I am a champion
of heartstrings
thin or thick
new or old
I protect them
keep them tightly attached
because these strings
I willing cling to
are my life lines
etched deep in history
each a connection
a person
who shared my world
and I can’t let
a single part of myself
ever escape
©MidwestFantasy
04/05/2017
My entire fortune lies
in you beside me
untouchable riches
safe
between two hearts
©MidwestFantasy
03/30/2017
I love to wander
a territory all mine
it’s no one else’s land
entrance banned
from all outsiders
open
vast
sprawling
no horizons
no end
A place
I can run, hide, or seek
I laze in sun
or weep in cloudy gray
I plod steadily along
with heavy feet
or skip with light heart
This land is mine to own
sometimes it owns me
a saving grace
or a graceful fall
it doesn’t matter
it’s the only thing
that is all mine
©MidwestFantasy
03/29/2017
Drinking you in
like an elixir
created by gods of sensual euphoria
I sip
feeling you slide down slowly
quenching this parched desire
soothing cries of thirsty need
warming the ardent ache
quelling passion’s burn
inside the woman called me
©MidwestFantasy
03/28/2017
Not a single moment of my life
is meaningless
yet not every meaning
is what I want
or what I’d like
they simply all HAVE meaning
because they are mine
I’m living them
I’m creating them
or they are creating me
I may not understand them
when they arrive
or when they are gone
but all my moments
are all my life
©MidwestFantasy
03/25/2017
Her heart
created by
moon splashes of deep feeling
star shots of daffodil desire
milky ways of swirling love
all put together
and rhythmically beating
a song to her soul
singing
you will never love
in any ordinary way
because you
were destined for more
©MidwestFantasy
03/24/2017
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Acceptance. What we are all supposed to do. Right? Well I kind of say Fuck that.
I don’t accept my hair turning gray. I like it blonde.
I don’t accept knees hurting. I keep working out.
I don’t accept being tired. I fight it.
I don’t accept wearing old lady clothes. I shop in juniors.
I don’t accept slowing down. Hell with that.
I don’t accept not going to fun, young bars. Hell, they make me dance!
I don’t accept staying home in quiet every night. I am alive! Let me breathe!
I don’t accept I can’t do that anymore. Fuck yes I can and will.
I don’t accept wearing a tankini. I wear my bikini.
I don’t accept “we never have sex”. That’s a death threat.
I don’t accept solemn, non-smiling. There’s a lot to be fucking happy about!
I don’t accept not being me. No matter my age. Not matter my looks.
I AM GOING TO DO WHAT I WANT NEVER ACCEPT LESS AND HAVE A FUCKING GOOD TIME DOING IT.💃
©MidwestFantasy
03/22/2017
I asked
if he had to label me
so others understood
what would the label say?
He said it would read,
“Here lies a world
where flowers dance
to music of sunstorms
where dreams float unhurried
in ships unsailed before
where passion sensually speaks
across skin begging for poetry
where reality touches
what you always believed unreal.”
©MidwestFantasy
03/20/2017
A heart too big
can also hurt
too big
but every love is worth
every feeling
because eventually
the good feelings
find their place
in a safe corner
of who you have been
and no one
can take them away
©MidwestFantasy
03/16/2017
She was an instinct every woman desired
a natural gift of sensual wanton
who knew she had it
knew how to use it
she brimmed with carnal knowledge
of what her body could do
and how her soul could penetrate a man’s own
with just her eyes
the innate sense of woman
was created by her
©MidwestFantasy
03/15/2017
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