Happy Anniversary!

&

A Valentine's wish for true believers

and non-believers alike.

Something for everyone!

Enjoy!

EXPRESSIONS OF LOVE

a warm shower

soapy lather

bubbles and spray

intimate touches

stolen kisses

playful caresses

blindfolded

intensity rises

trembling anticipation

tender touches

probing tongues

insistent moans

verbal requests

irresistible demands

voiced joy

pulsations overwhelm

screams of delight

release imminent

crescendo

a warm shower

soapy lather

bubbles and spray

love unbridled.

~***~

Engine 7 4 0 5 9

Seven years we were wed

Five million tears now shed

I pushed you in a rage

Not realizing I'd be caged

Onto the tracks, you fell

At the clang of the engine's bell

That moment's a blur

But witnesses concur

Zero friends have rallied

Their votes I have tallied

Instead, to her they throng

There is nowhere I belong

Two lives' you transformed

On that train platform

My heart was broken

When loves loss was spoken

For I alone held deed

To all your desires and needs

Nine days till the hangman's noose

Did she seduce

These thoughts I still ponder

For time, I can squander

Were you smitten

Did she make your heart quicken

My only regret

I couldn't kill Yvette

But if curses are true

She'll soon be blue

Her breath I'll steal

Your money made the deal

I want your pardon

To walk in heavens garden

Will you find it in your heart

Will death mean a new start

Or has destiny showed
Hell, as our new abode?

~**~

SECRET DESIRES

To be free.

To travel.

To taste the best liquor.

To eat the finest food.

To laugh,

just to laugh.

To smile twenty-four-seven.

To touch

and be touched.

To see you

and have you see me.

To hear you say the words,

and then. . .

To walk away – and never look back.

~***~

YOU FOUND ME

You don’t know me

—yet you found me.

How could you reach me

—so profoundly?

No one is allowed

—that near.

Was it your words?

—Prose that inspired.

Stirred feelings long ago

—desired.

Now denied

—forever decried.

Now I must find a new place

—to hide.

A place even

—words can’t find.

In the darkness so deep.

Neither prose nor light nor

—love will keep.

Yolanda Renée © 2020
~***~

Yes, we do more than murder here. 😊

Pictures are a bouquet of roses from my husband.

This post is dedicated to him – Happy Anniversary!