I cleaned every inch of you away today. I took my time; I didn’t scrub vigorously but made sure what’s left behind sparkles gorgeously in the light. I said goodbye today with my dishcloth and soap, to leave only hope. © Kristiana Reed 2019
Quotes
His Hand — Midwest Fantasy Writes
Strong hand deliciously low on naked belly trembling thoughts stirring urgency drips of ardent lust glistening in wait his fingers hungry for her sweet warmth * ©MidwestFantasy May 2019
never meant to be — The Lonely Author
never meant to be we lay on a lonesome beach tides shift between reality and fantasy red lips kiss the yesterday we never had as we dream of eternity fireflies illuminate the night forming horoscopes foretelling no promises of tomorrow our eyes express things our mouths will never see the moonless sky torments our precious […]
EnigMandy — hands in the garden
she preens that pretty nuanced screen I simply can’t read true cruel intentions invade to evade pupils- crystal schism lips, candy oblivion mane, tossing beach-sand tidal waive with calculated curl i swirl into haze uneasiness while she masters her poise in stripping my protest ©Anthony Gorman 2019 image: https://pixabay.com/users/felix_w-6547745 image: https://pixabay.com/users/felix_w-6547745/
breathe — The Lonely Author
breathe she knits her versesinto my heartwith melancholy threadforever wordsentwined in every chamberwhich no palpitation can unstring inhaling her poemsI exhale the metaphors she weavesshe is the falsetto of my sighthe muse who resuscitatesfor she writes the poetrythat I breathe
Upright — Heartstring Eulogies
“And now that I’m on my own, I don’t know how to move forward or to hold myself upright.” I remember the day I fell in love like it was yesterday. I remember the exhilaration. The limitless possibilities of a future together. But after the end came, my pain could have filled an ocean made […]
Sticky and sweet — My Screaming Twenties
Bleu de Chanel laced with Lynx, mixed hot and heavy into my skin beneath the sheets; sticky and sweet transposes my body to the day we met, the night we kissed and kissed some more in the front seat of your car beneath the stars, beside the reservoir. © Kristiana Reed 2019
masterpiece of poetry — The Lonely Author
If you love beautiful artwork, please visit my friend Resa’s blog. She posts outstanding murals from the brightest upcoming artists in the Toronto area. Don’t miss it. It is full of so many masterpieces. https://graffitiluxandmurals.com/ . masterpiece of poetry Criss cross brush strokes intersect the depths of my soul with brilliant colors she extracts from […]
Poetry that eats me — MY VALIANT SOUL
I was told since beginning to breathe. Outside the loathing empty voice. Like a romantic bud blossoming under the clear sky. I knew i had some issue. I was often mad. People called me anxious. And life vomited every disgusted feeling, a black hole on my face. I survived that. i survived my anxiety. The […]
Monsters Of Men — Heartstring Eulogies
“Monsters come in many forms, and mine found new ways to torment me.” It was done. That instant of relief washed over me and I knew the war was over. At least, that’s what I thought. I found love, home, and finally freedom. My future, laid out before me. It was like being able to […]
