MoonNymph's blog: "Poems from the Past"

Love can be like .....

        a butterfly in a jar.

When it Rains

Teardrops fall over

stained cheeks

While your perfectly

painted portrait

Is thrashed by thought

The bold and bitter drops

fall harder and harder

until the clouds

fade away.

To weak to cry.

I love your kindness

I love your friendship

I love the way you make me feel

When I talk with you

I love your sarcasm

I love your wit

I love the way you tease me

Even just the thought of it

I love the way you trust me

I love that I can trust you

I love the sound of your voice

When you say my name

I love your sweet smile

And the sparkle it creates in your eyes

This is what I mean

When I say “I Love You”

Silence In The Dark

As I sit alone in my unlit room

The shadows creep upon me

My overstuffed chair caresses my drunken body

Shivering in my diluted-ness

Sounds are many; not to be heard

Forms of strange creatures outside my window

Footsteps in the hall

Concerned friends wanting to help

Shut all the bad

Feeling for a moment of time

Childhood dreams only a part from the past

Raggedy Ann, my old comforter

Out of date

Missing in my own home

Ashamed of my own presence.