RedHeadedTaurus Poetry (8)

Princess Rides …
Princess Baths …
Princess Dinners …
Hallway Aftermaths …

Come with me to the field ...

Whisper to me secrets revealed.


Let's take the old dirt trail ...

It will lead us without fail.


The path to our special place ...

Where you'll spread kisses upon my face.


You say you'd like to fool around ...

Toss the blanket on the ground.


My dear, do you think we have been seen?

If so, our voyeur is now surely keen.


Oh, the things we said and did ...

We wonder maybe we should have hid.


So what if we had been caught ...

Who dares disrupt the love we sought.

It was a gorgeous sunny day ...

On the day you passed away.

Suddenly, the day didn’t seem so nice anymore ...

I was feeling so hurt, down to my very core.

Since then I’ve thought of you, day in and day out ...

I just miss you so deeply, without a doubt.

There was a certain song playing on the day you died ...

The last time I heard that song, I broke down and cried.

I put more pictures of you on my wall to view ...

Sometimes it helps just to be able to look at you.

Other times the pictures make me feel sad ...

But the one with us laughing makes me feel glad.

Once upon a time ...
You were living life just fine.


But, the sky, that day
Was a dark, dreary gray.


Then, in the blink of an eye ...
You became a very different guy.


No fault of your own
You were simply headed home.


A victim of circumstance ...
You really had no chance.


If I had the power to change ...
That day, I would surely rearrange.


Once upon a time, you had it made, everyday.
Then, in the blink of an eye, it was taken away.

Ah, the skin ...
Kiss my chin.

Fingers on my spine ...
Love, so divine.

See, my eyes ...
There will be no disguise.

Linger on my breast ...
Surely, you jest.

Ah, you know ...
Fire is below.

Yet you tempt, you tease ...
Release me, won't you please.

Must I tell you
How to love me

Listen and I will
To the utmost degree

Passion so very
Deep and intense

Love me until
Nothing makes sense

Mind focused on
What we need

I am a garden
Plant your seed

Can you not walk?
Can you not talk?

Why did this happen to you?
So, so very sad - but true.

Can you not eat?
Can you not stand on your feet?

No. You cannot. I'm sorry to say ...
Horrible things turn out this way.

I was walking down a hall

There was carpet wall to wall ...


It was rather dark and dim

I was feeling uneasy and grim ...


The hall was long like a maze

It became darker; air like haze ...


Round the corner came a shadow of a trace

A figure of a man who shot me in the face ...