sweet, like sugar cane…

the key fits the lock just right, as it did
on that fateful night, when we first met,
feeling free

were we

to explore, understanding our hearts’ galore,
combined

that first step, in a multifaceted romance,
with

deep feelings lasting centuries, unbound, limitless,
and grounded in a love,
bleeding

found under a field of compassion, where flowers
grow tall, and their hearts sprout everything,
no doubt

nay

resoluteness, replaced all doubt, and what did sprout,
was tender as a supple branch, blowing
in the afternoon breeze

and, as I reach for my keys one last time, I reminisce on all
the love we felt within, and know
time will move on

yet what will remain is the key just the same,
the one we used to unlock years
of passionate embrace

and a love that was sweet, like sugar cane…

In response to the WDYS#108 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Photomix company @ Pixabay


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we kiss time goodbye…

apart, a distance kept, past regret,
and other mysterious combinations of lives lived
instead

the love of a lifetime, and beyond all lifelines,
blossoms, as we touch the sky, with hearts filled with
love and joy

once, we bid adieu, not knowing whether our paths
would cross again, we, two

souls separated by circumstance, now fly high,
transparency by design, seeing each other
for the first time, we rely, and

cross the crowded city center, enter each
others arms, hold close, as the
stars align

and we kiss time goodbye….

In response to the WDYS#106 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Gennaro Leonardi @ Pixabay


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our loving escape…

love lost and unadorned, yet remembered, and
stored, for it’s you, I’ve always adored…

like butterflies have wings, you always see me,
as I am, not another iteration of a dream
romance

making my towards you, raising through the seas
of possibility, and tranquility, I look forlorn
at times

yet, know

you’re always there with a helpful hand, guiding me,
through ordeals trivial, and those most plentiful,
and mystical

remembering this, gives way to a love
deep within

like sap running through the veins of a tree,
my heart pumps love throughout my
beings entirety

holding it in place, creating a soft and textured space,
for our loving escape…


The opening line to this poem, and thus the entire poem, was inspired by a wonderful poem, titled November, by Simmi, of Rose-Colored Glasses? If you’ve not yet visited Simmi’s site, and read the poetry there, please do so, it is lovely.

Photo by Stergo, Pixabay


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I give my heart to you

drinking in the sea water, I hear the bell toll, and,
indeed, it’s my heart you stole

with a second glance, just the kind of romance,
making stories appear
much more than circumstance…

I give my heart to you, as you walk from the sand,
into a land, ill-defined,
and yet, part of the current storyline…

waiting with bated breath,
your hand again clasps mine…and

in that moment, we realize,
just how much love is left in the world
when we’re together…

is divine…



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