Photo by Anastasia Shuraeva on Pexels.com A glass of wine and late afternoon coastal blue All that’s missing is my body being held by you
Tag Archives: micro-poetry
Rest… While You Can
Image found here on Flickr There’s nothing like hearing how well you’ve slept After we’ve had a long night of mind-blowing sex But Boy you must tell me when you’ve had enough rest Cos I’ve got some ideas of what we can do next
Lachlan (with audio)
Original image found here on Pinterest If I saw you today I know we’d exchange smiles remembering all we shared and all we left unsaid in those years Our eyes would betray secret longings for a life togetherwhere we would have enjoyed more than wistful memories of our unspoken love
Body Work
Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com You tell me you want six-pack abs I tell you not to worry – Instead of working on your body at the gym I’d prefer you to stay at home and work on my body in the bedroom.
Shooting Stars (Published)
Sometimes we meet people in the difficult moments of life and we keep each other going until… it fades and reality sets in. My micro poem “Shooting Stars” has been published on Spillwords Press. I hope you will take a look and give it a ❤️ on the publication if you so desire.
Tattoo
Picture from Pinterest All of my memories are shaped like your lips and the heat from your hands remains tattooed on my hips
Little Life
You can follow me on Instagram (if you feel so inclined) Dear Little life I felt insideI saw you there before you died And now I will remain bereft In the empty space that you left Mother’s Day… I know that this day can hold both joy and pain. I acknowledge both of these emotions and honourContinueContinue reading “Little Life”
Less these days
I think of you less these daysand although I know that’s a good thingit also makes me a little sadbecause once…you were my everything
Without him
Original Image found here Without him, I’m uncertain what I would do. All the world would fade into grey and ash would fill my life. How would I face the long days and eternity of the night?
Out of control
Image found here on Pinterest My curls are out of control these days, Just like my imagination.He doesn’t mind though, He likes to wrap them around his finger, Pull me close and breathe in deep.
Secret Thoughts Within 