Goodnight Lover

Posted in Love & Pain on November 20, 2013 by Poetic Flow

Goodnight sweet lover,
We’ve been on this ride
For quite a long time.
Somewhere along the way,
In the years of our lives,
Love changed its mind.
Excuse me for a moment
While I make you hate me
To make you let me go.

In the end,
You will realize
That I will have saved you from days and nights
Of unnecessary tears and a broken heart,
Which neither one of us are strong enough
To survive.

If we stay on this road of loving each other,
Our worlds will surely collide.
Hang up your heart
At the edge of sunset,
Go down the boulevard of freedom
To the top of Amazing Grace
And watch the early days of our romance
Go down in a blaze of glory.

Goodnight, sweet lover,
To the spell you held over me.
Goodnight to blissful days of
Dancing in your shadows.
I’ll keep a lingering memory of you
Locked away in the far back of my mind
Where all my cherished are quietly kept.

In this love affair
We rejoiced in the love and fought in the hate,
We danced through the joy and cried through the pain,
We connected through the happiness and hid from the shame
When the realization was clear
We were going nowhere.
We drank to seeing each other leave
Through separate doors.
And I didn’t love you no more
The way I had once before.

Time reached its end for us,
And yet we’re still standing
Trying to hold on to something
That more sexually intense.
You took me to Heaven and back.
And with no other have I experienced
All that you have given me.
Such an amazing ride
We both have taken,
Goodnight sweet lover,
Tell me you’ll always love me,
I’ll bury all my regrets,
I won’t hate you one day.
Let me walk out of your life
With my head held high.

From the book, “Imperfections: Of Life’s Divine”

Updated 12/10/13


Dancing With the Devil

Posted in Body & Soul, Pain on November 20, 2013 by Poetic Flow

I’ve had my heart right here.
To Find different ways to love you,
Always loving you the right way.
Was it ever my destiny
To give you what your heart deserves?
And all I’ve ever tried to do was
Just that,
And yet you’ve never seemed to
Remind me where my place was,
Which was never first in your soul.

At first you gave me your joy.
It was a world of you I was exposed to,
It made me open myself to you,
Let you explore places within
No one has ever gone.
That was what lovers was supposed to do.
That’s how I felt about you.

Wherever there was pain,
You wrapped your arms around me
To shield me from the aftermath.
And in the changing of the tides,
Our ships that collided,
Bringing us one to one
Where suddenly found that we
Were sailing in different directions
And there became this disconnect
That drove me away from you.
You away from me.

That day when our hands clashed
In ways that separated our souls,
Ripped at our hearts
That I was ready to leave then
But there was that flame that held me
Captive to your heart and soul,
To who you were to me,
That stepping out on that path
To a new land just didn’t seem
Where I needed to be.

My happiness fell from grace
When I opened my eyes in a dream
And did not see you there.
I held out my hand and the hand of an angel
Reached for me and pulled me into
His place of tranquility.

I cried no tears to wish for you
To be at my side,
And yet,
In the distance I could see you
With no expression on your face
Until the day you realized I was gone.
It was then in the rain tears fell
From your eyes.

I have fallen from you.
You have — somewhere in your spirit — let me go
And freely I have walked away.
One last time I stepped into your domain
To gather that world that was once mine
To take it away from you
Into another dimension,
You took me by the hand
And I could feel the fire from you
Rising up into my blood.

In an instance,
Our bodies were together like magic
Sexing under your moonlit sky.
My heart and mind wanted to say no
Yet my body wanted the experience,
If even for one last time,
That experience,
Which we only came to know
So many years ago.
And it was good,
Feeling like the first time
We danced this dance.
You were like dancing with the devil.

I felt the weight of your love
Reigning like a sunshine of gold.
Intoxicating and I was obsessed,
Wanting more than I was allowed to taste.
You touched me in places
Where my body was at your command.
We danced between the sheets of your
Sweet ecstacy,
And I poured out to you all the passion
My body could hold and willingly give.
You were like dancing with the devil
With your trickery of romance
In attempt to close that door
I had once walked out of.

Don’t make me say I love you
In this state of bodily being.
Forever do not take me back to that place
When loving you was all I wanted to do.
When loving you was all I knew.
Love me up then let me go,
You can exist in your world without me.
Please do not cry for me.
For I have not shed one tear
In this moment of being.
Leaving you seems to easy,
Yet it feels so hard to say goodbye.

