I’m nervous for this week and I can’t understand why.
I feel something impending and I just can’t shake that feeling.
But for now I’ll keep writing each night, and try to alleviate this trepidation.
Does your sixth sense go haywire too?
Anyway, the ponderous thought from this week’s Saturday Symphony inspired me to write this,
Hesitant to love you
The love withheld
Is the one we want the most
Desire leaks from your supple lips
As they moisten my cheek with a kiss veiled in innocence
Your fingers graze my arm as you turn to leave
Your need raking lust through my nerves
You know I want you
But you want me to love you
Alas, I do not remember how
My broken heart carries only a phantom love
A shade of the dreams you see in me
My mind is willing
But my soul beseeches reprieve
Yearns for a haven clouded from love’s scorching rays
You have fallen for a silhouette in the dark
You do not know what dawn will reveal
You have clasped onto the ecstasy of saving a damaged soul
Got lost in the euphoria of blind love
Potential, your drive
But also your doom
You cannot understand
Why I withhold this love of mine
You cannot know
How my spirit desires and despises this feeling
Wounded, fading in and out of love
A lost firefly in the dark
Seeking rest and respite
You cannot tell
that I am not good for you
That it’s because I love you
that I spare you from this mutilated love
Float away on ailing winds
Love lost forever
Six word story
Finding inner peace makes love bloom.
- Sue’s writephoto prompt – clouded
- Shweta’s six word story prompt – peace
- Reena’s exploration challenge – phantom, silhouette, spirit, shade.
Don’t forget to check out this week’s Saturday Symphony for some reading bliss.
Stay safe, and stay loving.