Killing Me Softly ... Prose Poem

Big brown eyes look profoundly into mines,

Seemly talking to me...

Fingertips strum slowly and gingerly through my hair,

They trace my ear lobe,

My jaw line,

They ease across the soft definition of my cheekbones,

Then cupped my face with a firm,

But soft warm embrace...

His head tilts to the right as it moved forward,

Eyes close,

His lips parts,

Just before they consumed mines completely...

As our lips softly embrace,

The softness of his breath flows across my face,

The taste of his lips enter my mouth,

And lingers on my tongue....

Knees buckled

Arms weaken

Mind starts to spin,

As I feel the taste of him,

Flow through my veins,

Enter the doorway to my heart,

Then close the door quickly behind it...

While lips embrace deeper,

He kills me softly,

With just the taste of his genteel kisses....

Happy Father Day

Love

Peace

And happiness

To you all...

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Fools Game ......... Prose Poem ....... (Past Memory)

Holding time is like trying to hold water

It slips over or around your fingers grasp, then Leave you with just a trickling memory

The same feeling you have after someone tries to fool your love, to trick you into thinking they love only you, but in reality, you are just a stage in their life to propel them to a higher calling

You look into their eyes and their eyes say, you are the best, the person I’ve been looking for all my life, there's no other like you

Their voice speaks of love and endearment, and how being apart from you would break their heart

Their velvet touch tells you no man has been touch with this much kindness before,

But their heart cannot lie, so the try and fool you with the deception of the rest to cover it up, after all, all men are fools, and as long as you give them a little, that gives them the right to take all they can get from you

But want they don't realize, they are just like time, time that can't be held, time that slips away, and in time, they will be forgotten