When I was a wee rose bud, I wanted to be a dancer. It didn't matter what kind; I just wanted to move to music. It also didn’t matter what the music was so long as there was rhythm to it. Momma taught the jitterbug and the twist in the living room to all of us. It was …
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A Poet’s Heart
My poetic heart has come back to life, With your sweet touch and gentle kiss, An old light comes back with new love, Through perfection is not your grace, And no love is free of trouble, The joy of your coming, shall remain forever with me, Even if you should leave.
My New Hobby – Exhaustion
Last Thursday night, I fell asleep at 7:30 and woke up in time to go to work the next morning. I did it again last night. This evening, I feel asleep once again around seven and woke up three hours ago. My kitty boys gently reminded me that I had other things to do beyond …
Do I want?
Do I want to feel you against me? Yes, and so much more..... Do I want to taste you? Yes, and so, so much more. I want things I cannot name for fear of going over the edge which sailors once dreaded plunging into exotic realms places forbidden by customs called Morality.
Surrender
I lay down my sword All my weapons are yours I’m too tired to fight The battle never ends If you could see the way it is to me The way it wears and tears these mind games and power plays Eighteen years is too long to fight without victory in sight. Tired of fighting …
10,000 Steps a Day…
It's nearly noon and looking at my pedometer, I am more than 8,000 steps away from that goal. The first day with it, I didn't do very well; only 1,700 steps recorded. Of course, I left the darn thing at home while I ran errands. Today, I put it on right after my second cup …
An Ending Curse
May unhappiness breed is your evil heart May mirror always show your true face May you came to know the evil you’ve done All this I wish for you Your betrayal of love shall be forgiven Once the price has been met.
Ready…set … wait…
For the last week or so, my fellow teaching diva, Lisa, as been bugging me to go out with a friend of her's; a nice young man just looking to go out and have some fun. On the surface, it is what I am looking for, but I am not ready.. not ready to open …
Desire
Desire opens doors that logic locks And feeds on needs unmet Risking the sacred for moments of sweet sweaty satisfaction
Dear Cancer
Dear Cancer, Tonight I found out that you are killing another friend of mine; draining his life away before the eyes of his loved ones. His spirit is tired and just wants to rest; sleep however, offers little relief. Life keeps moving on at a normal pace, but now thanks to you it exhausts him …
Lucinda Rose 