From the book “Imperfections: Of Life’s Divine”


Posted in Emotions on May 8, 2013 by Poetic Flow

Ask me how my day was.
Make me feel of importance to you.
Every day I take the long journey home
Feeling empty inside
As if there is nothing to come home to,
But the reality that you are there.
I try so hard to hide what I feel inside,
There are just things you do that makes me crazy.

I forget who you are sometimes.
That I start to wonder if
I exist in your world.
But I look to the newness of another day,
There is where I can find some relief
That I will be out in the streets
Accompanied by the kind words and attention
Of strangers.

You don’t seem to realize
The pain I feel deep down inside,
How I miss who we used to be.
You sit there lost in your own world
And don’t even notice me.
And yet you complain about the smallest things
I don’t do or have not done.
That is when you notice I’m alive,
That is when you know my name…
Only to point out my flaws and my mistakes.

Ask me how I feel when I’m sick,
Ask me if I’m ok if you see I am in pain.
Give me the benefit of the doubt
That you acknowledge I’m alive.

I’d Love to Hate You

Posted in Love & Romance on April 11, 2013 by Poetic Flow

I want to hate you past
The day you were born.
Forget I ever knew your name.

I want to forget the day
When we first kissed.
That first day we ever made love.

I want to forget the day
When you were an obssession,
When you were that one thing
I could not do without,

I want to forget that moment
When you entered my innocence,
And made me fall in love with you.
It was then you took me into your soul
And we became one to one.

You send me into this
Sweetness of hating you,
And yet the reason for loving you
Reign like fire in my soul
And remains all to real.
Is letting you go supposed to
Hurt so much?

I want to tiptoe out of your world,
Taking all of the memories of me
Out of your mind,
So if in the next life
Our paths should cross,
You will not know my name.

In the midnight hour
When I am alone with you.
You make me feel like
Time has stood still for us.
You take every last breath of me.

I ask in the time to come
Will we grow old and gray together,
But I can only see days
Of tears ahead
Disguised in the falling rain.

You bring me to this
Sweet madness of hating you,
Even down to the last caress
And the last taste of your sweet kisses.

I want to hate you past
The day you were born.
Be nothing more than
A passing fantasy.

In the midnight hour,
I want to tiptoe out of your world
To find what it was I lost
Many years ago.
To become re-acquainted with
Who I am and who I have aspired to be.

Good night lover,
We knew each other well,
But it’s time to put it all to an end.
I will always love you.
I will always love you.
But now I must bid thee farewell.

From the book, “Imperfections: Of Life’s Divine”
April 11, 2013

Talking to the Moon

Posted in Life, Love & Romance, Pain, Poetry on February 26, 2013 by Poetic Flow

Pondering the thoughts
Of yesterday’s time.
The wind blowing around
The thoughts in mind of
Where in this place we are.
Somewhere on Lovers Lane
That love I held strong in
My soul for you has become displaced.
And thus I sit here
Talking to the moon
Trying to find where it is
I lost my way.

There is no doubt
In these feelings I feel
That I do still love you from
The bottom of my heart,
But when my eyes envision your face
From a distance when you are not here,
I don’t see the same man I loved
When we first walked down
Flower paved roads.
And thus I sit here
Talking to the moon,
Trying to find where it is
We go from here.

I will never ask you
If your love for me has changed.
I am not accustom to the words
Fear and rejection for they
Hold me captive to my own misery.
You once gave me
What the world could never give me,
Your undying love and devotion,
Your affection that grounded me
And made me whole,
Your warm embrace that protected me,
Your tender kiss that soothed me,
Erasing my troubles for just that moment.
I never feared loneliness because
You were always there,
Your songs of faith and devotion
Sheltered me from those who
Never cared for me.

We were one in the eyes of those
Who would see us.
Our laughter filled the air
Soaring on the tail end of the wind.
My heart used to skip a beat
Whenever you weren’t around,
And I slept sleepness nights
If you weren’t at my side.
That was when you and I were one.
When love was something we had
To hold on to.
And thus I sit here
Talking to the moon
Fighting back the tears,
Regretting the days that have
Pushed us a part.

