The atmosphere is charged with unspoken words, reflecting the complexity of connection and the weight of silence between two people.
The Silence Between Us
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You showed me…
You showed me I wasn't important to you when you were happily and 'secretly' giving your attention to other people. You showed me I didn't matter to you when you gave your time so freely to others but it came at cost to me. You showed me I wasn't important to you when you took … Continue reading You showed me…
Regaled Anecdotes
A carpet of darkness shrouds around our meeting with the nights stars shining in a familiar ardent dance. The taste of vanilla spiced rum lingering on our moistened lips as you lean from the room into the eve taking a satisfied drag from your lit cigarette. I watch and listen as you regale me with … Continue reading Regaled Anecdotes
Apologetic Nectar
And once more as the darkness engulfs herAnd the duvet becomes her comforting solance. A solidarity tear dwells and fallsRunning down the curves of her pillow hidden face.Shortly followed by the rapid succession of more warm anguished torment.Trying not to give in to the sobbingMindful not to wake the nearest inhabitant. Trying to rationalise with … Continue reading Apologetic Nectar
A Different Place
Salutation Readers, Way way back in the summer of 2020, in the midst of the relaxing of pandemic regulations, two friends, who suddenly found they both had an excessive of creativity, after being pent up for months, decided over drinks to tap in to our creative banks and challenged one another to write a poem … Continue reading A Different Place
A Love To Last
A Love to Last It was the first time we had met, but that night I felt the world. That finally I was enough for someone. Oh how we talked the night away And drank too much. And flirted outrageously. You pulled me in close to your chest Sweeping the hair from my face and … Continue reading A Love To Last
The Breaking
Its been five hours since you left, And ripped the rug out from underneath, This comfy position that we have enjoyed, For the last 410 hours. A self confessed eccedentesiest, And an eesome enigmatic character, Embarking on a gin fuelled fantasy, Winding down a treacherous path, That leads to a foggy haze. A night of … Continue reading The Breaking
Quixotically Perfect 