Inches apart,
But miles away,
Even still,
Love blooms and stays,
Ever growing,
Twisting its way,
Into my spinning head.
I sense the essence of your smell,
Lingering in the wind,
And at once a crooked smile
Lifts my heavy lips.
My eyes glance,
Scan the horizon and see
The wrinkles on your face,
so deep, yet burden free.
The world exhales,
Clouds bury my sight,
And your voice utters
an electric word, so bright,
My veins snap, twist and bend,
Blood pulsates in my ears,
Along hidden rivers that never end,
Hoping for another glimmer of you, my Dear.
But you’re gone.
Nothing remains.
All is the same, except
The colors have changed.
Snapshots -Winter-Puffs of shimmering air escape our mouths
As we struggle to keep from shivering.
The ice beneath our feet gleams in our eyes,
Reflecting the pure joy of our deep, soulful laughter,
As we topple on top of each other, your back against the freezing ground,
My face inches from yours.
I smile, and the fear melts,
Sizzling in the middle of subzero January.-Spring-Delicate Pinot Grigio trickles down our throats,
The cradling breeze shakes our bones,
And we tilt our heads together,
my soft hair sweeping across your eyelashes.
You close your eyes and murmur,
“I only want you.”
Our eyes lock into each other’s souls, our lips
Retra...
Dying To Survive: Final Chapter / Epilogue by MizSweet, literature
Literature
Dying To Survive: Final Chapter / Epilogue
Excerpt from Chapter 1: "A quiet breeze will follow two travelers on the way to tomorrow. When what is wrong becomes what is right, shall condemn these two with awful fright. Only by becoming one in mind, body, and soul, each will be rewarded with a new role. As King and Queen of their lost hearts in a world with indescribable power, these fated shall never cower.
A new dawn will shine with torturous pain, should two doomed find what they seek to gain. And yet, all will not be lost, if and only if, the rightful path is not covered in unforgiving frost." "That is the prophecy you seek and receive, beware and take care, and heed as you...
Inches apart,
But miles away,
Even still,
Love blooms and stays,
Ever growing,
Twisting its way,
Into my spinning head.
I sense the essence of your smell,
Lingering in the wind,
And at once a crooked smile
Lifts my heavy lips.
My eyes glance,
Scan the horizon and see
The wrinkles on your face,
so deep, yet burden free.
The world exhales,
Clouds bury my sight,
And your voice utters
an electric word, so bright,
My veins snap, twist and bend,
Blood pulsates in my ears,
Along hidden rivers that never end,
Hoping for another glimmer of you, my Dear.
But you’re gone.
Nothing remains.
All is the same, except
The colors have changed.
Snapshots -Winter-Puffs of shimmering air escape our mouths
As we struggle to keep from shivering.
The ice beneath our feet gleams in our eyes,
Reflecting the pure joy of our deep, soulful laughter,
As we topple on top of each other, your back against the freezing ground,
My face inches from yours.
I smile, and the fear melts,
Sizzling in the middle of subzero January.-Spring-Delicate Pinot Grigio trickles down our throats,
The cradling breeze shakes our bones,
And we tilt our heads together,
my soft hair sweeping across your eyelashes.
You close your eyes and murmur,
“I only want you.”
Our eyes lock into each other’s souls, our lips
Retra...
Dying To Survive: Final Chapter / Epilogue by MizSweet, literature
Literature
Dying To Survive: Final Chapter / Epilogue
Excerpt from Chapter 1: "A quiet breeze will follow two travelers on the way to tomorrow. When what is wrong becomes what is right, shall condemn these two with awful fright. Only by becoming one in mind, body, and soul, each will be rewarded with a new role. As King and Queen of their lost hearts in a world with indescribable power, these fated shall never cower.
A new dawn will shine with torturous pain, should two doomed find what they seek to gain. And yet, all will not be lost, if and only if, the rightful path is not covered in unforgiving frost." "That is the prophecy you seek and receive, beware and take care, and heed as you...
Electrifying Its getting darker outside,
But this moment with you cradles me;
In your arms the problems of my world dissipate,
And my sigh is your cue to come closer,
So that the rough skin of your cheek grazes mine.I chuckle oh so faintly.Slowly, your musky scent spirals around me,
Blending with the humid air as my eyes flutter,
Responding to your dripping hair mopping my forehead,
Yet it darts away, leaving me craving, shivering,
My cracked lips parting, dehydrated, wanting more of you.I smile into your ear.The thunder rolls in, the two of us still lying against
The old oak tree in your uncles hidden backyard,
But the looming downpour ...