Fall from grace
I watched from a distance far away
the jump, your escape, from the sameness of days
How swift the descent once you let go
how heavy the weight that brought you so low
What waits for you now, reaching to break the fall
Open arms; the forgiveness of all
#PoemTrail
Autumn breathes deeply
infused with hues of apples and honey
Her gentle sighs, breaths of reds and golds
as her lips kiss and color
the brow of September
#SeptemberFalls18
Navigating the treacherous tides of middle age, with the ebb and flow of years uncertain at best
Tossed about upon ever changing seas and the furies of time’s tempests
while Winter waits
upon a horizon of setting suns
#BlackDahliaProse
A time worn face
that proudly wears the many facets of a life long lived
Pain, sorrow, wisdom and joy, chiseled and etched by the hands of all her years
and seen only by those
who care to see
#BlackDahliaVerse
These memories come unbidden
to a heart adept at remembering
you
Laughter and lovers in a sweet time gone by, but the years only flavor those moments
sweeter still
#BlackDahliaProse 289
Evening falls
and I am prisoner to the night
bound to whispers that tantalize,
kissing the secrets of twilight
Free falling, we are puppets of desire
as hopelessly devoted I submit, then succumb
to your most holy sacraments
of divine flesh and fire
#BDSMverse