I love the way
that you look at me;
like I’m a sinful portion
of caramelized crème brulée,
and you are the dessert spoon.
♥
© 2019 Jacqueline
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© 2019 Jacqueline
These are
the number of kisses that we’ve had
the little dinners we have held
the evening walks on Tuesday’s end
the glorious sunsets around the bend
These are
the number of laughter we have shared
the times our silence has been paired
the million tiny tales we’ve told
the times you held me when I cried
These are
the moments we lived as we foretold
the times that slipped and went untold
the many nights our eyes went unslept
the promises made and yet unkept
These are…
Enfolded in warm brawny arms
their hearts thump in a blissful state,
love is a good thing
Is it that I’ve become flea-bitten, cynical and jaded with time? I love love and romance and totally admire the couple, but the pomp and pageantry of the upcoming royal wedding of Prince Harry and Meghan barely cut through the hectic haze of my life at present and the reality of my bills. Am I the only one?
Her sharp retort was tart;
it utterly belied her gentle, sweet demeanour
and took him by surprise.
♦
Beneath her tart looking appearance
lies a sweet, confused and misunderstood soul
all she seeks is love.
Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – prompt words “Sweet and Tart”
Rube knows that Sebastian is not in her league. As a country girl, his slick city ways are a novelty and disturbing, but everytime he honks his horn, her heart skips a mile.
She knows she would regret her actions tomorrow, yet the pull of attraction is all she can follow as she hurries to his Jaguar.
Word meaning – Rube – A rube is a country bumpkin or an awkward inexperienced, unsophisticated person. Rube is also a nickname.
he chased
to ensnare and
tame her wild gypsy heart,
but
her free fairy spirit
taught him
how to run wild with the brave.
©
Jacqueline
Two little birds sitting on the wire, if they are a couple, I guess the one fluffing its wings is the female and the stoic looking one the male 😉
When he made her acquaintance,
her fragrance titillated his senses,
he sought to have a dalliance
with her, she glowed with such radiance
and almost felt like an impatient pagan
for his increased hearts’ cadence
©
Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha