Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Let me cry until I die, down in the gutter or flying high, let me cry. Let me be angry and hostile and cold, no matter what you have been told, let me cry. When I cry, please don’t sigh don’t join in, you have no reason to cry. Let … Continue reading Let Me Cry
Would You ?
When you hear that mother cry, would you stop and find out why? Or would you just walk on by? When that man in the doorway is high, would you bother or carry on by? When that man needs food for the day and has nowhere but the street to lay, would you stay and pass the time of day? Would you turn the other way?
Touch Me
Slowly touch me, caress my body with your fingers, let this tingling feeling linger. Let this feeling resonate like the voice of a singer. Feel me shudder as sweet words I utter and free my mind from daily clutter. Just concentrating on where you choose to wallow, savouring each and every hollow. Calming my spirit, … Continue reading Touch Me
American Dream, Iowa Queen
I dream of holding you tight, of taking a dream flight to an Iowa girl who waits for me every night, even though I’m thousands of miles out of sight. Oh, my American dream Atlantic charm radiant beam. How we long to embrace across the ocean face to face. But, we both remain in different … Continue reading American Dream, Iowa Queen
Satin and White Lace
A collaboration between Mark Symmonds and Debra Sasak Ross Through satin and white lace. I can still see your face. Your features I can trace. No one could ever take your place. My heart starts to race As our passion quickens pace. My hands pull at your lace. To reveal the satin of your face. … Continue reading Satin and White Lace
Pillow
Scarlet lipstick and black liner leave their stain on the pillow of pain, that has seen the world through the eyes of its owner, the damp stained case trimmed with lace, soft comfort for salty teared face, pushed deep in, to muffle the cries, hugged tight in arms of trembling night. Holding the pillow to … Continue reading Pillow
Heaven
Angels floating on clouds, rescuing the dead from their shrouds leaving the bad to the Satan clan, angels take the sole of good men. They soar to the sky with the big wing span, a succession of souls from women children and men. Skyward, they fly through invisible sky to the utopia on high. Then, … Continue reading Heaven
Heart Thief
Your pulse is racing, what are you facing, door opens, you are embracing. Candles in silver holders sit on the table, perfectly laid, willing and able. Pour a drink, none alcoholic, it helps you think. Sitting opposite gazing into his eyes, wondering what behind them lies. Your lips red with cherry wanting so much to … Continue reading Heart Thief
Across the Aisle
Their eyes met in wonder lust, trying to avoid each other’s gaze on the bus. She looked down, as if to frown, he took his time, before looking away. She looked up briefly and gave a smile, he caught it from across the Aisle. He bowed his head as if to ignore, but, knew he … Continue reading Across the Aisle
Love That Is
One step closer to complete love, the love that lasts and defines you, it’s hue absorbs you takes your breath away enthralls you. Love that will crawl to you no matter how hard struggling over ever yard, just to be by your side, being part of this roller coaster ride. Love that commits with pride, … Continue reading Love That Is
Rhythm of the Ink 
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