On love…

Love can make a person crazy.
One moment we can be flying
high as a kite in bliss-filled folly,
and the next, be stuck knee-deep
in the fast forming muck of dolor.
Mostly makes me wonder,
is there ever an end?
Even though I already suspect
I know the answer,
I’ve still never figured out how
to live with the tragedies of love.
I just continue to remain tangled up
in all the delights and despairs,
entertaining the knock of love
whenever it happens to find me.
Seems like I would’ve learned
my lesson by now,
but I guess that just shows
the true value of love.
It’s worth more than any cost
we could ever bear.
So we open our arms to it,
time and time again,
hoping that someday
happiness will come along
instead of dismay.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


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When love is more than love

Sometimes love is more than love;
it just happens, and there isn’t a doubt.
And you try so hard to hold it in,
but you’d rather scream and shout.

And it’s funny how it catches you
in those moments you thought wouldn’t exist.
And once it takes hold of your heart,
there’s just no trying to resist.

Your soul is somehow captured,
beholden forevermore.
And you’re left at the mercy of things
you’d never even considered before.

The emotions are so overwhelming
as the feelings flood your body and soul.
And you find yourself losing
all that’s left of your self-control.

When love is more than love,
there’s no escaping its merciless grasp.
So instead, you breathe it all in
because you just wanna make it last
.

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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Writing prompt: When love is more than love.

The very best kind…

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We talk every day
About nothing at all
Nothing and everything
Depends on your call

We share the world
In tangible little bits
Rescuing each other
From the darkest of pits

We laugh and we cry
To help save our sanity
Sometimes spouting
A smidge of profanity

We listen and encourage
As often as we’re able
Even on the days
When we’re sort of unstable

We know each other well
Heart, soul, and mind
Friends like this
Are the very best kind

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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Among the wildflowers

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Among the wildflowers
I laid my heart bare
Speaking to myself
But imagining you there

Your eyes stared back
Hungry with need
As I spilled the words
My heart ached to bleed

You felt the fire
Underneath my dress
As I searched for heartstrings
Embedded on my chest

You fueled my flame
With your incessant desire
And I couldn’t hold back
From what you’d inspired

I gave myself over
To your smoldering touch
Pulling you closer
Wanting you so much

With my eyes closed tight
I uttered your name
On the edge of bliss
You were now mine to claim

I took all you offered
Begging for more
Freeing my desire
Like never before

And in breathless euphoria
My body laid bare
Hidden by wildflowers
Yet you were still there

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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Savoring the thrill

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Savoring the thrill
Of his tempestuous kiss
He ravaged her soul
In a moment of bliss

She couldn’t catch her breath
His hands were tangled in her hair
And of everything else around her
She was completely unaware

Time seemed to stop
There was nowhere to go
The universe still remained
And yet the day she did not know

For she had lost all awareness
In the nonexistent realm of reality
And all that she remembered
Was what he wanted her to see

 

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Savoring the thrill

Liquid love

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I miss the feel
Of liquid love
It’s the only thing
I can still think of

I miss the days
Of never being alone
The feel of a warm touch
Melding with my own

I miss the passion
Found in a kiss
And still wish there was a way
To bottle bliss

I miss the life
That I once knew
When I didn’t have to live
Without a me and you

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a full month of writing prompts, click here!  Bottled bliss