I become stronger as today comes to an end, as I know you are waiting.
I take time to thank God, our Creator, who designed you to help teach.
I lay in quiet sheets composing your sunrise, as I drift off to sleep.
Tomorrow, your constant knowledge is somewhere deep within me.
This morning’s transcendent gift
You’ve crawled inside my quiet mind
Honored me with prolific encouragement
And left me to feel like the only woman in the world
Nothing connects, right now
Words narrowly escape deletion
With everything I have, I try
Not to find disgust, oozing
From my pores, which lack essence
Truthfulness and ability
I’m losing the battle, daily
Believing I am, nothing
I want you to know I am writing, but this is all that has come out the last few days.
Wasn’t the possibilities of your fingers,
Softly interlaced with mine.
It isn’t the irreplaceable thought,
Of receiving your seductive kiss.
Won’t be the yearning dreams,
We cannot make come true.
Just so you may, my love,
Truly understand this poetess,
It is your creative mind,
That will always leave me,
Longing, day and night,
Happy Friday Night, my friends! Enjoy your weekend! ♡♡♡
Never claimed to be
Her own worst enemy
Far too trusting
Soft blushing petals
Is all she’ll ever be
Soft to the touch
Fairest of light
Gaze upon beauty
Then light up the night
Waking up, everything to fear
Dependable rain falling all around
Strong, yet sadness drifts near
Reality’s hands around her neck
Leave that poet heart
A dreaming mess