I am a slave
To its ring
That monstrosity
Of a thing
It calls for me
Night and day
Happily chiming
In its annoying way
And I wonder
What’s the good
To wish for a life
Beyond motherhood
For I was born to clean
Every mess
And so now
I shall digress
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Waterspout wishes
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
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
She was the sun
And he was her moon
Both went to great lengths
To be able to commune
His pale face always reflected
The warmth of her glow
This was something he shared
So everyone would know
And as each night descended
During twilight’s first view
He would shine even brighter
While basking in her hue
The nights never grew dim
For she was his enduring light
And her luminous display
Made everything alright
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; She was the sun
I feel you standing there
Fingers slide across my face
A gentle kiss to my lips
Then you gather me in haste
The moment suddenly shatters
Time barges in, getting in our way
Yet somehow I’d still been convinced
That you would surely stay
© 2019 Michelle Cook
He was the grantor
Of wishes
And the bearer
Of love
He was the giver
Of affection
And the maker
Of dreams
He was the bestower
Of kindness
And the producer
Of happiness
But most of all
He was the keeper
Of her heart
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; The keeper of her heart
The sheets
Were the only witness
As to what transpired
That day
Ending up discarded
In a disheveled mess
On a cold
Barren floor
Tossed nonchalantly aside
Like they never
Even mattered
All the warmth
They ever gave
Instantaneously forgotten
As a sudden moment
Of unforeseen passion
Left them crumpled
And useless
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Here I lay
Entranced, smitten
On my deranged heart
His name is written
Foul and stained
Hungry and raw
Charmed by his voice
Ever in awe
Defiled by him
With every lewd word
The lines of reality
Skewed and blurred
Mesmerized
By every confession
He is my only
True obsession
© 2019 Michelle Cook
He knows the exact way
To pull me out
Whenever the world
Doesn’t want me about
He sees me for me
And loves all my flaws
He accepts who I am
There is no hidden clause
He keeps my secrets
And shares his own
Never making me feel
As if I’m alone
He cares for me
In a way nobody else does
And he does it all
Just because
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Melted bliss
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
Kiss me until I can’t breathe
Press your body close to mine
Do this every day to me
And feel our hearts entwine
© 2019 Michelle Cook
He wraps me in such loving words
Words written only for me
And like a warm comforting blanket
He covers me with his heart
© 2019 Michelle Cook
How do you do it
How do you send my senses into a tizzy
My heart starts racing
And my head becomes dizzy
How is it this happens
Every time I read what you’ve written
Such simple words
And I’m completely smitten
How do you cause this
These sensations of bliss
I get lost in the thought
Of your smoldering kiss
How enraptured am I
To feel all of these emotions
Saturated by your love
Amazed by your devotion
How blessed I am
By the treasure I’ve found in you
My heart fully appeased
By a love that is true
© 2018 Michelle Cook
She was always there
Resting quietly in his mind
With her smiling face
So loving and kind
Every inch of his body sensed
Her genial existence
Provoked by images of her
He offered up no resistance
And after years of searching
He knew she was the one
The light in her eyes reminded him
Of a bright morning sun
There was no denying his feelings
He had finally found his queen
She’d been there all along
Though nonexistent she had seemed
Fate had eventually been kind
Considering his deepest desires
And he wondered what he had done
To finally be blessed with all he required
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Every inch of his body sensed her presence.
