Giddy

Both stomach and feet trip at the sound of your voice; I lose my balance… ©EN, All Rights Reserved

Solitude

Where have you gone, it’s been a while.I haven’t heard youor seen your smile. I wonder whyI just realized this… Could it be,it’s your lovely soul that I miss? ©EN, All Rights Reserved

Intent

A target was hit, that others had missed because it turned itself sideways. Too thin to attempt, it didn’t want to connect. But then you sent waves in; and with time, the target slowly turned facing only you. Thus, there was no way You could miss © EN, All Rights Reserved

Poetry & Tea (2)

Update: The quaint gathering went well; six in total. I realize that being among strangers can be quite liberating. Everyone was very open and respectful of others; even if they started out being shy. We all released intimate past experiences that I don’t think was expected. The poetry was quite touching. My take: Among the … More Poetry & Tea (2)

Veracity

Torn by your words, hurting to my core; afterthoughts cause pondering of all that had been said. A jolting to reality, and that, I must confess. Truth – the two edged sword that did not destroy me; but instead, released me. I too, then took to use  that sword that cut me loose. No longer … More Veracity

Self-Reclamation

When a lover’s heart has been severed, do not look to youthful emotions that were of innocence, combined with inexperience and, of course, immature ignorance. By all means look back and be sure to grasp, the identity that may have been surrendered in order to please, the now-lost lover; and your true “self,” just might … More Self-Reclamation

Messing With My Mind

You mess with my mind in witty ways, I’m glad you live quite far. If you would one day show up as a surprise, I might lose my conservative composure… I’m sure deemed, in both of our eyes. © EN, All Rights Reserved