I am happy to say #emoetry is back and the prompt for 5/18 is #hesitant

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We made the decision to dance under the crowns of sycamore. Chasing sunbeams through the boughs, clothing left on the forest floor. Freedom found after the kisses made the tummy flip just right. Nature a witness to our chosen carnality. We win in the drops we place amongst the leaves. Offerings.

In the midst of my need for maddening fuckery I found an eternal hear me out 🖤

Tonight's read..

I saw a pout to her lips that screamed cryptic and a yearning for a complete lack of subtlety. A hand offered and taken, ticket punched. The do not disturb sign dangling from the cloakroom door, swaying back and forth. Matching the two-backed beast cacophony, let loose between the coats and hats.

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Of all the things in this life to waste. Pick something besides your time.

This is where the eternal meets the spring blooms that grew on our footpath. We planted us in rich soil with tired smiles. Hands not letting go like entwined roots because we didn't wish to break contact. The cost paid to turn seasonal into perennial in the garden of trust and loud passions found.

Let us not discount the value of a conversation full of candor and laughter. The purity of joy given freely.

There you are, stardust. Decorating my lap with the glow you told me about in the twilight kiss session.

Simple pleasures on crisp mornings.

Be the happenstance that scattered the chess pieces off the board.

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What is felt need not be explained. Only experienced, cataloged in the sensory pleasure centers. Cycled through the synapses and enshrined in the palm of my hand. Held in the distance that closes quickly, staying molded to my frame. Your natural wishes are the clothes you wear in our quiet kiss.

To wish for a quiet breath. A few seconds of honest praise to devour. Morsels that become a feast.

Breathe me in, beloved. I want to decorate your lungs with my bad poetry.

I long thought I was a victim To love's capricious whim Swept away by currents strong And gasping, forced to swim After all this time I've learned That my heart's capacity Is a blessing, not a curse — My love is the best of me. #emoetry #victimized #poetry #poetrycommunity

The panic begins Something's not right Hands start to shake Shirt hem gripped tight Eyes start to water I feel a bit queasy Don't look, I'm fine just a little #uneasy. #emoetry #writing #poetry #poem

I refuse to swim in shallow waters. My path is one off the map, where the monsters live.

My view is your face in an infinite mirror, my love. Your sleepy grin is as #dear to me as any treasure above or below this Earth. Ours is the meeting of limbs that wax and water as our breathing quickens. When the stillness learned to scream and not lose serenity. #vss365

We dance in the wind and make war with the thunder. Competing with the storn.

I'm bats about you 🖤

#poetry #ekphrastic Did I really lose my way Walking on these tracks With fires just behind me & no hope of turning back? Or did I run toward my fate The moment that I turned around To see that everything I hate Had simply burned right to the ground? #photography #digitalart #photoediting

Open your mind I've been waiting With patient care To ease your war Seduce your sorrows Carrying you home A wish is not a place The arms of buoyancy A shoulder to have Serenity in kisses Ghosts banished Past made to flee Sketch a little more This art of us

I wish to be the flower pressed between the pages of your most lived book.

Post your warning sign

My sins are written in blood and ink, scribbled upon canvas I hang on my library walls. They are my tales of the kind of avarice that soothes souls. A mercy of lips on your shoulder, my fingers wandering. Invited within your sacred dreams to splash them with my particular colour of love.

#Emoetry prompt for 5/2 is #Flattered #writingcommunity #poetry #blueskypoets

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Put the kettle on.

It's always a good night to read the Necronomicon 🖤

Drop some CAPES

I'm building a life that doesn't require a relapse. A journey that is worth the stones I remove from my shoes. Doubt is the sophistry that gives the lie to faith that lasts. The maze didn't defeat me after I stopped destroying myself. My touch made gentle is the torch that lights my eyes for you.

The words I consume in the stillness 🖤

For you, I would share the quiet of my evenings to find stars in your shadow kisses 🖤

#Emoetry prompt for 4/30 is #delirium #writingcommunity #poetry #blueskypoet

Without downloading anything new, where are you, mentally?

I save your first moan and last sigh in my arms for safekeeping. Let me replay the story that is more than memories left on the flooded comforter. You can cycle my wishes on every single inch of your landscape. We travel together in the throes of constant ache blessed with always.

Choose the form of the Destructor

You seduce me like the rain, covering me in your everything. The thunder at evening. The dew of morning.

Don't underestimate the restorative power of a sunny day and a pleasant breeze.

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I find absolution in the way her hair drapes across my face right before our lips touch. I get saved between every breath we share. Our doors are open, windows too, the grace is the puddle beneath us. She is all I ever wished to believe in.