Chasing It’s when you turn and look away, From me your eyes do shift and stray, My heart, it sinks into dismay. It’s when it’s night and we’re alone, In leaving me you are so prone, To then ignore my saddened tone. It’s when I know it’s not your fault, We’re not the same, like…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. The wild geese fly through the pearl grey skies,Winging their way on Winter’s breath.Gulls cry and squawk in the mudOf the estuary’s banks,Pecking and picking for decaying morsels they may find. The leaden tide rises, slow and heavy,Silent…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading this elsewhere, it has been stolen. Lost in the night,You’re somewhere out there,Flying my dreams like a kite in the moonlight. I need you. There are no urges I can satisfyWithout the brush of your lipsOn my hungry mouth;No desires to be satedWithout your…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I hold in my hands a pretty box.This smooth, clean, white paperWith the silver flecks,Like shining tears of joy,Glistens in the sunlightAs I offer it to you. I tied this red ribbon myself.It was the best that I…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I see the cold, pale moonlightSpear through the windowOnto the damp-cold wood of the hallway.It stabs viciously,A burning ache of hungerFor my misery to be called forth. But how can it call misery,When misery spills out and overflowsDown…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. What would it be like,To feel you inside me?Not just parts of you,But truly,You. Would you laugh at my shyness?Laugh at my ugliness?Laugh at my shameAnd my off-the-scale form?Would it amuse you to seeThe fear in my eyes?Would…
The shadows of the night claw desperately to these rocks,Roiling in fear at the thought of the breaking of DayAs it pours blinding light and heat over the soil and moss,Rending the darkness into pieces,Exploding the monsters to nothingness,Squeezing rainbows into the dewdropsBefore wiping them up and consigning them to feral history. These grey-green morning…
The lamplight glows across the face of my dreamsAs reality hides from these ragged, ripped seams.A kiss in the shadows and the touch of your handIs all that I crave in this dreaming wasteland.These fears flee your smile as I think of your face,And I know I abide without shame and disgraceAs I lie in…
I first saw you from afar, across the continent that divided usImages of your beauty, that cast a thousand broken hearts in your wakeLittle did I realize, that my face was next upon your listLike a small, fragile little mouse, fearful of being crushed from those around me My courage, I summed up, as I…
You smile. Your mouth roars as the raging lionBiting through this bleeding flesh.You tear through the outer layers ofSkin and meat that hideThe heart that beats inside this dripping cage. You rip apart these screaming tendonsOf lies and false protection,Of muscle-bound fear and taut sinews,A mesh of wire-tight cords of painThat reap my fear and…
This poem only available on Lush Stories This biting night is cold and lonesome:Echoes of the monstrous pastAre creeping up and nipping at me,My spirit terrified, aghast.The nails of fear are ripping through me,Slicing open hidden worries;Skin in shreds and bleeding fiercely,Shining barbs fly round in flurries. Screaming voices, hate and anguish,Temporal fears solidify,This waking…
Tension in the air, I feel his eyes peering through meIs this hate or is this lust, I’m growing weary I don’t know what to say, I’m struck with fear My mind is clouded, nothing is clear He scoots closer to me, that look still in his eyesI jump, startled, I want to cryHis hand…
I won’t compare you to a summer’s day like Shakespeare did when wooing his true love, nor say impediments won’t mar the way our two minds meet or obstacles won’t shove our hearts apart and what we share won’t alter. And though I’m old enough to be your father, and you’re my lover, not my…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. In the mirror, light falls softly, Tracing channels down my face. Beauteous dreams will never come true; They are lost without a trace. What seeds were grown when worlds were safe? What plants could softly grow and bloom?…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I want to catch your gaze acrossA room of other girls; To earn a smile that’s just for me, Your diamond amongst pearls. I want to see your eyes just graze The cotton of my dress – Tenderness’s…