You coloured my soul. Shocking me pink, Shining me with yellows; you painted me scarlet. Then came the blues.
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My fingers hover over the keys, Hesitant messengers of reticent words. Intangible dreams have cluttered my mind, The time has come to spring clean you. Dear… Say your name and my mouth mimics our kisses, Like a mantra it becomes my home. What do I call you now? Love, lover or some other name More [click here to read more]
I am as tall as the trees and as old as the mountains. I know you; I rule you; I am you. You fight me, deny me, and long for my passing. There are days when I have treacle-trickled through grief and darkness and then, when you stop to greet me, I am gone in [click here to read more]
Sweet and soothing, you welcome the day and guide me out of heady slumber, Gently nudging me awake and shooing away echoes of dreams. As nurturing sleep slips through my fingers, they open to clasp the warm handle of That first cup of tea.
Friday fatigue engulfs my body, I turn the key and step over the threshold Between deadlines and bedtime. The pillow cradles my head with soporific softness, I love my bed. Weekend ease allows me to watch you, Laughing, playing, shouting, crying ‘My knee, Mummy. There’s blood!’ I pull you to me and nuzzle your soft [click here to read more]
It took one, two, three attempts but you cracked my shell. And there I was, firm on the outside; white, pure. Inside, warm and sticky, I welcomed you in. Go on. Double dip me; Scrape out every last piece of me and consume it. Then leave me, broken and empty. Ready to be walked on.