Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Buried deeply within Words writhe and wriggle Trapped eternally internal Burgeoning, As the poet desperately Counts heartbeats As the phrases formulate, Gestate Tarrying woefully As a woman overdue Finally stretching inwardly A letter too much - And the words spew forth Gushing and splattering Onto ...

Falling
into heartbreak
just as easily as
your smile, words, kiss had me falling
in love.

Night slowly lowers
Violet-stained lids sealing off
Her secretive thoughts.

subjugate yourself
as you care for all my needs
be a good wife dear