Sonreir

Sonreir

If I were Van Gogh

I would not have enough talent

To paint your smile

The way it lights your eyes

Feeds my hunger for you

When we part

My mind clings to it

As it slowly fades

Until I am once again

Within a fingertips length

Of touching you

Your smile soothes

The raging storm within me

It is my sunshine

Energizing my soul

Bringing to life my bones

And making my days a bit more worth

Their struggles

RL
16 October 2017

Painting Memories

Painting Memories

It was if the brilliant blue sky

Was painted across the world

Just for us today

Her smile lit her eyes

Just as bright as the sun in the sky

And I swallowed every moment greedily

Knowing I would look back on it

With my pen and paper

And spill her beauty upon the page

You now read

The insects thrummed irregular symphony beats

While we lay content

Allowing our troubles to fade

As the wind shifted the branches

Above our heads

Kaleidoscoping our lay down view

Between golden yellow beams of light

And a green confetti of pecan tree leaves

We wished the moment

Was ours to have forever

Maybe Time is fleeting

And can never be saved

But my best chance at giving her

The forever she craves

Is now complete

With this last word.

RL

9 October 2017

Salted

Salted

As the early morning rain

Pitter patters outside

Our grey dawn windows

She and I lay

Intertwined

Like a perfect salted pretzel

Covered by soft cotton white tissue sheets

I am

Content

In this state of drowsy bliss

As she slumbers

Pressed naked against me

I think to myself

How I should not be here

How work began

Over a half hour ago

And then I smile

For the quiet is broken by her

She simply whispers

into the silence 

As if she could read my mind

This is what sick days are for

RL

5 October 2017

Her

Her

Kinetic hazel eyes capture me with a stare
Reeling me
In and
Stealing my breath
Tantalizing my every thought
Even when I look away
Nothing erases her beauty from my mind

Maybe she knows her power
Inviting and intoxicating
Can she be real? or
Have I just stumbled upon Delilah
Everything a man
Longs for
Exists as a possibility now, because of her

RL
27 September 2017

Tonight

Tonight

She bit her lip

Just a touch angry

She hated when he was right

Standing in the hallway

Her blouse in hand

Attempting her pretend serious face

He was on time

And she was

As he said all women were

Late yet again

He smiled

She looked so darn sexy

But for now he would play stern

Just for a few seconds more

He liked having the upper hand every now and then

When she was finally ready

She gave in

Defeat in her eyes

On yet another time sensitive moment

But that disappeared

Replaced by want

The moment he pressed into her body

As he kissed her hello

Maybe shed get him next time

RL

14 September 2017