A year ago I met a man Playing word crozzle, and from that sprang Sexy talk that went with a bang Made us both wet, and gave us a pang I knew he played lots of other games Did cyber sex ,with others,with no names I didnt know he had a lover He probably only… Continue reading Knowing Rick a poem by Eve
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Future memories
What will I think of you in years to come Will my memory of events be true or turned to none I hope the best moments will still be there Or will they be subsumed by the bitter share How can I hold the bliss, the joy of you Will it just be a transient… Continue reading Future memories
Trapped
Trapped in this life Like a fly in a Web Though not trussed up tight In silken thread Held by invisible chains Of inertia and caring Longing for a tangible love Rather than this shell, they are wearing She knows there is affection But dreams of so much more She reads of soul mates She… Continue reading Trapped
Conundrum
I think maybe I show too much empathy Programmed to care distorts my destiny My motivations mean I often put myself last It’s the way it’s always been, though there is joy in the repast Does it mean I lack the ability to be truly me Or does it show I am happy with myself,… Continue reading Conundrum
Caught on a whim.
Softly blown wishes, like thistledown Carried on wings over boundless ellipses Fluttering and floating never tied down Quietly hushed, as they blow overhead Valiantly hoping, they reach the right town Willing the wind will carry them safe Over the miles and onto your face Changing themselves into emotions and pictures To set you on fire… Continue reading Caught on a whim.
Moulding me
I love to escape into my mind, My sanctuary from life’s issues all kind I learn to look at a different me Share or touch and you might see. Something set words and emotions free My joy in life maybe the key Taking the past moulding the future Each a story line making a… Continue reading Moulding me
Live in the moment
Live in the moment Not in the past Nor hanker for the future It’s a fantasy repast The moment, might not be the finest But it’s the now Make it the best you can Make it your vow Don’t defer happiness by harking back Don’t look to others To mark out the track Find inner… Continue reading Live in the moment
Love and the Heart
What is this tripe about the heart An illusion in love, used so much in art Songs and sonnets, plays and books Breaking hearts, heart sick, the stuff of storybooks Love is a product of the mind Involving our emotions and hormones running blind Attraction starts not from the heart That’s really not the part… Continue reading Love and the Heart
Strangers but not strangers
We are strangers, connected by the comfort of unfamiliarity. Although familiarity, knowing the other, is becoming more a reality. We touch the edges of our lives. Spend time in banter, in play, in idle chat in sexy innuendo,adding fizz. It’s peculiar how the inadvertent takes us to a complete circle. That feeling of connection; that… Continue reading Strangers but not strangers
Rebuilding dreams
Today my dream seems set to rust Think it’s past it, reduced to dust Gossamer threads colour my day Looking at a horizon layered in grey Sure the dark is pulling me in. Hold my dreams, in my hand Sifting through their hues, there’s a bright strand Hold that strand towards the light Twinkling green,… Continue reading Rebuilding dreams
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 