Bog Monster

Lilting
on the air
love song
gentle dream.
Golden hours
long slippery nights
time in a bubble
a desire
a love affair
ever so rare
or so I thought.
Woven fantasies
spoken
dreams created
wisps of smoke
waiting
wanting
spoke to me
of fairy tales.
Always wanted my fairy prince
my knight in shining armour
my king
to lay with queenly self
to call forth passion
to ease the inner ache
I constantly feel.
I would like to know
within the multitude of frogs I have kissed
have you any advice
what do I need to change
so y’all will stay in the swamp?
©March 18/20
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Word of the Day Challenge #78-Untitled Poem

It began innocently
a conversation
getting to know you
getting to know me
were we compatible
would we fit?
Scared…..
I was.
Pain still lingered in my heart
covered with shattered glass
I would not let you near
would not let you feel me
hiding my face from your glance.
Illusion 
all I allowed you to find.
Words
soft
sweet
whispered in my ear
whispered against my skin
your hand covered mine own
pulled me close
lip to lip
you shut me up.
A single kiss
reaching to the depths of my soul
igniting a passion
igniting a desire
unlike any I had experienced before.
Pulled close
body to body
you made me…..
beautiful…..
wanted…..
enjoyed…..
Leaving me craving
always craving
more.
©Dec. 26/19
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