The Puppeteer #poem

He pulls her string and she’s dancing for him, giving herself and more, subtly and over time his little lies they bite, she’s his now completely to do with as he likes, but she’s oblivious to the strings and she’s not knowing the truth of it, as she’s in love with him, with every part of her and as he’s told her often she’s the one his soulmate and his love forever more, so as he pulls her strings she dances across the floor 

  

Watching him sleep #poem

Watching him sleep, she sits, peace and serenity on his face, the lines of toil relaxing, relaxed and beautiful, his breathing soft a gentle, her man, her love, her life, so she sits just watching him sleeping, her heart singing his song 

  

Flames of Love #poem

She sits and stares into the flames, her love has gone away, the dancing fire it soothes her heart, the time they are apart, but one day soon together, within his arms so tight, so she’s happy in the knowing he’s soon holding her tight

  

She sits in silence #poem

She sits in silence words were said, a tear running down the side of her head, I fear I’ve lost her, I said to much, the pain is evident, I reach to touch, she pulls away, no more to say, darkness and pain comes back in to stay 

  

Darkness of change

Darkness comes, a wave crashing in my mind Thoughts of pleasure wither Pain in knowing change will come A life and person hurt Thoughts of good times raise a tear Thoughts of children shared Wonder and fear of what might come Decisions that will change my life Tears of fear and worry Time to think and pause Knowledge that in doing I will change my life  

  

Music of Love #poem #love # music

Headphones on in his world alone, every song is her, every note proof she’s cares, every emotion there’s, time to chill the volume loud, within his head her love profound, time to think, time to dream, that one day soon there are no headphones, one day soon she’s in his arms, the music filling their world, and together dancing locked in love, music filling the souls 

  

Moving On #poem #heartbreak

As he turns his back and walks out of her life a part of her just dies, It didn’t work it didn’t last and now they just move on
In time she’ll find a lover new, in time the tears will stop, someone who is right for her, true love, no tears, nonstop 

  

First Meeting 

As I walk from the plane, my step light, I’m going to see my love, a knot in my stomach, hand sweat, bag heavy with gifts just for her, she’s the centre of my world, but we’ve never met, my mouths dry, heads full of words, passport shown, reason for visit, “business or pleasure?” I’m asked, “oh pleasure” I say “for I’m meeting my love” he smiles and I’m on my way, my baggage collected, it’s slow to appear, and minutes tick by as I wait, she’s waiting just over there, a tear in my eye, I want to run to the gate, but I walk, slow people in front, I round the corner, foreign land but the same, and there’s her standing waiting for me, clenching her hands , I drop my case and run to her, were alone in our world, words gone as I hold her so tight, and I smell her and touch her and squeeze and just look, because now my life is just right

  

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