Poetry Blog by Just jo
To those whose love is friendship
And those whose love is endless
To those with just a memory of love that passed before
To the lovers, to the flirty
To the secret, dark and dirty
The romantics cooking dinner, with roses by the score
To those waiting for a true love
Those embarking on a new love
And those whose love is something that is tricky to define
To those holding on with tough lo...
Tuesday 12th February 2019 4:15 pm
Wakeful and waiting
Feeling of dread
It’s not in my head
Fearing and hating keep alternating.
There is a monster under my bed.
First, I deny it
This cannot be
Next, I decry it
Surely, not me
Then I defy it, get angry whereby it
Shifts and I cower, tremble and plead
Is breaking my mind
No hope there to...
Tuesday 12th February 2019 1:49 pm
Eyes locked, forehead on forehead, softly still.
Interwoven breaths fill each other, inhaling exhalation
The taste of the smell of the sweat of another.
With an embrace this could be love, a tilt of the chin, a slow smile, a kiss.
But your fists are at your side, and so are his.
Tuesday 12th February 2019 1:48 pm