Virginia

In whispers along
those distant easterly winds,
I hear you yearning
from deep within.

A hushed desire,
a shushed thrill,
waiting and wanting
as the cold night stills.

Desperate longing,
so loving and sure,
making all these miles
so hard to endure.

Racing thoughts
as cravings run rampant,
yet suffocated by sheets
where warmth is absent.

The days tick by
while our breasts lay bare,
but dreams they beckon,
flourishing in the air.

Our fantasies morph
into realistic pleasures
and dancing after dusk
is our favorite endeavor.

But it’s there in the shadows
where we truly find our way,
into each other’s arms,
where we strive to stay.

Desperate for one kiss,
appeased by a calming sigh
hidden in our hearts,
all the many reasons why.

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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Originally written: June 2020

Nighttime whispers

The past still beckons me,
though my future is clear.
Still, it’s hard to leave behind
all the things we once held dear.

Unfortunately, people change,
and our hearts wail in disbelief.
And those unspoken topics
are the bearers of our grief.

Woeful whispers in the night
tend to fuel my disheartened spirit.
I try to bandage my bleeding heart,
but nothing can ever cure it.

So many things I want to forget,
but there’s nothing I can undo.
So I spend my days looking for ways
to begin my life anew.

Written by, Michelle Cook


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Writing prompt, courtesy of my hubby: Nighttime whispers.

Timeless Love

Excitement builds
As you wait for the day
To see your old friend
On an arranged holiday

As the day draws near
You become quite giddy
You plan to meet each other
In a faraway city

Questions cross your mind
And you’re apprehensive
You can only wonder
If she’ll find you offensive

When the day finally comes
A strange pit forms in your gut
You know you must play it safe
No matter what

Shaking in your boots
You pray she still finds you attractive
Considering your age
You hope she’ll be adaptive

Stepping off the plane
You see her slender form
She smiles and waves at you
From the small open door

More questions flood your mind
About what she’ll think
Will she still want you
Or will this be a huge mistake

You clutch the flowers tighter
A bouquet bought just for her
She begins to run to you
And all becomes a blur

Tears quickly emerge
You’ve captured her awaiting heart
Instantly you wonder
How you ever made it apart

Clutching one another
As if your life depends on this embrace
You both feel emotions
Which cannot be erased

Neither one of you
Can hold back the steady stream of tears
The warmth of her body
Erases all your fears

Finally you know for certain
She’s always been the one
You eagerly kiss her lips
And look forward to some fun

She reciprocates your affections
And smiles in satisfaction
Nothing can thwart
This overwhelming attraction

It’s been many long years
Yet somehow love remained
You realize now
Your love was not in vain

Written by, Michelle Cook


I haven’t felt much like writing lately, so I decided instead to share one of the poems from my book, Beneath the Canopy. I wrote my poem, Timeless Love, back in February 2016. This poem was inspired by an old article about a couple who had been separated during WWII. They lost all contact, she thought he’d died, and both married other people. Eventually, against all odds, a letter one of them had sent during the war finally got delivered. This letter caused them to reunite, and since both had already outlived their spouses, they were able to rekindle their romance from long ago. I was so touched by the story that I wrote my poem, Timeless Love. This poem is one of my personal favorites, and if you like this poem, please check out my book. It’s free to read if you have a Kindle unlimited membership. 

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How you love me

Oh, how you love me,
I can’t even count the ways.
Your waves of love crash over me,
sweeping me along for days.

Your love is like a torrential downpour
in the inky blackness of the night,
and I’m like a moth to a flame
as you flood me with your light.

The way that you love me
is like an ocean pounding against the shore,
and as the years pass by, you leave me
wanting you even more.

You pierce my heart with flaming arrows
whenever you say my name,
and I try to hold back my longing,
but the cravings are insane.

Oh, the way you love me,
I feel it deep down in my soul.
And my heart is at your mercy
whenever I start to lose control.

Your eyes perpetually sparkle
with such naughty-natured bliss,
especially when you lean in close,
ready to steal another kiss.

Your love reminds me of an atomic fireball,
blazing brilliantly across the sky,
and most often, your amazingness,
leaves me pausing in a contented sigh.

I just can’t seem to get enough
of the way you make me feel.
I love the way you love me;
the intensity is real.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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Child of mine

That fascinating first moment
I looked upon your face,
I was devotedly in love;
no time could I waste.

I held you so closely
upon my proud mama chest,
staring so intently;
no time for me to rest.

Barely daring to breathe,
you were a most profound gift;
more important than anything,
my focus made the shift.

Counting all of your fingers
and your sweet, kissable toes,
you were my darling angel
with the cute button nose.

Never before witnessing
a wonder such as this,
I whispered, I love you…
and gave you your first kiss.

You were my tiny bundle of joy
securely wrapped all for me;
a whole new world unfolded;
you were all that I could see.

Such a beautiful young lady now,
and I miss you more than you know;
I’m thankful for our years together
and the time I watched you grow.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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