Curtain Call

Dejection.

Despair.

Written on my face

as I watch you circle the room

glad handing

compliments reigning down

on all the unsuspecting clowns.

I try to hide the feelings

try to maintain a dignified silence

while inside

my heart breaks.

How can you not notice?

Not realize?

Do you not see the woebegone  look on my face?

I hide myself in the corner

behind a pillared post

tears gathering on my cheeks.

Allowing myself a moment of sadness

before reentering the world stage.

Photo by Nik MacMillan on Unsplash

 

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Fiery Necessity

Photo by Alejandra Quiroz on Unsplash

Did you think that I would ascertain?
That I might acquiesce?
My love
it will not subside
I cannot pretend it is not real.
I reach for you
stroke your mind
call to you
make you feel
as I kneel
before you.
Supplication.
Naked
breast bared
heave with shuddered gasps
you fill my senses
my body
as I give to you
release
relentless
romance and pain.
We fall
lust and desire
all consuming
all eating
bodies twisting
becoming one
within the darkness of midnight.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
May 19/18

I weep…..

**Picture found on Internet**
I weep….
sitting beneath the spreading limbs
of the oak tree
where first we made love.
I weep….
rememberances of our time together
spearing the air before me
as you leave my life.
I weep….
not with regret
not with pain
not with hate
but with sorrow for you.
I weep….
knowing that you shall never understand
the truth that I offered to you
the life that you could have had
if only you would reach.
I weep….
with sadness
for alone you shall be
never knowing
what love offered
unhindered
unfettered
with my own wants and needs.
I weep….
having to whisper goodbye
because no longer
am I able to hold you near.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen

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***Picture is one of my own***

You move in and out of my orbit

pulling me close

shutting me out

until I can see no longer.

When you are here

life is so much sweeter.

Water tastes of wine

and our mouths meet with strawberry kisses.

When you are gone

black clouds loom overhead.

Thunder shakes my heart

and the cold is piercing.

I have a want

a desire.

I have a need

a hunger that only you can sate.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

September 26/17