A curve of moon Cast shadingAcross your sleeping face A distant train Was whistlingSound alone through space Awakened deep in nighttimeA chill slipped in the roomI pressed myself against youTo chase away the gloom And just by merely sleepingLying next to meMy fears evaporatedAlmost magically Relaxing then beside youThe train whistled once moreI drifted back to sleep againSoothed by your tender snore.
Is this what limbo feels like? I’ve often wondered, The indecision of my mind, Joining the pain in my heart. I’m his whore, his mistress, The bitch who would ruin a union, Never thought I would be that, Shame is under my skin now. It makes me unsure, Trying to step away, I’m almost there until he calls me, My mind forgets how much it hurts. Too scared to step away, I want him so badly, I’ve never known love, never, Addict...
I never believed youAnywayAnd that’s why I am safe I gathered coinsA few each dayStowing them away You said you loved meI just smiledAnd stroked my secret coins Surely whole And near unfazedWhen the world falls down Watching, waitingVigilantEverything’s a sign Words are easyPeople changeLater will be now.
It took a lot of effort to get out of the car and into the house. It was a very cold night but Philip had thought ahead and set the heating to come on before he came to get me so the house was cosy warm. “Why don’t you sleep downstairs tonight, love. You are too tired to negotiate the stairs in your condition. Worry about that tomorrow.” We lived in a dormer bungalow. The two main bedrooms and bathroom were upstairs but w...
I stood for a moment watching the empty space she had left. What now? I looked around me. Strangely, the world around me was going on as normal. Nothing had changed and people were still going about their daily lives as if nothing had happened, which, of course, in the general scheme of things, nothing had happened but in my world a life changing event had happened. My world had stopped. I started to walk. I didn’t know w...
No matter how liberal they are, a lot of men suffer from some form of homophobia. I think the two biggest fears are that a gay man might be attracted to him. An even stronger fear is that he might reciprocate such feelings. My own life might even inadvertently help to strengthen such fears. After all, I’ve always been a straight woman, until at 53 I spotted a beautiful (and also straight) redhead named Justy, and fell ins...
The music begins. The room now alive with motion. Colored gowns and dark suits, twirling, swaying, rhythmic. A stillness. Beautiful stillness. Standing aside, letting motion flow. Lost alongside a sea of movement until his eye catches hers. No longer invisible she writhes under his gaze. Her body motionless, Inside, simply swooning. A hand extended, offered with silent command. Accepted with barest tremble, and his knowin...
Society tells us even when we're sad to fake a smile. But, even when I try tears still run down my cheek, the fact that I am sometimes sad is appropriate. It in no way means that I am a coward or weak.I have been blessed with true happiness and love, yet in the quiet of night these are real tears I cry. My hands sometimes shake, overcome with dark fear, I can't help but ask why.My relationships here are such a bright ligh...
I gave you the best of me,And we were happy,For a moment in time.When our souls embraced,And we glimpsed a realityThat no one could understand.But I didn't care,Because all I ever wanted wasTo stay in that moment,For all eternity.With you.With your love.But along the way,Doubt crept inAnd seized me.Took hold of my emotions,And toyed with my heart.Made me question,Made me fear.It feasted on my insecurity,And scoffed at my...
I wasn't preparedTo love youI wasn't preparedTo stay I've tucked and I've rolledMyself throughThe lion's shareOf my days One foot out the doorPurse in my handKeeping all parts of me safe Watching for signsThat things have gone southReady to make my escape So let me stand At the thresholdStill inBut not far from out Accept I'm my bestClose to freedomRather than harnessedIn doubt.
The vampire tried to bite me, in a dream I had once Instead, he bit my fingerI woke up with my heart pounding My finger hurt The vampire was someone I adored He glided through my days like a slim, dark silhouette He was always quiet – quiet, I thoughtBecause he was elegant and reserved But quiet he was, because he had no soul I tried to kiss the vampire one night We were standing outside in damp and cold airMist swi...
The sound of my scream brought nurses running from whatever they were doing. I was staring at the door, terrified of who I could see. Two of the nurses came to my side, speaking gently, trying to calm me but I couldn't understand them. I was shaking and whispering to myself. “It's a dream, it's a dream,” over and over. Françoise appeared beside me. “Karen,” she pleaded, “What is it? What is wrong?” I pointed an unsteady f...
I let the amazement wash over me with an unadulterated wave as I stand there silently. Looking down at you, I quietly take in yet another moment that seems to expand infinitely outward as it stops time once again. The early afternoon sun is coming through the sheers and has not quite made it all the way across the bed to where you are sleeping. Dust particles tattle as the late summer breeze puffs into the room cool from...
I am lost without you...Lost in the darkness,I call out your name,But I can not find you,I shiver in fear.The fear is polarizing,Causing me to freeze,Not knowing what to do,Or where to turn.I sit here crying,Needing to be rescued,Wanting your tender embrace,To make me feel safe again.I sit alone for hours,As night turns into day,And I realize I am still alone,My fears are real.My heart breaks.As I lay my head on my pillow...
