Lover’s Creed


Meeting for a late night meal

Not quite strangers, Not quite friends

But something else unborn and unspoken


A forward movement,

                   A relevant transition,

A certain shift

resonating between and within us


The repast remained barely consumed

Our hearts full of anticipation instead


The ease at which we came to be joined

An affirmation that it was meant to be


The darkness deepened outside

The air breathing its long December chill

But here in this space lay newborn warmth

Eyes wide open

 Souls ready to receive


Two lovers sealing their covenant

A confident expectation

A credulous commitment


Thus, on this night,

in this blood-thin blackness

this achy, gasping vortex of interminable frost

A recollection of our whispered pact

soothes me in a blanket of torrid heat

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#FWF Free Write Friday: Trust

Just one word this week. It can mean many things can’t it? I am grateful to have it back in my life. I took  a trip down memory lane for this one. And I am glad that I still am making more with my beloved!  Perfect way to end the week.

Purple Haze

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Lavender: her favorite scent

    Soft, sensual, soothing

     When first they met

 he offered her its sweet gift

       A small token

He became heir apparent

  to her lifelong affection

Their affair is like a willow

        Easily bent

But with strong, long roots

His love for her plays like a flute

Tender, calming and gentle

     Almost like a whisper

For the first time and forever

She can bask in the warm glow

      of a healing heart

Another great Free Write Friday prompt from Kellie Elmore! This week we had a word bank: lavender, willow, sweet, bask, flute and heir.

A Way of Waiting

lovers waiting

When you were last here a snowstorm stranded us

We were hot with cabin fever

This morning I rise alone 

Chilled by the longing for you

I know that I need to wait

Spring is beginning its slow unfolding

The grass is getting greener by the day

The bare trees are just beginning to bud

The forsythias are in full bloom

I watch the sun rise from my bedroom window

I know that I need to wait

I go out to greet the day

Morning is stirring here, just a bit

The air has a hint of warmth

I listen for the early sounds of the day

I know that I need to wait

I hear the tearful coos of the mourning dove

The rat-ta–tat- tat of the woodpecker

The singsong serenade of the cardinal

Work keeps an ocean between us

I know that I need to wait

I hear the low hum of the traffic

and the long low  whistle of the train

Runners emerge for their daily exertion

I return home to face another day

And know that I need to wait

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The Yearning

lovers yearning

Tonight I wash away the stains of the day

Unravel the cloth that has wrapped me

Stretch out the aches and pains

Robe myself in silk

Clamber to the comfort of my bed


My thoughts are of you on this clear spring night

Sleeping beneath the pink moon

I long for your touch

Your sweet words

And you

Just you

Only you

Always you