Player

December 31, 2025 ~ ~M ~ 10 Comments

In the shadows he stands
waiting for a muse
but not just anyone
is perfect for his clues

He has a way with words
philosophical charm
the kind of spirit
that would never cause harm

And it’s interesting to see
the way that he plays
the vibe he gives off
seductively stays

If I had to predict
who he’ll eventually choose
It’ll be the kind of lover
who seeks to amuse

He craves an audience
hoping for a chance
to share his artistic endeavors
while still radiating romance

Surly he’ll receive
all that he’s after
poised and ready
to be somebody’s master

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Masked men and stolen kisses

April 8, 2021April 8, 2021 ~ ~M ~ 18 Comments

The dark mask he wore
Was only hers to remove
The price was her heart

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Writing prompt: Masked men and stolen kisses

Under his spell

April 13, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 8 Comments

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Under his spell
She fell
She drank

An affair of the heart
In ruin
She sank

Torpedoes dispersed
She tried
To veer

But in the end
The outcome
Was clear

In the still of the night

February 6, 2020February 6, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 16 Comments

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In the still of the night
he came to me.
Kneeling beside me,
I could feel his feathery touch.
He was memorizing my features,
hoping I wouldn’t wake.
I was only pretending to be asleep,
enjoying the feel of his hand.
Desperately wanting to reach out,
but not daring to ruin the moment.
And I wondered about all he was thinking,
as he traced every crease on my face.
I wanted to open my eyes and smile,
as he placed warm kisses on my cheeks.
But I dared not even open one eye,
for I knew he’d then be gone.