MESSY SHEETS

This would describe my favorite rainy afternoon.  Being able to awaken to the person you love each morning…hearing the soft rain, turn to thunder outside as well as inside.         Tangled up in Messy sheets Clothes ripped Shredded and torn Lying scattered On the floor Wild passions Breaking silence Give me what I need Let’s leave…

EVEN AFTER ALL THIS TIME

My Relationships Are Hard guest today is That Shameless Hussy. I waited far too long to post this story.  I remember reading it and not being able to shake the romance of it.  The idea two hearts can be so deeply connected and yet so wrong AND right for each other leaves me dizzy with…

IMAGINARY ROMANCE

I slept alone but I felt you The vivid image of you Smiling across my eyelids The beauty of your eyes The only thing haunting me   Dreaming of our time together Holding tight to make believe My imagination is all there is Of a romance I created Fiction at its best, a novel erotic…

LIT HEARTS

She imagined the stars Were bright shiny hearts Blinking as they beat Having lived a good life Having been loved by And cherished by one Hearts that were once Empty lanterns waiting To be lit by someone Hearts that became stars To share with us The love that made them

THE NIGHT THAT DANCES

  The night dances even though day We go from dark to light to dark again From waltzing to swaying to waltzing again Our steps paced evenly hand in hand We pay no mind to the flickering lights To the rolling of the hills outside our door Or the way the sky knocks heavily on…

LOVE IS FOUND

Written by: Hastywords And this is my blog 🙂 We look for love Inside lines And rows Of prose And poetry It speaks Beautifully Fluently In many languages Sometimes lyrical And often in rhyme Eloquent words Strung passionately Across the wires Caressing the heart Feeding the soul But it’s only fuel The match waiting To…

PHANTOM STEPS

Phantom steps…  steps…  steps… Walk around his bed at night He smiles, half asleep, knowing He was loved and taken care of Time warps itself around him Carries him too often from here And he longs for those moments Between sleep and wake Where he can feel her presence Pretend for just a few more……

THE ONE

Just one word With that glance Sound escapes Intense yearning Muffled by lips… Searching for Meaning for Trusting for Loving for Living for The one You’d die for