
His eyes they sparkle
Like the shining sea
Whenever he smiles
Looking at me
And I blush in response
To his mischievous grin
Oh the heap of trouble
We often get in
© 2019 Michelle Cook

His eyes they sparkle
Like the shining sea
Whenever he smiles
Looking at me
And I blush in response
To his mischievous grin
Oh the heap of trouble
We often get in
© 2019 Michelle Cook

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

There’s a chill in the air
A sure sign of change
The same shivery feeling
Found in breezes of the past
And while déjà vu goosebumps
Leave me to ponder present time
The atmosphere is unsympathetic
As I wrestle with these thoughts
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Heightened senses

Conviction mocked her
As her heart laid bare
While revenge and malice
Caught her unaware
The dagger gleamed brightly
Profuse sweat matting her hair
And the blade slid easily
Through a heart that wasn’t there
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Past futures

She realized
She couldn’t handle
The reality
Of the inevitable
So in her mind
A fated goodbye
Seemed entirely logical
It was too bad
Her heart
Could never agree
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; An unencumbered life