Poetry From The Heart:
Pine trees like ladders lead to the sky
mugginess of night smothers thoughts.
A musty whiff catches me off guard
as I wait in the darkness under the pines.
He was supposed to be here long ago
senses of emptiness in the pit of my soul.
My mind’s aware of wrongs and rights
did the blizzards sweep away his certainty
changing directions of a thirsty heart?
Passions led to secret rendezvous…
as he whispered, “I cannot live without you”
holding me in a grip against his body.
It’s been years in the making…
ages of resisting each other to prevent this secret
never dallied if we saw each other
nodded and walked away to mope in silence
a heart not going to be lured into a situation
triggering discontentment and melancholy.
A flat tire caught us off guard…
permitted time to be together
fought back, a kiss stole our hearts
impulses drew us together like a maggot ardors flesh.
Love exploded into a game of double-dealing
playing one heart against the other…
until it’s too late to turn back…
escape unfaithful cheating and lying.
It was sort of a death for us…
sufferings of guilt, dishonesty and family
not wanting to meet but a magnet draws
and sucks until giving in is the option.
Barbara Kasey Smith is the writer of this poem and it relates to the soap operas in life.
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