If ever we were…

If ever we were each lie built our walls apart.

I painted a picture of you that wasn’t real and you desired me without love.

There under the moonlight we were entangled in our tragic play. Dancing below the stars we cast our shadows onto our secrets.

We moved together in seasons in a vile cespool of deciet. Yet, your charm continued to capture my attention.

My mirror became my own reflection of hate against myself.

Eventually, the truth of deeds came to light and my heart was left broken but my spirit became free.

Love exist now for my own form as I reflect if ever we were but wandering unconscious souls.

Tender Obsession

Tender Obsession

We wait by the moonlight wanting more.

My throat is pure and your heart aches with passion.

How long will we put off the inevitable?

Yet, I seized on your essence as your soul unites with mine.

In that dark night, our souls entangled in sweet tender love divine.

Source: Tender

 

 

 

Best Is Last

Best Is Last

Energy, pure energy of the heart casts into its lot.

Each moment begs for its place in the abyss of our passion.

We wonder there together in the wind taking our place among kings.

Our throne is grace and are movements are in space.

Yet, in our fury sessions pass as we drip with sweet love. ©

 

Desguise

Desguise

You felt me close but then pulled away.

Why must we live in a fury of escape?

Our journey together has ended yet, I await another now…

My soul flickers for this new love that whispers to me sweet nothings.

I’m one with love as our additional fate glimmers in the dark faded into a miserable memory.

Excercising Love Out Loud

Excercising Love Out Loud

It was your intense embrace that carried me from that sensational dream.

Every moment with you ignites the flame of desire within. With eagerness, of heart, my spirit longs for you.

Casting shadows of our love is a very just cause as your very soul captivates my intrigue with delight.

In the stillness of the day, we unite in a blissful existence under the stars in a never ending gaze of connectivity.

Seasons past but out love remains. Our Hearts beat as one and its spectacle is our creative glory.

 

 

 

MIDNIGHT MUSE

MIDNIGHT MUSE

THE TIME WE SHARE IS WHAT MAKES ME FEEL ALIVE.

THRUST BACK INTO THE MOONLIGHT I SEE YOUR FIXED SIGN…

GENTLE TOUCHES YOUR WORDS REACH ME BY DESIGN.

WORRIED HEARTS INTRIGUED TONGUES UNITE.

OUR KISSES MAKE DREAMS OF LOVE. HEARTS BEATING WE SIMMER IN THE DARK.

TREASON IS TO ABANDON OUR LUST, SO WE SEEK FREEDOM IN EACH OTHER’S ARMS.

LINGERING TOGETHER WE BECOME THE CENTERPIECE OF THE MOON UNDER THE VAST SIMULATION OF OUR MIDNIGHT MUSE.©

White Rose

White Rose

My soul longed for you once.My heart ached for your return. Yet, you refused me.

I reached out to you and desperation for your touch. Yet, you refused my  embrace.

My words trickled into your ears. Yet, you refuse to listen to my cry.

Now, my heart is A wasteland a parched desert dry and a barren place for romance.

Your Deeds so cruel in its descent to the bottomless pit of uncertainty.

I want over the death of our romantic love. The darkness pierced my heart. Yet, you refused me.

In the coldness you provided no warmth with the harshness of your absence I found no retreat. Denial then acceptance came to visit me.

So in the stillness of the moonlit sky. With hesitation I dropped a white rose on the tomb labeled us and walked away into the midst alone.

Written By: novonay ©2016. All rights reserved.