LIKE CHOCOLATE

his words were like chocolate
upon my lips
each nuance
each syllable
a symphony
each sentence
a violin concerto
as he held me captive
in his prison of love.
I basked
in the pure joy
of him
delighted in his
mere touch
frolicked in his scent
surrendered in the moment
but like chocolate
it was a temporary pleasure
...the words 'i love you'
were never spoken.
.

TOMORROW

tomorrow is but
a promise on the wind
and today will soon fade
-just a matter of when.
memories
we keep in heart
and in mind
good times and bad
i'm sure you will find
things that lie in the past
sometimes like a dream
they aren't meant to last.
tomorrow a mere wisp
on the wind
these moments of  life
will never come again
-not tomorrow.

IT WAS

it was ours to win
it was ours to lose
his heart beckoned
like a lighthouse
in the dark of night
and i a lonely ship
lost at sea.
it was our time
it was the wrong time
deserted and stranded
our souls intertwined
by fate
our destiny unknown.
it was heaven
it was hell
it was our story
left to tell
it was...love.