Whisper

I’m going to whisper softly, 

Softly into your ear. 

Telling you all sorts of things, 

Some you’ll love,  some you’ll fear. 

For I’ll only whisper softly,

Once you’re bound, hooded, and gagged.

And then, and only then, 

You’ll find out, if you’ve been good, or you’ve been bad. 

darkest days and nights

On the darkest days and nights,

I think of you.

I smile, I cry,

Both are true.

For love at arms length,

Isn’t a hard trial.

But coping with the need,

Can truly be vile.

Our minds have too much time,

Thinking the worst.

Lashing out at nothing,

The bubble nearly bursts.

Then it happens,

The epiphany of truth,

Then it happens,

I remember you.

All calms,

Fears ebb away.

And I thank you my Beauty,

For your love on those days.

Until it becomes holy

It’ll never feel like this again

We can try, but it won’t

Pretty and eyes-to-eyes

Our secrets, without their disguise

The inspiration for greatness

Propels us forward

And we run into the streets!

And we play under our sheets!

Making believe in the world’s auditorium

Only you, only me…

And our near-perfect fantasy

Hold me close…hold me like that

Like it’s real, like you mean it

Softly, and slowly…

Until it becomes holy

Swan Song On Repeat

Deadly revolutions

Over and again

Again and over

A tour en le’air

Held in the shadows

Of my doubts

A Cacophony with no rhyme

Pains me without any reason

Oh how vile…my hidden odile!

Her plumes of black

Seducing my sanity

As she pirouettes into my heart

Toe drilling for my poison

Releasing our ritual of reverence

via Daily Prompt: Cacophony