My ignition of mercy

Sticking to me
Crackling, popping
Exuding such powerful magnetism
Yet, it was clinging to nothing but static
But then…all at once
And out of nowhere…
My summer of love!
Culminating in our future mating
How lucky are we?!?
This creative expression
Like thumbs pressing
Leaving behind only their hollow-impression
Then nothing at all but a memory
Until you found me,
and I found you!
Your poems of love
Your poems of need
Your poems of sorrow
Your poems of sex
Oh my love!
I read you….right into me!
And you were
My ignition of mercy 
Setting me free
Opening me up
With every stroke….you fingered
Banishing all the hurt that lingered 
We were both swimming with the fishes 
Cleaning everybody else’s dirty dishes
Hoping for a better day
Hoping for a better way
And then there was YOU!!!!!!!
My Ziggy…zagging on stripes made of Stardust
The man who grabbed hold of the entirety of my lust
And held it out for me to see
Showing me how love really could be
I love you💕

Daily Prompt: Glimmer (That Glimmer Of Hope)

It’s there, I see it, so do you.

A glimmer of hope, an inkling of the  truth.

It’s there to be captured, to be used and abused.

We just need to reach out, to grasp and do!

Fear keeps apart, at least it does for now. 

For taking the steps to togetherness, seem impossible somehow.

But then I see it, I know you do too.

That glimmer of hope, that gets us both through.

via Daily Prompt: Glimmer

A Christmas Hope

Wine, women and song.

Bars filled with the festive throng.

Girls flirting, guys trying to impress.

All trying their very best.

For no-one wants to be alone.

No-one wants an empty home.

Especially at this time of year.

This season of good will and cheer.

So I wish them all the best of luck.

I hope they find more than a drunken fuck.

I hope they find a love like me.

A love like the love from my Beauty.

 

I know it’s early but merry Christmas my Beauty… Merry Christmas WordPress.

🎄🎄🎄

Dark days

The terminator is here

Hide, hide, fear!

He’s come to eliminate,

Come to devastate.

He sees us all as an infestation.

Vermin ripe for elimination.

Pain is our destiny,

Beaten down tyranny.

Bound, gagged,

Living in rags.

Anguish through domination,

Enslaved, a subdued nation.

But hope still shines,

Seen in rebellious eyes.

Despising the beast,

Beauty shall never cease.

For it lies at our core,

Love, peace forevermore.

 

Daily Prompt: Solitary (Prisons of our own making)

We’re all locked in cells of our own making.

Sometimes solitary, all alone.

Other times confined with others in life.

In prisons we’d oft call home.

A few of us decide, no, no more.

This unhappy sententence is unwarranted, unjust.

And with courage, conviction and a leap of faith.

Break free into the arms of those they trust.

So hear my words through prison walls.

Don’t give up on your heartfelt dreams.

For when love’s opportunities arise.

The walls might not be as high as they seem.

via Daily Prompt: Solitary