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wysewordsblog · 4 days
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Empty Places
I couldn't hold onto contentedness
even though I clung to us,
gasping for air as you turned away.
It was as if I had to love
empty places before
they could grow full...
the dangling sleeves unable to embrace
the sassy hat bereft of a knowing nod
the still hearth dusted with cold ash
the piled notebooks begging for ink
the drawers void of cotton intimates
the dry water bottle with lid askew
the slippers molded to a missing foot
the hand I trail beside me while walking
I was so desperate to love
that I missed my life filling
with you!
#WyseWordsForLife
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wysewordsblog · 4 months
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Elements Clashing
Exhausted soldiers
Lined up to die
Pushed in tight
By wind and time
Tussled, tumbled
When feet find shore
Rising, looming
A rumbled roar
Air rips as they tip
White claws gnashing
Into bones of stone
Elements clashing
Empty shells grinding
Clicks and clacks
Only sand surviving
The relentless attacks...
Between the chaos
Of blood and bone
Lies the truth
Of water and stone
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wysewordsblog · 4 months
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Rewritten
I asked time to give me back some moments. She told me she can't, but I rummaged through memories anyway, between the pages of love and the heartbeats where tears remain indelible. I told her that I have words to erase, pains to tear away, scenes to relive, forgotten hugs, a kiss I should have given... Time answered that with her help anything can still happen, that by living, the canvas is re-painted with fresh strokes. Sometimes more beautiful, sometimes uglier, sometimes just reframed, but nothing should be regretted as even a single slice of life holds another story to tell, to relive... Wet with the rich colors of hope. Vibrant with the potential essence of happiness and passion.
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wysewordsblog · 6 months
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Our Story
I treat language with affection
Like you treat your skin with oils, lotions and that dab of ginger behind your ear that my tongue longs to taste.
My words are my brush painting lavish lips across the contours of your attention...
Rub them into the moments unfolding between us,
Swirl the sweetest phrase across your neck, an enticement for me to nuzzle languidly,
Butter your skin with the syllables of my affection, murmurs when words distract,
Then, please, unfold brazenly before my eyes' craving need so our bodies can write the glory of our story...
Again ...
And again ...
#WyseWordsForLife
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wysewordsblog · 7 months
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Morning Delight
What a bounty for the eyes. Colors and shapes and sizes, all enticing your desires with promised delight. That feeling of lightly gripping your choice, lifting it free from its frosted fellows, and bringing it to your open lips for the first time... The ecstasy of teeth coming together to pull baked beauty within, washing your taste buds in a rush of sugar. The cascading waves of energy tingling throughout your body as you revel in the texture and taste. Tongue darting to snare dripping creme filling before it drops. Parting your lips to lick them clean, smiling, because you have 9 more salacious mouthfuls left to experience...
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wysewordsblog · 7 months
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Fogged In
Bless this journey
at 55,
Through a fog shrouded world,
Relentless motor humming.
My bubble, only mine,
Paces along.
5 seconds of clarity
Rubbing against the unknown
Only a moment, I know,
Rolling fates weighted dice.
I'm not in danger, I can see,
Barely just ahead and behind but
White knuckles still wring fear
From the misty void
These spaces frozen by glances,
Wrapped in barbed wire
and scents of gnarled sage
Showered by weeping tears and joy
Swallowed by bites as the sand flows.
Eyes up. Breath. See what comes
An unbound invitation forward...
Forward.
Kneading the unknown into focus,
Highlighting surprises as they appear,
Dancing with delight,
Counting blessings,
Grateful for the hands growing around me,
Traveling beyond 55
#WyseWordsForLife
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wysewordsblog · 8 months
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She Noticed
Her portrait painted true in his thoughts.
The stage where her views are free to dance.
The welcome space for her gestures.
Her words don't fight his attention for space.
The abundance of life jackets in his boat.
Danger can't draw breath within his arms.
No storm shakes his hand on the rudder.
No needs ride shotgun with his adoration.
No limits restrain his desire to help.
The molten edges of his glances etching her curves.
The perfect embrace when she holds all of him.
#WyseWordsForLife
(Seen, Respected, Appreciated, Heard, Safe, Protect, Consistent, Unconditional, Support, Desire, Passion)
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Do You Notice?
Your portrait painted true in my thoughts?
The stage where your views are free to dance?
The welcome space for your gestures?
Your words don't fight my attention for space?
The abundance of life jackets in my boat?
Danger can't draw breath within my arms?
No storm shakes my hand on the rudder?
No needs ride shotgun with my adoration?
No limits restrain my desire to help?
The molten edges of my glances etching your curves?
The perfect embrace when you hold all of me?
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wysewordsblog · 8 months
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Do You Notice?
Your portrait painted true in my thoughts?
The stage where your views are free to dance?
The welcome space for your gestures?
Your words don't fight my attention for space?
