"Leila has chance encounter with Ace, her resolve to avoid him vanishes"
Leila heard her name called as she held a garden hose while standing on the concrete porch of her parents’ house. She was aiming the nozzle at the gladiolas in the flower bed to the right of the porch, showering...
Each night as he closes his eyes to rest his mind She opens hers, flickers of light flow into his dreams It is she that stood holding him tight, keeping worries away Yet, the rule has changed, now she needs his strength Not a word is said about her, she is everything and nothing Her pain, sorrow, grief and burden cannot compare For his victory, success, knowledge and joy Is to be her reward, so she waits, dies a bit more Every day that passes is harder than the one before The glitter and gold slowly fade from her soul She wants, needs nothing more than his smile Colors, sure, she always speaks of them for that is her Those hues that combine into the path of their existence Where she sits dressed in black is where she is for now She has broken the rule, the one that brought her to him She has fallen in love and now she weeps for he does not Too busy to see that it was her not the crowd that cheered The eternal struggle, the cold rain, the sound of echos She is here and will remain until he awakes to soothe her pain That day will come, she has no doubt for although he does not say He too has fallen with her, this has just begun, makes no sense None at all, that is what keeps them coming back.. home
"I believe dreams come true, I believe in me and you"
Daydreaming on my swing I never want to leave My head is in the clouds I'm caught up in your sweet Thinking of wonderful Thinking of love Thinking what's possible As doves woo above I hear a bee buzzing It...
I still know your step, Gentle sound of bare feet, And rustle of sand under your feet, When the foaming waves, Accepted in silent embrace, Make garlands around legs, As the chains of my fate... I still know your smell,...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Ache inside,I grip my thighs aroundImaginary hipsAnd feel your weightPress down upon meWith kisses for my lips.Hunger, yearning,Lust and desperation,Passion, loneliness,Depths of strong frustration.Undulations...
"Teased to breaking point John succumbs; more than one dream is fulfilled!"
In 1968 Andy Warhol posited "In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes." Of course neither he nor Marshall McLuhan had ever heard of twitter or Paris Hilton and the sex-tape Kardashian family. As all great geniuses they...
"Misguided relationship"
Friend me she said, I remember the day. So many months ago, But seems like just yesterday. Chat me she said, You seem like a nice guy. I don’t have many friends, So I gave it a try. Kiss me...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.You are in the hiss of the white glowing foamThat quickly crawls its wayUp the moonlit sand,Where tiny pinpricks of Neptune's starsTwinkle their way...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Where sleeps his love tonight?Is she under canopies of deepest midnight velvet,Or graced beneath the weeping willow's sweeping arms?Does she lie in shadows...
