Alternative time burn out and insecurities soar like the wounded angel I once was. Flying too close to the sun a virtue in disguise - And there was a moment of ease and a desire to lean in closer than allowed; to take finger tips to your lips and hush the secrets away. A kiss …
Category: Romantic
Slightly Off Key
How well you thought you knew me; not so long ago when I walked the rocky coast late at night - New England rag tag shore line But, it was in my darkest hours that you seemed to fade away... An ambiguous image blurred and out of view Like two proverbial battle weary ships, in …
Happier Days Are On The Rise
Surprised at the emotions spurred by photographs of you a past romance and tenderness not forgotten. But a touch of fear begins to surface - a simple notion from chest to throat, a slight pulse rise. What if you feel my lingering thoughts, as they pass from here to there? Would you even care? No …
Reminisce With Fondness
If the stars had been aligned and the winds blew a gentler breeze from the east crossing over the Sound arriving on lands end and a full harvest moon had been on the rise maybe then we would have realized life is a short seductive story bitter sweet at times and the best is not …
Delicately Choreographed Dance
By the end of this dream life as we glide or stumble from path to journey road block or stepping stone not a macabre scheme in the moment unaware of the transformation the information the lack of overload double-fisted hands of fate stride in never tipping "its" intention knowing full well ignorance is not a …
Note To MB
(Scene set up: this was written a while ago...wounded pride, ego kept me from posting...but with all things as time passes so does negativity...moving forward brighter days ahead!) Note to MB: Nothing is keeping my feet on the ground short flight from yesterday filling up on jet fuel to keep all those tattered demons away. …
Not Forgotten
Those days of laughter, shared smiles, a nod of knowing... they aren't over yet are they?Inquisitive questions innocently posed in a way that only the high and mighty could possibly answer... And when the heart feels even the slightest bit of anticipation - like a dove taking flight ...peaceful wings span, joy and exhilaration occur …
Angel Dove
Romantic sunset slips into the abyss another solitary slumber while the man in the moon rises to the occasion off in the distance love shadows clarity never coming into full view star light star bright lost on the wishes of the night all that matters Heaven above baby's breath angel dove... © 2013 Trilby
Déjà vu Love Affair
You kissed me first, I remember it well, laughter fills the air you flash that Sandbar grin memories dock side keep flaunting happiness as if it were something attainable sustainable not fleeting or a mere moment of joy from the past your eyes meeting mine not the first time déjà vu quick glance second chance …
Trilby Yates 