I may never go home again
My new lover likes to
feed me cake
and serves iced
champagne for breakfast.
He clothes me in himself
and says I wear him well
I wonder if he knows
I would go anywhere
with him
Even if we had to live
on pocket change
and the tic tacs
in my purse
At night we lie in bed
and make soulful art
He traces his name
on my body in heavy script
And I paint his concrete
city with graffiti
Afterwards, we lay
heart upon heart
and he beguiles me
with stories
of ancient mariners.
and sanguine times
I marvel at his semantic fusion
In the morning, he wakes me
with soft kisses
before he goes to work
I always link my fingers
with his
as we say goodbye
Two branches entwined
I hesitate to let him go.
Fearful there will come a time
when I wake up and find that
Michelangelo has left the chapel
And I’ll wonder
if I imagined him,
and he imagined me,
until there is nothing
left just paint splattered
dreams, the tragedy of a moment lost, an a anthem of some place we’ve never been.
Tosha Michelle
A most beautiful song.
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Very xx
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thanks 😊
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😊You are welcome.😊
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What a woman! And what a guy 2! ❤ ❤ Amazing as ever Tosha 😀
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Thanks mate xz
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Worthy of a second go around.
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Thank you. x
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Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful!
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Thanks so much x
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Fantastic. It paints such an awesome picture. With just a hint of anxiety.
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Thanks so much
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Very nice poem…
Keep writing..
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Thanks
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The way you described each and everything enhanced the beauty of the poem. I loved your expression. Marvelous it is.
Thank you for sharing. Keep amazing us with ur stuff ❤️
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Thanks. I really appreciate the kindness
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I’ve missed your poetry. This one is beautiful.
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Thanks my Canadian doll face.
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The way you use words always impresses me & inspires me. Thank you! 😃
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The feeling is mutual
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I’ve missed your words & the sunshine you bring to my days. I need to get home quick!
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Awww. I just miss the kilt. Ha! Hurry back and stay safe. 💕
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