Love

Nymph with a Scorpion - Photo by Casila

I am exposed / I’m clothed / why do I feel

like I’m wearing nothing / naked

to your eyes / you see my body and I

wonder if you can see my soul /

I feel your eyes / crawling all over me / I am

a canvas painted with your love all over me

 

I am living my fantasy / learning to love 

without conditions / we are shadows 

that frolic in the dark / touching

kissing / silhouettes wrapped 

around each other / minds that think alike /

But very different / the yin to my yang

You found happiness in me / a treasure 

of intimacy fit for a king / together 

we surprise each other / with our many layers

to discover in one another / a love full of 

passion and excitement / an unmapped journey /

self-discovery / adventure / newness / a true

appetite for life  

Another poem to read:  This Precious Moment

I Love You

Eiffel Tower, Paris - Photo by Casila

Isn’t it love that you need,
Money doesn’t keep real company,
It circulates the room, 
Filled to capacity, and still it feels lonely.

Isn’t it love that you need,
Media will fool you to believe,
You have a large family,
When you don’t even know their names,
When they pass you in the streets.

Dos

Rose - Photo by Casila

I’m not perfect / 
so I expect you to be / 
everything / 
that I am not / so we 
can be perfectly whole /
when we become /

one

Another poem to read: On Her Day

Time

Photo by Alicia Zinn from Pexels

Something, I didn’t want to read,

Avoidance,

It is news,

I did not want to see,

Avoidance,

Someone, I didn’t want to be,

Avoidance,

Still, it attaches itself to me,

Running harder and fast,

Fading, farther, deeper into an empty stare, 

Staring at my breathing air,

Tired soul, tired bones,

Aching chest, a fatigued zest for life,

This working life, not working out for me,

Time doesn’t stop,

Time holds no remorse of dragging you, 

Into its future, 

You can stop to gather yourself, 

But Time isn’t going to wait,

It is Time that knows all-knowing,

It is Time that is certain, 

Ticking even in the moments when all is still,

A single message can travel across the globe,

In every language, every time zone,

The Revelation,

Time is King.

Another poem to read: The Book on the Shelf

Horse and Carriage

Photo by Casila - Horse Carriage Ride, Chicago

Somebody shot her foot,
Tried to stop her from movin‘, 
Movin’ on up, ow look at her life,
She looks sweet like cherry pie,
Sweet like warm buns bronzed with body lava,
Stunning like a professional bouquet,
Bee’s swarmed to her honeysuckle, 
Pollinated lifestyle, spreading her dreams, 
Nights filled with stars and twinkling lights,
Somebody stumped her foot, 
Success, popularity, sexual admiration, the good life, 
Too much on the scene for one night, 

Somebody tried to stop her.

Another poem to read: Divorce

Red Bottoms

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did she gloat across that table / when 

she called it an entanglement / is she 

proud now / was this her ha ha ha / 

deep belly laugh moment / was his 

constrained demeanor / that showed that he cared

her reward / was it blissful 

to finally kiss it back

did she explain what she needed / wanted to feel 

to rub it in / to make him feel incompetent /

does he despise her / even more now 

more / than the day he said he was done /

was this moment all the reassurance / he needed

the confirmation / he needed it 

when he requested her / when the universe 

sent him someone else /

first

Another poem to read: Cat

Sodalite

Photo by Casila - Work Space

My poet’s ring,
Reminds my days of the nights,
I created my life from a dream.

I hope the feelings don’t fade,
Like tan lines from a band,
Where vows weren’t kept,
And dreams were shattered,
After the blessings were given,
And the union was sealed,

From Heaven. 

Another poem to read:  Fields of Dreams

Take-out

Photo by Rodolfo Clix from Pexels

I’d rather have my pizza at home,
The full box open on my sheets,
Extra sauce, extra cheese,
Paper towels, for the extra grease,
Baggy sweats and baggy tee,
Hair tied up in a scrunchie.

I’d rather have my pizza at home,
Free to eat, and eat, and eat
The entire box, all for me,
Remote control in my hand,
To flick and switch, because I can,
Lights to dim for tired eyes,
Resting my mind from all outside.

I’d rather have my pizza at home,
Yes, I’ll have it to-go, please,
I’d rather have it behind closed doors,
Phone to scroll, TV on,
Nice and comfortable in my bed,

I’d wouldn’t want it any other way.

Another poem to read: At Night

On Her Day

Photo by Casila - Married Couple in Paris

On her day, she reigned
One her day, she accepted our admiration
She loved everyone, 
While creating this moment to be cherished
Forever,
Our thoughts were filled …
…she is so Beautiful,
Elegant
Unconditionally Loved
Wealthy
Ethereal
Feminine
We saw perfection.
Her…re-birth,
His…value of everlasting worth,
Crowned,

With marriage.

Another poem to read: Wife

Thursdays

Photo by Life Of Pix from Pexels

My feline licks the water droplets
From my legs, I pet her away
Walking into my closet, she stops
At the double doors with heated floors,
I slip on ostrich kitten heels,
A Valentino robe that sweeps
The monogram floor,
Heading to the kitchen
To feed my patient feline, prior
To my Zoom meeting, excited to plan
With my hilarious agent,

From Jersey.

Another poem to read: Early Morning

Early Morning

Photo by Quintin Gellar from Pexels

Moroccan rose petals and essential oils, unfold
From a sweet almond fizz and bubble bath bomb,
Himalayan salt in the clawfoot tub, a room
Softly lit with sunrise, the low volume of early

Morning news, butter croissants, and grapefruit juice.

Another poem to read: Quarantined

At Night

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Fresh white roses on the nightstand, white
Sheers and ivory drapes frame the floor
To ceiling picturesque New York skyline,
Flames glow in the electric fireplace,
Aroma tangos from the cedarwood candle
Perfuming the air, where the sound of a
Feline's meow grows closer, to find a
Space to curl up and purr loud, reality TV is
Stretched across the wall, with cinematic
Surround sound in dimmed lights,  I
Settle into the night with crisp pear wine
And a phone to scroll online during

Commercials.

Another poem to read: Alone

Kiss & Tell

Photo by Git Stephen Gitau from Pexels

How great is hope!
How hopeful it is to be loved!
How cherished are the moments,
Recalled with joyful squeals with friends,
Kisses to tell,
Stories co-created with God,

Gifted to you.

Another poem to read: The Coffee House

Treasure

Photo by luizclas from Pexels

If you knew my love’s worth,

You could have got rich quick!

I am rich with life, I am a gift,

I am enough.

Another poem to read: Better Choices