You have ghosted me enough
I have run enough
I would like to come home
My house is empty
and I am tired of the lonely nights,
radio silent evenings,
Movie fantasies,
The streets are staring hard at me
The unanswered voices.
Did I grieve you?
Did you forsake me?
See, you have my attention
I wasn’t ready for the altar call then
How was I supposed to believe a stranger even?
Me, a prophet
Speaking in tongues?
I wasn’t made for that life.
Please don’t forsake me.
You have my attention.
I am ready
Broken and heavy burdened
She carried her tears to his feet
Unable to question why
Unable to pray
She reminded him of his promises
“I am holding unto love” she said.
My faith is on the line
Before I give up,
I know your answer is yes and amen
Not trying to question you,
But why?
If love covers it all…
Why, why I’m I holding unto a love long gone
….and we are in bed
together laughing
caring about nothing
As we lay in each other’s arms,
and sleep in each other’s dreams.
No one else but love.
We have made love,
raised the children
and yet, the house has no one
No one else but love.
As we lay on this bed we made
as the prime years go by
May our guests always remember
just like it was in the sunset of our love
when we just started out
so it is in the evening years
our coffee is still brewed with love
so are the doors to our home
May all those that walked with/alongside us
always remember it was nothing,
no one else, but Love….
your perfect heart spilling over me
With an unsuspecting urge to let go
My eyes giving in
As we begin to sway in the love we hold together
As we promise to mend collapsed souls
And heal wounds from past
mindful that love stains,
and careful of how we redress it
Without holding back
She had a whisky licking,
Skinny dipping smile.
Sea calm but deep
A maze with no titles, just vibes.
When she danced,
She moved like fire flames
Her smile coloring her face
Her eyes,
It was all there.
Everything I needed to know
But they were in competition with the moon
Instead, I was confused.
She stirred and steadied my emotions all at once.
An art piece
Abstractly hang up
Its not like i was naked or anything but i was empty without his touch
Peeking at his eyes i thought i saw lust in them. The same look that no doubt was filling mine
He looked at me like i was his life line.
From the day we met i knew i was in trouble
Those brown eyes stared at me with such intensity, it almost knocked me off my feet
Only that i destructed myself before they could dice deep into my soul.
The sun itself warmed my smile noticing the blush on my face.
I knew i would burn if i inched any closer. Yet without his touch, i was naked
We had been together for seven years, mostly in a long distance relationship but as much as it was tricky, love is the only way to define it.
We had those pillow talks many times,planning our future, painting our house, the number of children we would have when we finally settled.
It was always electric when we got together over weekends or holidays. I mean, we had to account for all the time spent apart. It was both fire and water. We were loyal but one thing I didn’t know, that I would turn out to be the other woman only that, I wasn’t .
He said he met me first yet he was married to her. They had children which made her the main woman, only that I was the love of his life.
Don’t get it wrong, there’s no single day I suspected he had another even after the days went cold and we held unto love . The heart is a foolish place but anyway, I don’t know what happened or when it did happen.
Communication was cut off and as much as we held unto the promises, we held unto nothing. Love, I no longer can define it because sometimes it’s a stupid place to be.
We moved separate ways and two years later, we spoke again. It’s like we never stopped. By then I found out about the marriage. He told me of the two children and how it all went down but we still spoke. About everything , anything and us. Oh yeah, we still planned the future we envisioned and built it only without the children and wedding and of course,less nights at mine.
But seemed like she was the other woman while I also was the other woman.
As much as i sound like the villain in the story, or she could be but I’m happy to accept that role because it makes it easier for her to kiss her husband good morning each day. It makes it easier for me to cuddle with him like its good. But, never forget the real villain in both our stories – the puppet-master pulling both of our strings: the man sleeping next to us.
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I hide you in my eyes
Because in my heart another sits
I have set my body a blaze
Wanting you, attracted to another
I am hiding secrets, not worth it
Because it’s all in the eyes
That my passion is lit
That my fire burns
That the stars have refused to shine
With you I see beyond all limits
They are loud about how much I feel for you
Sometimes the memories sneak out of my eyes
Down the checks they roll
But only my soul, knows the secrets 
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