Body shocked
every nerve;
this is not
what’s deserved.
Molten lava
flows through veins,
trying hardest
to refrain.
Many questions,
nothing found.
Oh, this strain,
so profound.
Gut-wrenching,
gnawing sadness,
heartbroken,
this is madness.
Neglected now
and evermore.
Guess I’m just
a big fat bore.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/flower-road-dandelion-alone-path-1812470/
There’s magic to be found
on this midsummer day;
quiet reflections prevent it
from skittering away.
Gilded rays of light
affectionately dance;
it seems almost as if the sun
is looking for romance.
The rippling river responds,
flowing joyously round the bend,
sweeping along sparkling waters
which seem eager to descend.
Dainty green grasses dot
the edges of the stream,
always the perfect place
to curl up and dream.
Breath held deep,
eyes shut good and tight,
yet even behind closed lids,
the sun still shines so bright.
The larks seem unbothered,
flying straight overhead,
collecting more fluff
for their soft downy beds.
Cracking an eye
at the snap of a stick,
a pudgy little lizard
scurries away so quick.
Lifting to lean,
face cupped in hand,
fighting the obligation
to get up and stand.
Gaze suddenly caught
by unexpected delight,
endless rows of sunflowers
stretching towards the light.
Energized by excitement
as more wonders abound,
amazed by the brilliance
while looking around.
Every curiosity of nature,
free for all to share,
nothing else in this life
can ever compare.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/trees-riverbank-summer-nature-6541315/
In whispers along
those distant easterly winds,
I hear you yearning
from deep within.
A hushed desire,
a shushed thrill,
waiting and wanting
as the cold night stills.
Desperate longing,
so loving and sure,
making all these miles
so hard to endure.
Racing thoughts
as cravings run rampant,
yet suffocated by sheets
where warmth is absent.
The days tick by
while our breasts lay bare,
but dreams they beckon,
flourishing in the air.
Our fantasies morph
into realistic pleasures
and dancing after dusk
is our favorite endeavor.
But it’s there in the shadows
where we truly find our way,
into each other’s arms,
where we strive to stay.
Desperate for one kiss,
appeased by a calming sigh
hidden in our hearts,
all the many reasons why.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/woman-nude-body-erotic-sensual-5815695/
Originally written: June 2020
Among the wildflowers
I laid my heart bare
Speaking to myself
But imagining you there
Your eyes stared back
Hungry with need
As I spilled the words
My heart ached to bleed
You felt the fire
Underneath my dress
As I searched for heartstrings
Embedded on my chest
You fueled my flame
With your incessant desire
And I couldn’t hold back
From what you’d inspired
I gave myself over
To your smoldering touch
Pulling you closer
Wanting you so much
With my eyes closed tight
I uttered your name
On the edge of bliss
You were now mine to claim
I took all you offered
Begging for more
Freeing my desire
Like never before
And in breathless euphoria
My body laid bare
Hidden by wildflowers
Yet you were still there
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/flowers-wildflowers-orchids-plant-3182324/
*Thought it would be fun to post this one again. Originally published 6/18/2020.
I walk upon your rugged valleys;
I dance upon your golden shores.
Your unwavering resplendence
is what compels me to explore.
You’re a spinning top of wonder,
a creation whose pleasing to the eye,
and during my many excursions,
I’ve often stood in awe and cried.
Words just can’t describe you;
the heart of you cannot be explained.
And those who notice your glory
tend to stop and rollick in your rain.
Some seek to protect your beauty,
and yet others see a never-ending chore,
but those who truly love you
would do anything to make you more.
The magnificence of your vastness,
the provisions you supply the world for free,
are never taken for granted
by those who consider all they see.
You are everyone’s big ball of brilliance,
your grandeur spills out over the land,
and you will always be protected
by those who are willing to take a stand.
Written by, Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/illustrations/earth-solar-sun-moon-universe-1281025/
*Written for World Environment Day in response to the campaign slogan for 2022, “Only One Earth.”
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