Short-Lived and Bountiful - Sunday Scribblings

Substantial is the loss...
I've endured during your incumbency...
Occupying a space in my mind...
On a grandiose scale...
Where your significance pales in comparison...
Foreshadowed by the actions you've all but forgotten...
See, my memory is a time capsule...
Expanding in its luxury to over compensate...
What you've done to make me hate...
All the ways that you speak...
All the ways that you deceit...
Towering over me is a sea of hope...
Where I learn to grow and cope...
Forgiveness is key...
Unlocking my soul...
Freeing me of your trivial actions...
No longer limited by the here and now...
I've capitalized on the meaning 'here today, gone tomorrow.'

Aches of a Broken Heart

Haunted by the existence of past...
False hopes lead to an oblique premise...
Foundation cracked, eminent with rust and the remains of death...
Honesty approaches with immense devestation...
Gripping the thin wire of selfish disdain...
Wounds deep enough to leave tender scars...

Raw with the commotion...

Sincere with devotion...

Until separated by the tides of the ocean...

Trust turns to mistrust...

Truth turns to lies...

Blue skies turn to stormy nights...

Pieces are broken...

Scattered and lost...

Recovery is merely a frost...

All by the token of one's heart broken. 

Captured in Word, Freed By a Love

Your name...
My tears...
Saunter on my very being...
Racing to collide...
Into my heart....
I've known from the start...
All the ways you could allude my core...
Begging you for more...
Leaving me ashamed...
At all the ways I've coveted your name...
Running its course through my veins...
Dewdrops remain...
Sustaining me from pain...
Cooling me into sane...
Moments of dullness chastize my brain...
When a thought of you captures my view...
Serenity envelopes all the uncertainties...
Tears are captured and freed from fears.

Designation's Bearing

Dancing across my body...
The sweet scent of mint...
Exhaled with every luscious kiss.


Eyes meet...
Hearts beet...
World halts.


Lingering upon my breast...
Heaven's gate...
Embarking on satitating hunger.  


Taunting...
Teasing...
Pleasing.


Taste of sweet honey appetizing to the pallet...
Feasting on the perils of honor...
Frustrates the desire.


Stroking...
Fluidly...
My core.


Reverberations breaking sound barriers...
Roar from inside-out...
Calling your name in heavenly bliss.


Is how I sustain...
With the gratifying resonance of your name. 

Emotional Crux

My mind...
It spins and spins out of control...
Stirring wraths and turning up rifts...
This mind has more power than any natural disaster...
The creative ingenious might lend its way to linguistic complexity...
Where complacency is redundancy...
Life stalls...
We crash into these walls...
Missing moments of futility...
Only to feel wholeheartedly...
What we might otherwise disguise...
As the happiness of tomorrow...
We get lost in this distortion we call emotion...
Never truly understanding the meaning...
Behind all this deceiving...
We pretend to feel...
And feel to blend...
Until we are no longer fixed.