How?

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How do you do it
How do you send my senses into a tizzy
My heart starts racing
And my head becomes dizzy

How is it this happens
Every time I read what you’ve written
Such simple words
And I’m completely smitten

How do you cause this
These sensations of bliss
I get lost in the thought
Of your smoldering kiss

How enraptured am I
To feel all of these emotions
Saturated by your love
Amazed by your devotion

How blessed I am
By the treasure I’ve found in you
My heart fully appeased
By a love that is true

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Autumn

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A bouquet of sunshine
Brightens the front door
As eager hands bring back
All they’ve dared to explore

Her face comes alive
As the wind twirls her hair
Of loveliness there is nothing
That could ever compare

© 2018 Michelle Cook


Thanks to Michael for a whole month of writing prompts, click here to view them all; Flowers of Autumn

Her

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She was always there
Resting quietly in his mind
With her smiling face
So loving and kind

Every inch of his body sensed
Her genial existence
Provoked by images of her
He offered up no resistance

And after years of searching
He knew she was the one
The light in her eyes reminded him
Of a bright morning sun

There was no denying his feelings
He had finally found his queen
She’d been there all along
Though nonexistent she had seemed

Fate had eventually been kind
Considering his deepest desires
And he wondered what he had done
To finally be blessed with all he required

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Every inch of his body sensed her presence.

The blahs

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I often find
I’ve no words to say
Especially at
The end of the day

But inspiration can
Bring all kinds
Softly nudging ideas
Right into my mind

And I think about some
Who haven’t written
Two months, three days
Since the writing bug’s bitten

And let me tell you
It affects me too
All those words
They used to spew

Now they’ve just left me
Without hardly any hope
It’s the reason I often
Just wanna mope

You see…that’s what
Sadness does
Makes you miss
All that was

And yeah I know
I’m not making much sense
Thankfully dispiritedness
Isn’t an offense

© 2018 Michelle Cook


Originally written; October 2018

Firestorm

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Anger casually rises
Brimming to the top
Soon boiling over
Flaming arrows just won’t stop

Hitting their mark
Distressing pleas fill the room
This is their life
Another typical afternoon

© 2018 Michelle Cook


Thanks to Michael for a whole month of writing prompts, click here to view them all; Firestorm