The abundance of life jackets in my boat?
Danger can't draw breath within my arms?
No storm shakes my hand on the rudder?
No needs ride shotgun with my adoration?
No limits restrain my desire to help?
The molten edges of my glances etching your curves?
The perfect embrace when you hold all of me?
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wysewordsblog · 9 months
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No Time For Grief
Black and white pictures
Cutting nicks into your soul.
Blood blotted with dust
On the filigreed lace
Of the dress you wore,
Your arm, his arm, entwined
As he gave you away.
Lost memories flutter to life,
Butterflies flitting,
Amidst the numb,
Grayscale of your mind.
Blurred through time and tears
Painted scenes clipped
From steel reels
Reducing years to a Best Of collage.
Calls to reminisce
Become hated necessities,
Scraping nails across your scabs.
Condolences lie piled
In the silence of your last sigh,
As the door closes
Behind the last visitor,
As you sit down,
Finally,
To mourn his last day...
#WyseWordsForLife
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wysewordsblog · 9 months
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What's Done is Done
Warnings of wide hips
Couched in care
Smiling outside
( I want to hide )
Advice that shears
Tainting the mirror
These words
Shatter against me
Syllables spiraling
Drilling down deep
Wedging wide
Shriven flesh
Festering, bulging
Jagged edges
Perpetually raw
Wounds only I perceive
Never enough
Behind my eyes...
I remember enjoying food, before
Now I taste failure
In every bite
#WyseWordsForLife
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wysewordsblog · 10 months
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Newly Wet
When the thunderstorm rumbles it's greeting
Grumbles about your tardiness
Yet shouts for your effort
To embrace the apex of the mount
Encouraging your pace
Nay, shouting for your presence
Reveling in the journey amidst chaos
Rushing towards the cleansing wash
Of participating in the everyday
Of helping those falling behind
Of welcoming awe amidst the mundane
Of just being in this life
I am wet in my newness
I am green in my abilities
Yet, I am becoming whole in my self
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wysewordsblog · 1 year
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What makes me feel the most loved?
A hand more than held
Gripped and squeezed
Unasked for delights
Coffee, cuddles, compliments
A luscious laugh
Felt core deep
Words whispered to suture
My wounded heart
Exposing my me
To your gentle care
Being leaned on
Bearing the treasure of your trust
Encircling your sadness
Tears salting my chest
Canceling reservations
Tangled limbs our sustenance
Seeing my true self
Accepted in your eyes
#WyseWordsForLife
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wysewordsblog · 1 year
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Vulnerable
I forgot your favorite color, and your hometown, and your mother's name...
I remember the curve of your throat, though. I gripped it's beating edges between my fingers until your breath gasped and your heart leapt.
I remember how large your wrists are; I held them in my hands, over your head, and felt your bones shift under my palms.
Why do you trust me so? To let me know you are vulnerable, breakable, yet place yourself in my care?
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wysewordsblog · 1 year
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Vacant Seat
This space I see beside me
Sits empty during my flight
It gives me room for stretching
But feels anything but right
Although I'm fine in silence
Comfortable in my skin
My joy is amplified by
A lover to cherish within
For on this journey I want
You strong beside my shoulder
Admired, appreciated, loved
My soul mate as we grow older
So take my hand to join me
As we move from now to then
My loving embrace safely
Holding you until the end
#WyseWordsFirLife
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wysewordsblog · 1 year
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Endless Summer
When autumn color comes
To steal the sunlit show
Where will our feelings be?
Do you pretend to know?
Riotous colors hide
That decline fills the air
All that beauty tumbles
Stricken limbs stripped bare
For time is not our ally
If the past projects our paths
Will stark space dominate
The silence between our laughs?
Or live in endless summer
For the rest of our days
Celebrating entwined souls
Thwarting times decay?
Answers known we have none
Foretelling sets the snare
Looking past what we have
Giving up before we dare
Quit judging the unknown
The future will not bow
Live in every moment
Rejoicing in the now
#WyseWordsForLife
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wysewordsblog · 1 year
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10 + 7
In the kitchen we chat
A twinkle in our eyes
Fingers brushing bodies
With need we can't disguise
10 minutes denying
The inevitable end
10 caresses decrying
This embrace work will rend
Between a moan and gasp
A decision rings true
Up the stairs we both fly
Before I cover you
The heat caught between us
Burns our souls with sweet bliss
7 minutes in ecstasy
Passion sealed with a kiss
You see time can be made
And hearts pull satisfied
In 17 stolen moments
Love's promise can abide
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wysewordsblog · 1 year
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Shaking Your Love Etch-A-Sketch
Single is a gift
Exposed, unshadowed
To find your desires
Needs, passions
To forge your behaviors
Structured, focused
To grow unencumbered
Free, unjudged
Prepping for success
Contented, joyous
With companionship's next gift
Balanced, loved
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