When love is more than love

October 27, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 22 Comments

Sometimes love is more than love;
it just happens, and there isn’t a doubt.
And you try so hard to hold it in,
but you’d rather scream and shout.

And it’s funny how it catches you
in those moments you thought wouldn’t exist.
And once it takes hold of your heart,
there’s just no trying to resist.

Your soul is somehow captured,
beholden forevermore.
And you’re left at the mercy of things
you’d never even considered before.

The emotions are so overwhelming
as the feelings flood your body and soul.
And you find yourself losing
all that’s left of your self-control.

When love is more than love,
there’s no escaping its merciless grasp.
So instead, you breathe it all in
because you just wanna make it last.

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Writing prompt: When love is more than love.

Behind forbidden’s door

September 7, 2020September 6, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 29 Comments

Turn this page over
See what’s behind
In-between the creases
I cannot hide
You’ll see my reality
The truth that I face
The depth of my desires
I dare not taste
Each sweeter than honey
These visions I explore
Yet locked in silence
Behind forbidden’s door

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Riding the current

September 6, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 16 Comments

I’ve been stranded
Exiled in a way
Just another captive
Lost at sea
Riding the current
To another world
Hoping this reality
Is better than the last

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Let’s leave the past, to live where it died.

August 25, 2020August 25, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 14 Comments

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I keep trying
to forget the past.
To leave all the hurts
buried deep
on that old,
empty road.
The place where
I was deserted,
left choking on remorse.
But everybody
wants answers,
and nobody understands
that I can’t breathe.
And when I’m forced
back on that road,
I can’t heal
or even catch my breath.
The air over there
is stifling.
And so many
broken dreams
are still dangling
in the wind.
I can’t keep
reaching out,
grasping hopelessly
at those lifeless strands.
So please,
I’m begging you,
let’s just leave the past
to live where it died.
Or else this life
won’t be worth living
at all.

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He lingers…

August 12, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 24 Comments

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He lingers nearby
On the edge of the page
The page we’re still writing
Where love continues to blossom
Unfolding ever so delicately
And he’s mesmerized
By the mind-boggling splendor
His eyes so bright
Enthusiastically consumed
With the miraculous happenings
Of what he observes
And he stays a little longer
Leaning in for a closer view
Lingering in the loveliness
Of our imperishable page
So beautifully written
Full of all the days we’ve shared
Memories of us
And the many years we’ve loved