As the ink slowly drips
Conjuring its spell
I give myself over
To the desires that dwell
I watch the words forming
In a vapory haze
Leaving me sickened
Weary and dazed
Stretching the bounds
Of my disjointed affliction
I write through hell
For this is my addiction
Lured once again
By this mysterious fate
These are moments
I live to hate
© 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
Silver grains of sand
Tickle my fingers
Running straight through
Never willing to linger
And just like time
They empty from my hand
Causing me to wonder
Where every speck will land
Will they become more
Transformed into something of worth
Or will they forever be fragments
Of unembellished earth
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Silver sand
You stare at me
All bright and clean
Forever taunting
It’s so damn mean
I know your game
I’ve seen it before
Ever daring me
To come explore
To drip my ink
Upon your page
Convincing me
It’s all the rage
But what if I finally
Told you no
Would you then
Just let me go
Or would you dare me
To be your writer
Suggesting I stay
For an overnighter
I can tell you this
You’re wasting your attempts
Cause I feel nothing
But contempt
So unless you want
Your page turned grey
Think I’ll just
Be on my way
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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