Poetry To The Public

His luscious voice came in,
Not known what was said,
But heard every note,
His eyes held mine with content,
His dark eyes engulfed me,
His scent swam over me,
Filling me with ecstasy,
His tongue slowly licked his lips,
I felt his penetrative stare,
My bottom lip swam,
I fell under his spell,
Our eyes were linked,
Such love longed in his,
Such obsession longed in mine,
I felt his love,
As he filled me with heat
So to never go cold again,
His touch gave
What most couldn’t,
A will to live on,
I felt my strength leave me,
As his strength held what mine couldn’t,

His eyes are,
As wonderful as the sunset,
So precious to see once,
But wanting to see again,
His lips speak music,
As the ocean sways,
In a rhythmic manor
Below the stars,
His breaths are
Slow but deep enough
To hear each breath
And wanting another,

He licks his lips,
As he writes
His words of blood,
Drenched deep within,
Each emotion inside,
Trying to pour it all
On one little page,
It’s crinkled
And tattered,
With ink stains,
His breath is hard
But his mind is set,
He needs no shoving
Or pushing forward
For his goal is set,

My life was fine,
But along came a soldier,
His eyes seemed to speak
What he couldn’t say,
My lips seems to tell
What shouldn’t be told,
I whispered a lie,
To get him close,
His eyes spoke
‘Love is dangerous this way,’
His eyes held mine,
As we exchanged
Thoughts and experiences,
We felt each other’s pain,
And gave the other,
The will to survive
Another day,

The tears fell,
As the clock drew
Me toward it,
The wonderful colors,
The stained red,
The pure torture,
My love,
My tragedy,
Blood red,
A color so delicate,
Yet so pure,
As life itself swims,
As does red,
He was splashed in blood,
From seam to seam,
She saw the color,
The joy on his face,
Her last breath
His first love,
It was but
A tragedy

Her face shows
No emotion,
Her lips speak
No words,
Her face is
Still and dead,
Her eyes show
The emotions that
She thinks and feels,
The torture
And terror,
Known only by her,
Her eyes plead
‘GO AWAY!’
You cringe in fear
As you look her way
A cold, dark, stare,
Is what you see,
Not much more until,
You turn away,
You remember her stare,
Straight back at you,
With her frightening
Green eyes,
Threatening you,
Laughing at your
Puny existence,
A mere sparkle
Of life,
That is nowhere near
The horrible thoughts
That pass through
Her mind,
They used to
Make her cry
And cower,
But now they
Make her smile,
A wicked smile,
That makes you cringe
As you run away,
Through the forest
And through the streets,
Until safely at home
Do you feel that
Cold, dark, stare again,
As you raise your head
And begin to prepare,
For your last night
On Earth,
For tomorrow is your
Death day,
You remember her words,
Which were not yet spoken
But known,
‘Life is easier this way’

A jumbled piece of paper,
A lost hope,
Was what became of this life,
To give up and not fight,
To recognize that she was beaten,
Her system failed her,
She had no return,
It was now or never,
But he chose for her,
Did he ever truly understand her?
Did he never know who she was?
For it was never to be
His choice,
But it became
As white turned to red,
Light to dark,
As the visions faded
Gone forever
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