I am the story
in your eyes
open before you today
as you search
for tomorrow
you read each line and word
linger in the details
roll and tumble in the turmoil
touch the tenderness
kiss the nuances
ride the winding path
dance in the every day
turn the pages slowly
devour their message completely
absorb every blot of ink
with everything you are
until at last
sated with my ending
©MidwestFantasy
04/01/2018
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He was not
a silver lining
but one of
deep, dark velvet
*
a softness
with secrets tucked
within folds
peeking out
over edges
*
a richness
sliding over my palms
untold stories
slipping between fingers
*
an honestness
baring fantasies
dark finding light
inviting my own
to play
*
an exoticness
of woven intricacies
wrapping my mind
while urging
my fervid desires
be cloaked
within his own
©MidwestFantasy
03/26/2018
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His love
could only be colored
red
*
Deep, rich
flawlessly solid
steadfast in purity
unmatched by others–fainter, weaker
bold against storms
bright in serene calm
*
Red
was the love
she deserved
02/14/2018
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We were the giggles
of fairy tales
days unhinged
from the kingdom
unknown to eyes of guards
who knew not where
to find sunshine
away from rules
that stifled and confined
entranced in pleasures
of each other
legends in the making
lying free
in fields of daisies
where you crowned me
your one and only
and we knew everything
of each other
secrets
never to be spoken
but alive and breathing
and felt deep within
forever
©MidwestFantasy
01/24/2018
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I watched the sunrise
awaken the valley
of her nude beauty
picturesque landscape
I have traversed and loved
so many morns and nights
and I thanked the gods
for offering me
nature’s most beautiful gift~
Woman
©MidwestFantasy
01/06/2018
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Another piece where I write from the point of view of a male. I still like doing this and hope it doesn’t seem odd. It’s just that I wish so many times for a man to feel, think, or act like my words. My guess is, many of you men do. And women thank you for that.
Lay me down
Where wild roses grow
Like imagination with wings
Boundaries none
And then…
Love me that very same way
©MidwestFantasy
12/15/2017
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