If in a day,
You want to blame me for the missteps
Our love has taken.
Let me lay down my pride and selfishness,
And take the beatings your words
Shall give me.
The harshness only you know how
To inflict on a woman’s soul.
If in this time your forgiveness
Goes unfounded,
Then let me go into a world of the unknown
Where I will not back track to find you,
Only to keep moving forward
Into happiness bliss
To find where it is I truly belong.
Just don’t keep me here
To remind you of those things you’ve lost
Because if you open your eyes
You are a reminder of the things I’ve lost 
That time can never replace.

And as I sit here
Talking to the moon,
I can only make one simple wish
To ask if in this lifetime it is not
Meant for you and I to share in
What we’ve wanted for so long,
That we equally set each other free
To go into our own
Corners of different worlds
To be where it is we truly want to be,
To do what it is that makes us whole,
To not drag out a togetherness
Built on false pretenses.

From the book “Imperfections: Of Life’s Divine”
February 26, 2013

Call Me Misty Valentine

Posted in Love & Romance on February 14, 2013 by Poetic Flow

(It’s been quite a long time since I’ve written a Valentine’s Day poem.  Today I thought I’d take a crack at it and see if I still could.  If you’ve ever truly been in love in your lifetime, you know what love feels, and if you’ve ever truly been in love and experienced the melt down side effects of it, then you can relate to that as well.  Love should never hurt, but sometimes it does.  It is that hurt that makes us strong because we find in our next lifetime of romance, love does get a little friendlier, but sometimes it becomes just as challenging.  With that said, I hope you enjoy “Call Me Misty Valentine.”)

You romanced me when the days of love were strong,
When the fire between us was intense.
I held you in my soul,
Keeping you to myself,
Where in a word…I was loved.

I cry at Valentines Day,
The tears shed of a happiness and of a joy
That only you brought to my sunshine.
You served my world with flowers in a field of dreams
And chocolate candies that spelled out my name.

I reminisce over the memory of your sweet kisses,
The nights you would hold me close,
And I would fall away into your slumberland.
Sweet dreams of the love we made
Dances around in my head
With the words of your promises
To forever love me
Plays to a gentle tune of memories
Of where we once were
To where we are now.
And it makes me cry at Valentine’s Day,
The reality of a reflection
Of loving you
With every vessel of my being,
When loving you felt so right.

I am mystified at how time has passed,
How it has changed us.
We live in two different worlds
Where love has a different picture of reality.
I knock on your door at Valentine’s Day
To escape into your sunset,
To dance under the stars,
And sail away into the blue horizon,
Wrapped in your sweet embrace,
To once more experience
That loving magic
When our love for each other was all we knew.

Do You Remember Us

Posted in Emotions, Love & Romance on February 4, 2013 by Poetic Flow

Blue wilted flowers in a half cracked vase.
Stale chocolate candies
In a torn and worn discolored box.
A card of love and fairy tales
Crumpled in an envelope,
Let me blow away the dust,
To relive the subtle reminders of memories
Of what days of being love once felt like.

Burned out scented candles,
Soft playing music on an old
Record player.
Dimmed lights in the middle of winter,
It was then you loved me.
We kissed our cares away,
Buried our pasts in the sensual love we made,
It was then you gave me something
To hold on to.
Do you remember love?
Do you remember us?

Yesterday we hung on to what
Life could bring us in a broken down world.
Today we barely say hello
Without the wonder if there’ll even be
A tomorrow to look forward to.
And yet I kiss you in the wake of the morning sun,
But run to the other side of dawn
To find the realism of my sanity
On the edge of a stolen happiness used to remind me of
What life should be like with you today.
Tell me,
Do you remember love?
Do you remember us?
When the smell of my sweet perfume
Kept you dialing my number whenever we were apart?
When the thought of my smile lit a path
To guide you back to me.
When we could dance in a field of lilies
And feel we could
Never grow old and weary,
With time always on our side?
It was then we knew what love was.
Young and strong.

I rather live in five minutes of
Yesteryear’s love that built the
Foundation we walked upon.
Than to live in tomorrow’s fading memories.
Way back when was when love meant something.
We weren’t just together to exist,
A simple matter of convenience.
Then was when love was real
And we cherished the wilted flowers
And stale chocolate candies.
Give me that love once more
Even if it’s just for five minutes.
And I’ll give you a lifetime of
My heart.

From the book, “Imperfections: Of Life’s Divine”

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