Who is he this unseen spirit that haunts me taunts me keeps me awake at night?
He is neither devil nor angel and yet he still remains a thought in the back of my mind in the middle of the night.
He is every elusive illicit dream that I have ever had, every nuance in the night, every shadow on the bed, every star that I look at and think of his eyes, eyes that I've never looked into.
Makes me hot, moist, warm, longing, aching for a place that I don't even think I've ever had touched.
Something beyond body something beyond soul shattering the night shattering my spirit shattering love breaking boundaries that I don't think I've ever broken before.
Do you even really exist this man that I have never met this entity that haunts my dreams once my bed leaves his imprint beside me on the bed sheets and yet he's never been there.
I wake up trembling thinking that the shadows are surrounding me lingering with you next to me when you have never been there, why is it that you have never been there?
Teach me touch me hold me and hold me correct my spirit and hold my heart in your hands.
Alas I am a hopeless romantic fool who imagines too many things in the dark of night in the deeper sense of this mindless emotion and one day maybe just maybe I might learn the truth.
Angel Hart Poetry and Words
Saturday, August 6, 2016
Who is he?
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Just Breathe
Who am I today? Why does it feel like I have no clue? What do I need to validate myself in someone else's eyes? So hard to believe in myself? Why can't I just look myself in the mirror say I love you to myself and not need to hear it from someone else's lies? When was last time that I cried because they were tears of joy not sadness?
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
(Poetry) Lost in the Rain
Lost in the Rain
Rain on my cheek
Hiding falling tears
Autumn in New York
Leaves crunch softly
Cushioning my footfall
The moon hides in clouds
Slate blue black skies
Cool air sends shivers
Hugging myself walking
My destination unknowable
My heart torn in confusion
A million directions to go
Yet only one can truly prevail
My fingertips feel numb
Lost in thought and tears
Where does my heart belong
The lifelong question beckons
Never offering any reply
Rain washing thought away
Tears purging the surface
Perhaps the truth beneath
A season of falling leaves
Winter kiss and cold loss
Nothing to warm the heart
Hold fast to a shard of light
The tiniest bit of courage
That is the reflection of hope
©Angel Hart 2012
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Autumns Kiss (Poetry)
Autumns Kiss
The leaves are weeping color
Summer waning to flame trees
Squirrels scamper hoarding nuts
Hot chocolate and warm cider
Thoughts of turkey and eggnog
Cool breeze bites your cheeks
Last lone rose of summer fades
Green grass pales to yellow
Kicking crisp piles of falling leaves
Gathering wood for roaring fires
Cool nights and warm snuggles
Harvest wine on lovers’ lips
Taste the change on the air
Autumn fairies herald in whimsy
Scurrying leaves about your feet
Giggling a darting out of sight
Playful days and cozy nights
Autumn awakens the child inside
Moving the heart to yesteryear
Memories and new ones to explore
©2012 Poetic Angel
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Summer Heat (Poetry)
Summer Heat
I savor the languid heat of summer
Easing into my senses ardently
The barest breath of air to tease
Rising up to rustle across my cheek
The split of lightning breaking night
Across a sultry acrid summer sky
Streaking it in pale salmon and silver
Electric snap on the air before the rain
Green new grass wilting from full drops
Falling from voluminous heavy clouds
A perfect night for limbs intertwined
For secret places undiscovered unbidden
Until the first pink of dawn emerges
Breathless staring into strangers eyes
Ablaze of summer mingled with passion
Allowing a heat that holds no boundaries
Scorched by unrelenting crimson fire flamed
Point of no return without any reservations
Cooling down in the aftermath, hours waning
A blanket of raindrops over satiated passion
Bring on the heated days of summer dreams
Aching to dance among her thunderstorms
(C)2012 Poetic Angel
Monday, April 23, 2012
Poetry
I tremble deep inside because I love you
Without explanation, rhyme or reason
Quietly accepting that you burn my heart
Yet I am nothing to you but a passing face
Eyes that long for you to want them as yours
I am but a fool daring to feel for you this way
Sadly I know hot how to stop myself from this
Lost to the vow my heart has pledged to you
~Poetic Angel~
Monday, April 16, 2012
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