Direct and forward
A rabid salivating tongue
Deafening from silence
Gripping to the slick
and grapevine of truth
Lacking minimal patience
A vicious tightrope
Brash and Harsh
Invigorating sincerity
Zero fluctuation
Pledging to the straight arrow
The outspoken prophet
residing in a palace of lights
shimmering faith reverberates
Deteriorating eyesight
Cockeyed perception
Agitations foaming at the mouth
Removing the garbage
Calming the whispers
Torturing the roars
Sighing to the bee sting
Bleeding from the dry lips
Masking undertones
Streaming suspicions
Cutting the grapevines
Screaming murmurs
Bumbling suggestions leach
Rumors spread like a cold
Unsubstantiated truths
I will acknowledge
that I had an affair
I love metaphors
creating imaginary worlds
A written tapestry
Seduced by alliteration
I had an affair
with the craft of language
I’m enthralled by
the layers and symbolism
I’m engaged
to a place to release my tension
I’m in a atmosphere
where I’m understood
I’m in a whirlwind
where I’m forever lost
I’m pulled in
by the legacy of poets
Desiring to fulfill
a long winded fantasy
The affair will continue….
A carton of 2% milk to the left
Thin bottle of apple juice to the right
One shelf
A single cup of mixed berry yogurt
Second shelf
A six pack of Blue Moon beer on the bottom
of the shelf
Random condiments on the inside of the door
Could this be the refrigerator of a bachelor?
Writing with a light shade of pink
Paragraphs of wit and charm
Hallucinations of bitter love
Caught up in unknown webs
Burying summer flings and
hypnotic one night stands
Self inflicted wounds never sewn
The bookmark never leaves
this etched and engraved page
It’s the single page that altered
her perception of love and self
You gave me
a ray of sunshine to view humanity
You gave me
the glue to put my shell together
You gave me
a hand to hold the weight on my shoulders
You gave me
dripping sincerity and truth
You gave me
the candle to hold the endangered flame
You gave me
a sense of puzzling wonder
You gave me
a band aid to disguise the pain
You gave me
a cold cloth to cleanse the self worth
Crawling like a snail
Watching the hour glass
Staring at paint dry
on the curbside
Playing in the sandbox
Mesmerized by the fallen
rainbows and stardust
Absorbing every minute
Not one second is rushed
Pixels illuminate
Enhanced motions
Days inhaling weeks
Weeks serenading months
Smiling leaves dance
Rivers singing in harmony
Families at dinner tables
Time is a speck
Life is fully embraced
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