Poor Peter

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He came to her
With eyes sparkling bright
It was half past two
In the middle of the night

He was grinning wide
From ear to ear
And had a message for her
That was crystal clear

She winked at him
Then went back to sleep
He was left dazed and confused
Yet made not a peep

His mischievous smile faded
As he gave up the go
Accepting the sad truth
That there would be no show

© 2018 Michelle Cook


This is Peter’s side of the story, you can find Petunia’s here.

Secret seduction…

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Swept away
By a passionate kiss
One she knew
She didn’t dare resist

Taken under
Completely by surprise
A perfect love
Reflected in her eyes

Never before
Had she felt such heat
Finally a man
Who made her feel complete

Lost in the depths
Of his charming smile
She knew this flame
Was completely worthwhile

Left breathless and wanting
Their impassioned eyes meet
Who was this handsome stranger
Who’d swept her off her feet

Putting the romance novel down
She continues with her housecleaning
Everyone wants to know
Why suddenly she’s beaming

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Saturated Pleasantries

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Intense and intriguing thoughts
Left him grappling with his mind
As she saturated him with pleasantries
Which was something he’d always pined

He craved more than just her body though
He ached for her soul and mind
For he knew if he could consume her
He’d have everything he’d always hoped to find

 

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a full month of writing prompts, click here!  Saturated pleasantries

 

Words

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Words
I’ve used a million
And that’s quite enough
In my opinion

Yet impulse clings
Urging me on
Even when desire
Has all but gone

Motivation
Just won’t relent
Keeps reminding me
I’m not done yet

And so I get up
And off I go
Waiting for inspiration
To commence the flow

Then wretched time
Steps right in
Stalling the words
Just as they begin

I start to wonder
Will I ever finish
Before my words
Do finally diminish

© 2018 Michelle Cook

You’re always on my mind

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I find myself missing you
Every hour of every day
And time passes so slowly
Because you’re so far away

I try to appear normal
As if all is well and fine
But you’re still there
You’re always on my mind

© 2018 Michelle Cook