The very first poem has now been received. I am happy, grateful, elated… to be honest. Something inside of me felt deeply touched, upon first read. And indeed that something has not left. That something nearly filled me with tears…the good kind…so moved not pained nor distraught.
Maybe because I used to write myself, once upon a much earlier day. But no matter the why’s, I gleefully share with you this beautiful poem. And I hope that it touches something inside of you, too. 🙂
her words come back in the night, prod me half awake, take me away
her words come soft and hard, sneaking and exploring
wrap me up and take me away to places I have never been
places I am afraid of but desire
but she is more than a few words
a kink comes straight when I feel her near me
mandy makes me blush
she makes me sweat,
and in the end I am collapsed, fetal, exhausted, exhilarated,
surrounded by gentle words
and every time we talk
she opens a new book
in her library of mysteries
and with every book we share
we write our own together
chapter by chapter
some chapters share sunshine and warm summer memories
I tell her mine and she tells me hers
and lets me know her
and I let her know me
others have sadness or challenge
because life is sadness and hard roads
and electric secret stories
she knows the deepest things I’m thinking
making me hard and my heart beat fast
and sometimes I am sad
because I will never see her face
and walk talking on the shore
some chapters surprise me and maybe her too
and those are the best
as we discover
we are friends
the embrace slips away
the book is closed
fingers separating, the fleeting touch
a memory
until we talk again
Joy & Love,
Goddess Mandy 🙂 XO
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