Foretelling flames
sparked the rubble
that’s when both of them knew
they were in loads of trouble
Pixie dust specks
and spatters of desire
flared each flicker
destined never to expire
And although the world
tried to keep them apart
divine interventions
sealed their fate from the start
Who would’ve thought
a little dust and heat
could make someone’s lives
so full and complete
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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Something soupy
A dollop of droopy
That’s what describes my day
Something failed
An idea derailed
Things aren’t going my way
A harrowing mess
Oh the distress
If only I could just start over
But the time it would take
Oh what a mistake
Trying to keep my composure
Can any of you relate
By these feelings of frustrate
Ever feel like burying your head?
Why do we even begin
Bearing an idea within
When we could’ve stayed in bed
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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I begin to slowly die
whenever you’re away
disheartened by the absence
of your colorful array
An achromatic rainbow
is all that I can conjure
my mind’s eye being
desolate and somber
But then you return
like a prism in my mind
blotting out the bleakness
with a feeling undefined
My world becomes a haven
and my heart beats anew
saturated by all the colors
spilled on me by you
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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It’s like a knife that peels
A blade that steals
It keeps embedding stakes in my heart
And you can’t die
Cause then I couldn’t lie
About the pain it’d impart
I need you to fight
Give it all your might
But I just feel you wither
The tears are there
Beneath the surface they stare
Fuck,
I just need you
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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For those of you who left comments, thank you. I’ve decided not to publish comments or to comment back and I hope y’all can understand. Much love… ~M xo
He was there
unaware
of the magic
about to happen
She was there
quite aware
of a change
in the air
The current
seemed confused
maybe even
slightly amused
As unspoken
urges
drifted blindly
on the breeze
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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