A slave to these letters
that pour from my pen
A novice to the script
a seeker of deeper dialect
I found an ever expansive world
that drew me back again and again
I found you
So I followed a few
deviantly delicious muses
Some to coax poetry
others biting for bruises
Tickling my linguistic tongue
you splayed your diction in succumb
So I fed
Filling my cup with your essence
drowning my core in your verse
Scrolling pages and pages
of erotically pictorial prose
And the hurts the pains the wails
of souls as lost and broken as mine
We bled
My thesaurus has never squealed
quite like she does when I tweet
Excitedly bouncing off the shelf
spreading in an arched spine relief
Glowing as she reveals her secrets
to this awed unknowing word thief
We played
Until one day
This one actually
I noticed a change in how I wrote
A choking notion provoking this note
Once there was you as a muse
Now all I see are words I can’t use
Let me show you
(If you see yourself in this passage, please know, you’ve touched me)
Just in case the darker sins I embrace
with a brave ethereal light does fright
I dance with a dandelion love
for moons miss adventures
immortality sighing scarlet velvet hues
to break the poetic downfall of snow
The carnal howl as a coyotes eye
bores into one of jaded beauty
has words escape me as they pour
into firm handed love of a distant rain
Unashamedly I read as a voyeur
more so than venetians could hide
So I dreamed in magenta tones
of lost moments cast like voodoo
Pearls of perfection left shadows
on georgian walls of silent whispers
letters hidden behind bold rocks
vying to be inked upon midnight stars
All in the need to be freed
Eye would read….
Uncontrollably…
And that, is merely your @
Not a whisper
of the continuous content
you constantly infuse
between each line
with your musings
of syntactical sublime
Perhaps that influx can wait
for another day, some other time
My point here is this
my voice seems to be amiss
My pen stutters in bound binary
songs that no longer resound me
So, I bid thee
a little silent reprieve
Thank you for bearing your souls
upon a heart that will never forget
It’s just time…
to step away…
and breathe…
Au revoir Megan
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Till next time we meet x
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Proud of you x
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Thank you my beautiful friend x
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Take your time
Re-energize your mind
Reinvigorate your soul
We’ll be here
Breath bated
Ready to be touched
By the outpouring of you
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Thank you dear friend! See you soon x
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your name in my heart
your heart roaming free
lots of love to you xx
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Thank you precious… and to you x
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a loss if it is more than a breather..love all your writing
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I’m sure you’ll do your best to keep me working. Thank you Mark x
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Exactly a year and a half ago
I found you and you found me
So we fed
We bled
We played
and you showed me what good writing is. I have savored every word. You are the standard against which all others are compared. You’re a storyteller, a dream weaver, a Poetess laureate of the highest degree.
Just in case I’ve not mentioned it, you are so talented, a beautiful soul, an inspiration to us all.
Ink runs though your veins. You are compelled to write. You are destined to become a writer. Perhaps not tomorrow, but it will happen. I can feel it. I can read it in your words.
Take a step back.
Breathe.
Take some time.
I’ll be waiting. See you soon.
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Turn the page, another ‘Chapter 2’, or 3… I’m reading every ‘adventure’ with my ‘eye’ on you xx
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HATFM
I can hear these words rolling off tongue
beautifully rolling
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