I was naught but a season of fuel for your fire naught but tinder to stoke your passions flame my kisses a fan to erotic embers my pulsing softness a spark to light your days my recesses a warm promise to take again and again in your dreams
but my reasoning felt need to be heard posing questions of temporary insanity voicing the folly of my chosen path pointing out my imminent flaming demise my ego seconded the motion and put voice to my desires for more together they overrode my heart words spoken steps taken tearful endings have now rendered the path to you null and void and I will force belief that this is best as my mind does reinforce with hurt filled remembrances that my empty arms would so easily forget for betray me they would fling the door wide at your knocking and be naught for you again
That one knock can instantly eradicate all the resolve forged through months of tears. For we can't deny hope that someday we'll be something to the one who is our everything. *S* Beautifully done, Corazon!
Let me say just a few words my friend...you far under estimate your talent for poetry. I have to second doreen on this one...PUBLISH!!! Not only this one though, this one and so many of your other works. Your poems don't quietly beg for attention...they stand up and shout "READ ME NOW!!!" Great poem!!
well i must say I am flattered most by the quality and talent of the poets who read and comment...you make me feel good with your comments thank you so much and yep that's a definate *someday*...I will get that book on publishing and find somewhere to send
and bal....lolol@forgot the "y"....
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
jmlee...thank you so much, I write my poems just as is, as they tumble out of my head, I couldn't tell you why or how I choose the line breaks, they just feel right...so for you to say that makes me feel like I am doing something right
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