The Truth, The Lies, And The Love

I met the talented poet Chimnese Davids when she took over the vacant position when I left a community blog. Though she and I had chanced upon each other’s blogs earlier, it was after that takeover that she and I began looking at each other’s work more closely, and in helping her settle down at that blog, she and I became good friends. I hadn’t seen her do much prose till very recently, and it was a delight to read her stories. I asked her for a guest post, and this is what she sent me!

I wanted to pen my heart away with the words that can take me on a voyage to the distant places of your soul. I wanted to pour my heart out like a fountain that’s always full never empty. None of those empty vessels that’s I’ve seen in my life. The kind of love that I first felt with the first time I’ve come across it. I remember I’ve never shared tears with someone that longed and loved me I didn’t know  how to be compassionate, you showed me  how to embrace my sexuality through words I’ve made love to you. I’ve explored your lips with my fingers.

I finally found you. I thought we were those two souls that have been born into this life to find a path that will always keep them close in heart. At nightfall I still think I hear your voice. That I can hear your laughter as you giggle over the phone. It was that sound that made me love you so much. Once two strangers that’s found each other. Eventually those two souls drifted to far away place.

I wanted to be the face that you see when you open you’re eyes. I wanted to be the one that would touch you and feel you. Skin on skin. That’s how much I wanted to be with you. The truth was that I’ve loved you for most of my life, the lies was that I thought you deserved better. The love that I still carry within me. I wanted you to need me even when I’ve pushed you away.

I felt you every night as I closed my eyes. I have penned you ballads of love and intimacy. You’re eyes invisible melting like a torch on my words, like a passion with a sultry sound. Like an aching need you’ve captured and turned my lonely heart to a flower that blossomed in the Garden of Eden.

Enticing my senses with an overflowing desire as you creep into my heart. I’ve never desired you thus much as the years carried on. Two souls connected by a power of flame that can bring both the good and the courageous from the pit of my core. Your beauty moved me; you are staggering with those bright eyes that I can stare in

Tones of words caressing the sounds shamelessly. I am under a spellbound when you speak with words of such beauty towards me.  A poet at hand I laid them down on paper. Crying through the nights while listening to her music as I wish it never ended. After each note the ballad became shallow with no expectations. The final note pulled me out my reverie as I was situated in the place I’ve last seen her, watching as she slowly pulled out the drive way.

The echoes of the wheels screeching on the tar road. Instantaneously the audience was left with   a silence I can still hear those footsteps down the passage way. If I sit quiet without making a sound I can hear her laughter, her giggling.

I wanted to pen my heart away with the words that can take me on a voyage to the distant places of your soul. I wanted to pour my heart out like a fountain that’s always full never empty.

Here is the words after you departed,” The Truth, The Lies, And The Love.”

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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