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
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
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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
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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
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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/
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