Daily Archives: November 19, 2013

The wistful whimsical night

Now I’m not one for love

But I do frequent the notion of a good old fashioned potion

To settle my lustful heart

Bespoke like an art to the individual man

To win him, I’ll do all that I can

Now gentlemen please, I must disagree that there’s an old romantic deep within me

For I am quite the dominatrix and to ensnare you I shall

With my hair of golden hues and parading au natural in the wistful whimsical night

I will enchant you to my hearts delight

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smashed mirror memories

My memories are like broken fragments of a smashed mirror

They shine, giving me small glimpses of my former self, but never the whole picture

I wonder how the pieces fit together, but my mind is all in a whir

Of what, if and hopes

I cannot be sure of what I see, yet it envelopes

Me

I, myself, personally, yours truly

Not knowing where my memory belongs, but surely

I will remember someday?

It cannot always be this way…

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