These illicit blue walls
They speak in hushed tones
Hiding what they assume
I’ll never be able to bear
But little do they realize
I already know the truth
And the color underneath
Is unmistakably scarlet red
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Echoing desires
Love often tastes
Like bitter wine
Exhilarating at first
Then unrefined
Yet we never stop
Consuming our fill
The taste matters not
So long as it’s real
© 2019 Michelle Cook
He loved her dearly
And she loved him
But at last the two
Could never begin
For each was already
Betrothed to another
The fate of their lives
Decided by their mother
So off they both went
And married their intended
With gorgeous rings exchanged
The weddings were splendid
And yet sadness filled
Their unquenched desires
All hopes and dreams
Had permanently expired
And at the end of their lives
When their mothers were dead
The two yearning couples divorced
Marrying their darlings instead
And finally happiness
Bloomed at the very end
No longer did either of them
Have to pretend
A lifetime of love and laughter
Could have saved them all
If long-lasting traditions
Hadn’t been their downfall
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; A lifetime of laughter could have saved them all.
I’ve been thinking about love
And how for a brief moment
I held it in the palm of my hand
I was filled with a hurricane of emotions
Something my heart could barely withstand
So powerful was the force
That it took me by complete surprise
And my heart now wonders
How such a love ever became compromised
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Saucy suspicions
Were unfounded and untrue
Until he met you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Saucy suspicions
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