It was just a little thing

Tania Saiz [CC BY 2.0]

It was just a little thing
A fun for a while fling
First trembling steps of swing
No emotions to heart cling

Yet, my mind to our encounter slips
Like the skirt over your hips
Your lustful eyes as I unzip
Your trembling desire under my fingertips
Longing to kiss your scarlet rosebud lips


Written for Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge February 4, 2020 at Go Dog Go Café.



Waiting, longing for you.
Missing your presence.
Your touch, smell, taste.

Craving the way I feel when you’re close.
The way you make me come alive,
awaken my senses, my creativity.

My body remembers yours.
The total sensual abandon we shared.
Longing that nearly takes the shape of pain.

Waiting, longing for you!


Today’s prompt is Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Longing.
There is many forms of longing, much we humans yearn for.
Freedom, love, fame, food, material possessions, peace of mind, peace in the world…

I decided to share a piece written while waiting for a lover…

After the rain

After the Rain by Cyril Rolando

A walk in the clearing morning sun
To a site where recorded history begun
Grounded by what man once sown
I feel hope at the new dawn
The light have a new quality
Some things are now impossible to not see
An century old stone bridge in the sun gives rest
When the gravity of everything puts me to the test
Tears start to fall
Is it the rejection of it all
Did I expect or want more
Even though I said differently before
Sun in my eye and warm on closed lids
I examine if there are feelings hid
Sorrow wells in a pyroclastic flow
Scalding tears in it’s tow
Two things abruptly clears
Reasons for all these tears
First I’d had managed to fool myself
Feeling safe is not a need put on a shelf
Second something I didn’t know
A loss that leads to all this woe
I have forgotten how it feels
To know a chance of love for me is real
Aphrodite stayed true to her way
When she sent a messenger won’t stay
He were only ever a loan
To get a seed of hope in me sown
Reignite a heart forsaken
In a dream where nothing is forcibly taken
Every pleasure freely given
Actions by care and empathy driven
Words spoken with an honest tongue
Sharing feelings without fear of getting stung
To finally experience mutual trust
A frozen libido thaws releases lust
Thank the Goddess for this boon
Living fantasy beneath the sun and moon
A day spent in his embrace
Fortify me for what I have to face
When our dream fade I’m no longer dwindled
My being shot through with passions rekindled
All of that… and Insights given
He went back to the life he was living


I took one look at the prompt picture and went straight to my library of note books. There was one poem I started this summer, but never finished… And Cyril Rolando’s beautiful artwork immediately put me in a space to work on it again.


I’m in a debt of gratitude to Sunday Muse and Cyril Rolando for the inspiration to finish this.
Also posted to Poets United Pantry of Poetry and Prose #5

Musical inspiration while writing came from a new EP by Au5.



Sweet agony,
knowing in a different life,
a parallel universe,
we would be a perfect match.
To know in our hearts what could,
but never will be.

Timing is everything.
Place has some meaning to.
If they aren’t in synchronicity
lives will never meet.

Sweet pleasure,
finding that our intentions and
the universe created a possibility
for another kind of encounter.


Also posted to dVerse Open Link Night

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