Somewhere Girl

somewhere

I am

a somewhere girl…

*

in-between everyday thoughts

behind dreams’ shadows

atop soul’s hushed yearnings

under sentimental heartbeats

*

I am

a somewhere girl

and it is in the somewhere

I come to life.

*

©MidwestFantasy

January 2019

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(Written in response to the Tuesday Prompt on Go Dog Go Cafe to use “somewhere” at least twice in a poem.  You can still join in!)  #

 

Snowfall of You

snowfall

Underneath my heart

hides the snowfall of my mind

intricate

delicate

fragile thoughts

I cannot stop

from falling

cannot stop

from blanketing my soul

cannot stop

because each one

is of you

patterning my life

with beauty

reminding me

each moment with your love

a unique, rare gift

only the Heavens

could grant me

*

©MidwestFantasy

December 2018

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I Am Me

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I am

the   STORY

only some wish to read

I am

the PASSION

only some choose to feel

I am

the WOMAN

only some choose to love

I am

the POETRY

of what was hidden

for so long

ME

renewed

revived

reborn

and I care not

who reads, feels, or loves

because

I DO

©MidwestFantasy

10/17/2018

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(#OctPoWriMo loosely based on Day 14 theme If I Were Me. I am catching up!  I do write poems every single day, but I don’t always feel they are worthy enough for WordPress.  Thus, why I am playing catchup here.  And yes, that is me in the picture 😊)

Poems on a Page

poems on a page

I feel your breath

in poems upon my page

and mine warm upon you

as you read them

notes of passion

seemingly just jotted in ink

on stark white nothing

but it is

something

something more than alive

something more than a heartbeat

it is me

in flesh and bone

mind and body

uncut

unpolished

and undone in every way

*

©MidwestFantasy

10/02/2018

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(Day 2 of #OctPoWriMo)

OctPoWriMo

Lips

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The way your lips

whisper my name

nibble down my neck

talk dirty

across my belly

as it shivers uncontrollably

how they breathe passion

like the moon against my skin

then wake me

like warmth of dawn

kissing thighs until slowly opened

when they speak

our lovers’ language

as only we understand

then create of those words

an unreal reality

as your lips press promises

against mine

sealing love in ecstasy’s envelope

I feel in the deepest corners

of my being

their gift

is the only Heaven I need to know

*

©MidwestFantasy

09/21/2018

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(Written in response to the Tuesday writing challenge for something you can’t live without on GoDogGoCafe)