistles

but she was waiting for a man

that wanted an old antique with some charm

Her heart was sore

she didn’t know how to feel anymore

Lump in her throat, it was hard to breathe

wishing everyone would just leave

so much chatter in her head

trying not to see red

She heard the cries

and whispers in the wind

Not sure of which way she was going

she took a deep breath

and told herself it didn’t matter

as long as she didn’t stop

They met in a dark place

the shadows made it hard to see

So many times they stumbled

but patience and communication were key

She intently listened

held her hand out for him to find

Knew she should share her thoughts

as he couldn’t read her mind

Her face trembled

as the tears brimmed to the top

She’d been holding it together so long

she was ready to pop

She put on a brave face

as he pulled her close

Baby, what’s wrong?

tears streamed as if she’d just seen a ghost

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