I’ve been thinking about love

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I’ve been thinking about love
And how for a brief moment
I held it in the palm of my hand
I was filled with a hurricane of emotions
Something my heart could barely withstand
So powerful was the force
That it took me by complete surprise
And my heart now wonders
How such a love ever became compromised

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Many loves…

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Many loves
She did find
Ever existing in
The hopeless kind

Hearts scattered
Far and wide
None of them ever
By her side

Fond remembrances
Of what couldn’t be
Heart still breaking
Wanting free

Empty reflections
Left in the mirror
Hidden behind
One final tear

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Anchored avenues

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I thought those avenues
Were sound and secure
You had me believing
And damn I was sure

But only a fool believes
In things they can’t actually see
And now I know exactly
What you did to me

Those anchored avenues
Were apparently all for show
The truth came out
And so I let you go

People always ask me
If regrets still exist
But how can a broken heart
Even want to persist

The absence of you
Has only made me stronger
And I’ll never regret
Not wanting you any longer

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a full month of writing prompts, click here!  Anchored avenues

Liquid love

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I miss the feel
Of liquid love
It’s the only thing
I can still think of

I miss the days
Of never being alone
The feel of a warm touch
Melding with my own

I miss the passion
Found in a kiss
And still wish there was a way
To bottle bliss

I miss the life
That I once knew
When I didn’t have to live
Without a me and you

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a full month of writing prompts, click here!  Bottled bliss

Too late for love

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Night after night
She whispers his name
Calling for him
But it’s always the same

No answer comes
For he’s just an illusion
Created by a mind
Who’s tired of seclusion

So she lays there awake
Against unsullied sheets
Listening to the silence
As only her heart beats

And she thinks of her life
Ever wishing for more
Hoping for a future
To bring all she yearns for

Yet reality sets in
That this could be her fate
And maybe for her
Love is just too late

© 2018 Michelle Cook