Image found here on Twitter I had a date with the moon tonight We talked of our lives – the things we’d witnessed hopes we carried and the souls we loved We spoke of you but she did have a clue of how you were She said you don’t look up any more –you’d given up dreaming
Tag Archives: micro-poetry
Diamond Skin
Original image sourced here on Pinterest I could never get through your diamond skin – even after you said you’d fallen for me I kept shattering myself against your hard exterior Here’s some secret audio to go with above
Lips
Original image found here on Pinterest I enjoy watching your lips when you talk I like to imagine them moving over my stomach and down my thighs
Highlighter
Original image found here on Pinterest Our story was only a small chapter in my life but my heart took out a pen and highlighted every word
Coastal Blue
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
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
