listening to the soothing waves of the sea  she kissed me  only ten years old , lost kids  in my mind ,  I was nothing but confused  I wondered what magic spell she used  she kissed me  a couple of harmless , young hearts  laying on the soft sand  she took me there , to Loveland  our head tilted watching the stars  she kissed me  I still remember the scar on your left knee  everything changed  ...

Maybe I should’ve known we were destined to crash and burn into flames, flickering into nothing more than a faded spark. You gave me a led weight to carry in the centre of my chest, before you even gave ‘us’ any kind of title. A weight stuffed with crying, waiting and wondering. Five-hour phone callsbefore the sun woke, but no texts reached my phone once she’d taken her place in the centreof t...

a fiery sun setsand we lay our bodies down.hearts guide handsguide bodiesguide mouths.and minds are shutting down.and thoughts are closing off.and the dewiness of the summer airsticks to your skinsticks to your lips.sticks to your hair.moist like your breath on my neck.and you let go of fearand i catch you in my fingertips.with lips to wristsand ashes surroundingand a safe place to hide in the ...

"Getaway" During hard timesWhat I often miss most Is your soft skinPressed up against mineCaressing places I can't in publicGetting lost in your liFinding my way back againAnd again and again... Scouring mountainsTraipsing through beautiful hills And magical valleys Setting foot on sandy shoresTreading water Teasing, tempting, Thoroughly testing,Diving in with vigor I'll hold my breathUntil m...

"Natural Beauty" Everything I writeI write with you in mindAll the beauty of the worldI naturally compare to youAs the old adage says,"A picture is worth a thousand words,"Mere words cannot capture your beauty You are the fiery pink and orange sunsetSet against perfect pastel skiesskiesYou are the flowers in bloomYou are beautiful sandy beachesAnd pristine ocean viewsYou are underwater coralsA...

"Well-Loved"Scars run alongBeautiful curvaceous skinMarring the viewLike cable wiresIn the sunsetOr perhaps, creasesOn a pictureStill breath-takingJust not pureAnd who cares? Anything well-lovedHas creases, crinkles,Wrinkles and tearsMissing pieces andA story forEvery single oneThe imperfections nowHold more valueThan the originalWhen it wasNew and pristineOriginal poetry and photography by ...

A spider in her webdoes not take joy in killing and eating her mate.No, that is a human trait. Sollette Doucet Art - Linkfly Writer, artist, and crotchety old woman. Drink water and read something. linkfly.to

Like some rancid Guinevere I will wait behind the curtainsof the window by the gardenin the space between our hearts and our mindsAnd like some twisted Lancelot you will come for me againsneaking past the guards to do battle --a perversion of the holiest of kinds

When I was eighteen we wentskinny dippingDo you remember?The taste of cheap wine on my lipsas we struggled to stay afloat

Youheld ontomelike the drowning hold onto the sea

You make my chestfeel fullof clouds and starsand cosmosAnd really really deep purplelike wineAnd the stars dripdown into the oceanand the waves walk to shoreand put clothes onand call themselves...Well, I know what I call youAnd I'll hold thatin my chest tooas I watch the wavesretreat and dissipatefrom me once againAnd the warm sun willturn the grass green againand I won't wear shoes,not if I d...

I've told the moon everything,and she adores you tooMy heart is crystallizeddark amber,frozen in time,warm and beautifulShe asked me,"What is this ...