You fill me with desire
Oh the rapture
Of you quenching my parched lips
Satiating these carnal desires
Should I expatiate?
Will you stop being so reticent
Don’t dessemble
Come and ensemble with me
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
Don’t ponder just do it already!
Stop waiting and write something already
It’s been a year
Keyboard dusty
My thoughts rusty
Me disappear?
Never!
Ever!
Oh how I miss my muse!
The one that did amuse!
Who to accuse?
Was it a ruse?
Oh muse why did you leave?
I shall not fall prey to this reprieve!
I will continue to write
And you Go fly a kite!
Don’t let anyone stop you from doing what you are passionate about. Not even yourself.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
It didn’t last
Yet tethered to the past
Gripping shreds
Accepting crumbs to pacify this rumble
Knowing I deserve a feast
Yet I continue to fast
With much love Guady G
Why do we know what we deserve and yet continue to settle for less? Some attachments seem to transcend this realm. Was that person our significant other in another lifetime? Are we awake and they have forgotten the bond? Why do certain small treats placate more than entire banquets? Continue to ponder or just enjoy?
This pang for your words that soothe me
Finding comfort in my most treasured book
Words that spread widely on the last read page
A place meticulously highlighted
Gently gliding a finger remembering what was.
Give me your words and quiesce me once more
Love Guady G
Sending hugs from Brooklyn
I hear it when I ask if you love me.
You hesitate. Why? Why?
Perhaps I’m the only one to blame
You judge me like I’m not already in front of the mirror.
Asking myself the same question.
Do you love me? The answer I can’t deny
It will always be the same.
I hate this mirror now
Stay true to thyself. Embrace yourself. Love yourself no matter what! Some mirrors were meant to distort you.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guadalupe Macias
