My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Rain falls warm spring late night Street lights glistensWalking the avenue Pass a favorite rendezvous Grab a corner table outside A few minutes here or there Reaching across the tableTouching your face Flash back to when I believed ...in the possibility of love © 2022 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved.
Candles burn casting shadowsa light in the dark faith and doubt procrastinatedancers of the night vacillateordained by the devout ...and the naysayers incense lingers - aromatherapycomforting the senses stained glass bleeds detailed images three wise men a virgin a whore a boy child held high aboveheavenly clouds and baby angelswe pray in silenceScientific chatter - …
You and mewe come together in the dark of night I close my eyes and drift offYou feel like a dream And I'm still waiting for someone to touch my heart in the purity ofa morning's light I'm dancing on the edge of something so beautiful waiting waiting for you...who ever you are © 2022 …
I walk in the tall grass that grows on the ocean's edge To feel Feel more connectedEach step brings me closer to the source of my hearts own beat As the grass glides between my fingers it's as if the heavens above are opening up to let me in with all my imperfections all my …
Three flights up, surround sound and sunlight Views of one of the, if not, the most amazing city in the world Depends on which side of the Hudson one lands Shades pulled up and she spends several minutes A sad attempt to make them even - Angel dust floats aboutShe believe in Angels; rather than …
Morning sun rises in the east; pinks and golden light gently wash over sand and sea, leaves fall, drops of dew glistening with song, sea grass bend with ease.I close my eyes feeling warmth on my skin. Safely I sway. Branches reaching bare boned fingers of Father Time wisdom pointing to a euphoric sensation touching …
Half way between here, there and everywhereSparks of interest; dousing the flame...and the Circle Line has the 2nd best viewOf a city of sleepwalkers, daydreamers - Svengali’s and the likeBut I was mistaken when I thought I sawThe span of the greatest bridge in the worldIn your eyes - even though I never noticedIf you …
Your words, he mutters...are a cloak. A dull knife. And the only difference between you and a novice - condescending sighYour dark eyes speak louder than your words.Put pen to paper and let them undress you.He brushes against my left side As he walks away the space dissipates. He utters softly...my dear © 2022 TrilbyYates …
The question posed It's like a hostile Shot across the bow - slo-mo tormentThe moment lingers Silence slips into What feels like an eternity One click left and all I can think about Is what color your eyes are Noticing they change When you speak Answers don't seem relevant When time stops and the heart …
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