Evolving Emotions: Trust- Poetry

New Perfume, Same Promises

 

That ring was a symbol

unity on my finger

 

All the times you said you loved me

words of undying truth

 

Quiet moments in the mornings

holding me in your arms

laughing by the fire

gazing at the sun turning amber

then a mellowed purple

 

Did you mean it when you slid

it on my finger

called me yours

promised me forever?

 

I thought we fit

like jigsaw grooves

but in your bed is another

and I can’t stand their perfume

 

I despise you.

What’s worse than false promises

the I love you’s

and blood diamonds

 

Are the promises you make

to that woman with her perfume

Evolving Emotions: Love- Poetry

Last Goodbye

She was evening nights sprinkled with fireflies. She was bouquets of every shade. She was long farewells, dandelion wishes, and key lime pie. Her heart beating atop my chest settled my breath into a steady patter every Sunday morning when the birds were chirping and her hands would hold mine, delicate and powerful, carrying me into the day with jittery excitement and beaming optimism and just when the world felt like it would fall into pieces I watched her wave with a smile plastered on her beautiful face knowing I was hers and she was mine from now until the end. She was warm embraces beneath a woven blanked. She was long road trips below a bright sun. She was mine and I was hers until our last goodbye.

Evolving Emotions: Love- Poetry

Love in June

Why does attraction bear shame
when authenticity should be bliss
beyond imagination?
What of love and a kiss?

A photo makes me worry and wonder
am I doing right by Him?
If my mind were clouded in filth, what more should I discover
as I clamber inward?

Skin-crawling and heavy-minded
I lay awake in twilight, tortured by what could be.
Is there a point in it
or will it all come crashing?

Is there pride to be found in the monochrome,
saturated only by the few with conviction?
Could there be more besides loathing?
It has a grasp on me.