Let me flow through your fingers like water Let me quench your thirst I want to nourish your body and your soul I want to satiate your dreams and desires You are my all I wish to be yours Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson All Rights Reserved
Tag: heart
It’s Always You
I wonder why when I dream, it's always of you
You were the one. The one I said forever to
Years have passed without your smile
I'm resigned to navigate the days and nights in solitude
My heart aches anew each time it realizes that you're gone
I tend to romanticize the past leaving out those rough times, on purpose
The good times were good enough to live on in my memory
Decades later when I dream it's always of you
It's good to know that you really are the forever one
The one I'll always dream of
Copyright (C) Penny Wilson All Rights Reserved
Halo
Your presence miraculous Your touch nourishment to this thirsty soul You forgot your halo It’s still lying here Only slightly tarnished Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson
Picking Up the Pieces
Angels
Gather pieces
Carefully.
As the edges
tend to wound.
The sight of blood
no longer offends
the celestial beings.
Just another
Shard.
Uniting
The Pieces,
Only the Divine
Have mastered.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
Mended
“How many times have I picked you up and put you back together? You’re broken again, aren’t you? …sigh. I suppose I will have to mend you again.”
“I hope it doesn’t take as long this time. The last time was so bad, for a little while, I didn’t think the damage could be repaired. That was a dark time for us, wasn’t it?”
“Perhaps a cup of tea to start. It helps to calm one, you know. Let’s sit by the window where the afternoon sun can warm us and the light is good over here.”
“I know dear, I know. But the pain won’t last forever. Tomorrow will be better and the day after that, even better still.”
“Now sip your tea while I thread the needle. I’ve got some fine new silk thread here. Isn’t it lovely? The wounds won’t hardly show.”
“Alright, now hold still and I will make this as painless as possible.”
“There now! Isn’t that better? You can face the world again with this new patch! Why, it blends right in with the other patches!”
“Yes, dear I know it still hurts. But the pain will be less tomorrow. I promise.”
“Lets put you right back in here where I can keep you close and keep you warm. No honey, I won’t let anyone ever do that to you again. I’ll protect you, my heart. I promise.”
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
*Lucky day 13 of my 30 day post-a-day challenge.
**I like to have a post or 2 in reserve for those occasions when I’m at a loss for inspiration. With me being sick recently, inspiration has taken a back seat. I’ve been hanging on to this one for a while. This is a bit different. I hope you enjoy. Penny
Patched
I’ve threaded the needle.
This fine new silk thread, is lovely on its own.
It will serve me well.
This patch is a big one; smaller than others.
But bigger than most.
I’ve chosen a pretty shade of crimson for this one.
The color I bleed.
Although fresh, it does blend well with the others.
I’m no seamstress, but I’ve become proficient.
I worried for a while, but I know I’ll be alright.
I can face the world with a smile.
This patch will do it’s job.
The heart’s resilient.
I’ll patch it one more time.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
If I Let You In…
If I let you in, would you guard the door?
If I held you tight, would you hold my heart?
If I bared my soul, would you keep it’s secrets?
If I held your hand, would you hold mine?
If I let you in…
Would you walk beside me?
Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson
Poison
Never again.
I let you in
Like a fool.
I forgot the taste
Of your poison.
I drank it down.
My heart in the line
Of fire.
At this distance
I thought, safe.
Not so.
My heart should
Listen to my head.
You’re assaults still hurt.
Never again.
CC Licensed 9/1/17 Penny Wilson
Fragile Heart
This is something I wrote a Long time ago. The person I wrote it for will recognize it immediately. I think it’s some of my best work.
I have been working to promote my work a little more lately and came across this website called Festival For Poetry on WordPress. So I submitted my poem. If you would like to see it, you can find it here: https://festivalforpoetry.com/2017/06/13/read-poetry-fragile-heart-by-penny-wilson/
I hope you enjoy it!
-Always, PennyLane
The Heart Never Forgets
My fingertips forget the stubble of your beard.
My lips forget the corners of your mouth.
My eyes forget your gaze.
I can forget the scent of your skin.
The rush of my blood when your hand touches mine…forgotten.
But my heart…
My heart does not forget.
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