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 continue to waste minutes
days…
even years.
Why?
Why do I continue?
And yet here I sit.
Pondering…
More pondering…
Until I’m near to tears.
And all those things ―
the ones the enemy knows
will pierce my heart.
He sends them my way…
Again, why?
Why is this world allowed
to be ruled by such evil?
If I were a god,
I’d do away with all of it.
Does it give pleasure to the almighty,
to see us suffer?
Sharp objects like daggers,
of course they hurt.
But it’s the soft-edged blade,
the one that slips between my ribs,
the one I never even notice
until it’s too late.
This is the enemy’s weapon of choice,
the one that devastates my heart.
And the damage is irreparable.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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He was a lover of words
Drifting through time
And I tried unsuccessfully
To make him mine
He was a hoper, a dreamer
Very much like me
And when we were together
He was all I could see
He had a very unique way
Of making me feel
As if the world was all mine
Ready to steal
He was impulsive and sexy
Witty and fun
And his charming personality
Could not be outdone
He was so many things
I felt that I needed
But I soon lost my way
And I never succeeded
© 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
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/illustrations/silhouette-kiss-couple-love-4844079/
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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