When you meet someone
so different from yourself,
in a good way,
you don’t even have to kiss
to have fireworks go off.
His warm voice
tiptoes into the
quiet room.
Absence makes the heart grow desperate.
Lisa SchroederI'll wait for you at the finish line.
Lisa SchroederMemories
fall
like
snowflakes
upon
my dreams.
The snowflakes
toss and tumble,
each different
and yet
the same.
Tag: memories
If anything,
he sparked
a fire
inside of me,
making me want to live again.
He cups my face
with both hands
leans in,
eyes lingering a
sweet second
before his lips
are there on mine,
teasing,
playing,
tasting,
kissing.
When he pulls away,
I'm breathless.
He nuzzles my ear.
"Now that's thrilling."
You got that right.
I'd reply, love doesn't tell time.
Love is simply there
or it isn't.
Everyday,
in every way,
it was there.
Tag: love
In the quiet of the night,
Brooklyn baby tucked in tight.
Close your eyes, everything's all right.
Dreams will take you to the light.
Like a star, you're lovely and bright.
So sleep baby girl, sleep all night.
Tag: twinkle-twinkle-little-star
Muchas veces
cuando leo un libro,
quiero saborear
cada palabra,
cada frase,
cada página,
amando tanto
la prosa,
que no quiero
que termine.
En otras ocasiones
la historia me atrae,
y no puedo
leer lo suficientemente rápido,
los detalles pasan volando,
algunos de ellos perdidos
porque todo lo que importa
es asegurarse de que
el personaje
está bien
cuando haya terminado.
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