I wish I knew that
the last kiss we shared
was the last time our lips would meet
and that goodbye
'see you later'
would be the last vision
of you my eyes
would know
how fleeting life is
I took for granted
that there would be a next time
another chance
one last moment
to forever remember
alas you left me in the dark
with nothing but regret.
The dawn washed over our bodies We reveled in the awakening Look at Us! We are Real! Human happiness welled within You see - we did not lose ourselves to the darkness The sun rises high and bathes our bodies in it's golden rays We kneel, give praise and worship the golden sun god Then close the shades to sleep.
come to me envelope me in your energy be on me, in me, above me, under me tempt, taunt and haunt me cover me with your kisses wash me with your tongue seal me in your scent drive me over the edge then reel me back in. lather, rinse, repeat again.
that feeling when the impossible seems probable. but you're looking for answers no one can give. like do I go right or turn left? can you spoil me on what lies ahead? will this next step be one I might regret? all these questions met with a sea of silence. a sea of silence that leaves you drowning in doubt. wondering "omigah! should I have asked that outloud?" but it doesn't matter. you've left yourself with no choice now close your eyes, breathe deep, and leap...
...keep me from forcing a definition upon this current interaction let me relax & accept this for what it is a pleasurable pairing of parts in a blissful union that stills my beating heart...
obliviously optimistic
That January haze of those postpartum holiday daze seems to have lifted, dissipated, It is then that I realize I am still here all is well and a little more clear. I was lost, distracted not proud of how I acted, like a childish imp, a pompous tool an ungrateful daughter, the silly fool. Will simple sorry's be enough to regain lost trust? My tarnished self is still in need of polish creative momentum, grant me some solace. There is still so much to learn and respect to be re-earned. A whole wide world to explore, I'm still curious enough to open closed doors, even if it's a big mistake. For a life not lived is a life I cannot take. So bring it, in all your glory Let me participate in my story and focus on the wonder and the beauty yet to be discovered.
mhughes poetry 