3 am Thoughts (Her) 

By Lauren Wilmshurst Her 3 am thoughts are filled with depression and desireShe twists in a downward spiral then floats on dreams of lustful adventure Once a year she tells him all about it Once a year he indulges her imagination It’s good for her not to be closed off and for him to see her potential She’llContinueContinue reading “3 am Thoughts (Her) “

Together

Life isn’t easy – we have travelled a bumpy road Yet through the highs and lowswe continue together We have faced all the usual problemshealthjobsfamilylosseach other and we have done it alltogether There have been late nights of uncertaintyand early mornings full of hope Many of life’s first and lastshave occurredwhilst holding hands or shedding tears together All thatContinueContinue reading “Together”

Have You

I would like to read your words in the evening –  have you lift my skirt with ink-stained fingers while I unbuckle your belt I would like to memorise your lines –  have you slide inside me with filthy words as I lock my legs around you I would like to understand your prose –  have you speak with yourContinueContinue reading “Have You”

Broken With Blue

It’s been three years since we’ve spoken and I still think of youDid you plug the hole in your heart? Did you get rid of your blue?  So much around me has changed I have grown, old ways are gonebut my question remains (as ever) – are you still hiding your pain in song? Bewitched with curiosity you created incredibleContinueContinue reading “Broken With Blue”

3 am Thoughts (Him)

His 3 am thoughts are unrestrained – All his fantasies come within reach and his bravery expands He dreams of a different life –  her soft breathing on his shoulder  and his fingers brushing her hair Once a year he allows himself to tell her that he loves her Once a year she indulges him –It’s good for them to haveContinueContinue reading “3 am Thoughts (Him)”

Antipodes

We’re opposites attracting with much distance between usand so many things to misunderstand when you’re hot, I’m cold when you’re awake, I’m asleepwhen you’re quiet, I must speak Yet, we know what lies between usis fire and heat and flame so we grab our shovels and dig through all the muck through all the debris of our livesuntil we’re reunited againContinueContinue reading “Antipodes”