Whorls and Spikes

·        When the rose that once brought color and fragrance into your life has wilted and has nothing but thorns left, be wise! You cannot hold on to the thorns just because it once was over-shadowed by the grandeur of the rose itself. Remove the thorn, throw it at a safe distance. Don’t bleed forever!

When Romance is on Repeat!

The time was 3:00 am and I just could not get over this song I was listening to. I had to write what I felt at that point. The spike of emotions resulting in a short intense poem! Read on.

Write my name

In indelible ink

In the depths of your heart

Love me more than love would love

Wear me like a charm

Show me off

But guard me forever

Love me more than love would love

Mull over me

When in crowd

Let the world know that you

Love me more than love would love

Hold my hand

On the chilly evening

And whisper into my ears

Love me more than love would love

Kiss me tonight

Just enough

To prove to me that you

Love me more than love would love!