I absorb you
All of you
Drink you in
And the filter
Never changes
© 2019 Michelle Cook
passion
Disjointed affirmations
It’s in these dark moments
When the night is still
I sit quietly, listening for an answer
Even a whisper will do
But like all futile desires
I wait in abandoned apprehension
For I know the likelihood
Is a ruse I dare not believe
And why must I dwell on answers
That I know aren’t really there
It just seems easier
To surrender to defeat
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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Under a star near the sea
Under a star
Near the sea
In your arms
Is where I’ll be
A twilight cove
In a land far away
This remote place
Is where we’ll stay
Happy and free
With nothing to lose
Every moment will be
Just as we choose
A fiery display
Of passion will ensue
As we both discover
Just what love can do
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/log-wood-sea-water-beach-nature-2766903/
For a whole month of writing prompts, click here – Under a star near the sea.
Daydreaming…
I felt your lips
press against mine.
They were gentle, hesitant
and your body was shaking.
But as soon as you felt
my body respond with vigor,
there was nothing holding you back.
Your kisses became wild and frantic.
I felt your urgency and need.
And my only thought
was that I wanted more,
as you began devouring
every last bit of me.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/illustrations/silhouette-kiss-couple-love-4844079/
He’s like the wind…
There
Then gone
Back again
Then gone again
The cycle never ends
I can’t catch him
Keep him
Make him stay
He’s like the wind
Through outstretched arms
I come back empty
Every time
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/hand-back-of-the-hand-finger-rings-3938729/
In the still of the night
In the still of the night
he came to me.
Kneeling beside me,
I could feel his feathery touch.
He was memorizing my features,
hoping I wouldn’t wake.
I was only pretending to be asleep,
enjoying the feel of his hand.
Desperately wanting to reach out,
but not daring to ruin the moment.
And I wondered about all he was thinking,
as he traced every crease on my face.
I wanted to open my eyes and smile,
as he placed warm kisses on my cheeks.
But I dared not even open one eye,
for I knew he’d then be gone.
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/woman-human-face-sleeping-lantern-4284892/
Words just for you
I struggle for words
Just for you
Any old word
Just won’t do
Words for you
Need to be more
Something that’s never
Been said before
Each word must convey
All that you are
And be perfected
Beyond subpar
So this is my dilemma
And my minds a mess
Trying to find the right words
I want to express
But that’s how much
You mean to me
And now you can see
My quandary
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/love-quote-love-word-phrase-faith-1709944/
Fantasies
While waiting for the stars
To somehow align
I borrowed your fantasies
And turned them into mine
I couldn’t keep clinging
To the old ones I kept
They were too full of sadness
And so much regret
© 2019 Michelle Cook
You’re the ink that colors my heart
I get lost in your eyes
A sea of swirling mystery
Deeply embedded in my mind
You’re the anchor of my soul
I get lost in your words
Always a varied array of desire
Infinite wants and needs expressed
You’re the ink that colors my heart
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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Solemn wishes
Amid a fire
Built for two
I solemnly sit
And think of you
And I wonder
How this life would be
If you were ever
Here with me
I know the answers
Are so close by
Found within the depths
Of every sigh
What we share
Isn’t going away
This is how I know
We will find a way
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Magic
His kisses are full of magic
They always remind me of simpler days
And I’m wishing we’d had a lifetime together
Think we’d have been happier in so many ways
His smile often reminds me of a sunrise
His cheeks rosy red from the bitter cold
And the way his eyes soften when he looks at me
Well, It’s a look that never gets old
I get lost in the depths of who he really is
The parts that nobody else can see
And when I’m snuggled up next to him
I finally feel like I can be me
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Delicious
There was something about him
Maybe it was his resistance
The slight hesitation in his voice
The thrill of the chase
The game he fashioned just for me
Whatever it was
There was something there
Something that really turned me on
Something that made me wanna play
He hid his perversions well
In a place of secrecy and self-denial
Never confessing to the urges
Which plagued his corrupted soul
And whatever drove his appetite
For all those lewd, secretive cravings
Made him even more alluring to me
Relentlessly arousing my primal instincts
I remember reading his every thought
Drowning in his desires
And the very thought of him
Was delicious
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Washing woes…
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
Trouble
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
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
