A closed box

I feel so alone,
crowded only by my own skin,
Once so talkative

Open to anyone who cared

Now I am bitter and cold

Cornered fending for happiness

Craving to be touched

Wanting to be touched by no one

One broken soul hurt too many times to count

Searching for nothing and no one

Except my own peace of mind

Wanting nothing from anyone

There is just too much back stabbing

To many judgmental petty people

I look in the mirror and see what I have become

Was I really that desperate to be loved and liked?

I made myself like you so I wouldn’t be alone

Now I am closing my soul

Never to be opened again.

In the Grace of the Moonlight

In the grace of moonlight
Moon beams dancing
through the window on the floor

Alone in my room

In the silence of the night

Keeping secrets even my own

Knowing I am truly all alone
There are no arms to hold me
No whispers in my ear
No one to comfort me
There is no one here but me
Lying quiet, you face

Floats across my mine

Are you feeling the same as I do now?
So in the dark I close my eyes
Allowing just a spark
Sending up a signal
To dark corners of your mind
Drawn from deep in imagination
A picture of a room so far away
Waiting patiently for a whisper

“Ah it’s you”
"Tell me all your dreams," I say
"Show me imperfections."
Perfect love is boring
Perfect is keeping secrets silent
For you waiting out there
This will be our secret
Bring me your imperfections
And come lay beside me in the dark

In the grace of moonlight
Moon beams dancing
through the window on the floor

Spousal apparition

The ghost of a marriage past

Nothing left now but a book with pictures on its pages

Haunting smiles of a wedding day past

Loving couple family and friends

kodachrome memories of days past

Vintage pages of a marriage past

Crushed dreams burnt umber edges

Flashes of what could have been

Dusty, filled with cobwebs

Misaligned corners

Misaligned lives

Jumbled pages

Jumped conclusions

Double exposures

Jealousy’s green tint

Restoring nothing

Salvaging even less

Dimming light of trust
Vividly transparent

vaguely wanting
hardly needing
barely mourning love
I close the book

revelations of my life
reminding me
haunting me
hurling me
into a lifetime ago
exhuming regrets

burying the past

I place the book

In the trash

From Doc

Behind green eyes lie compassion
A deep need to soothe,
Comfort and heal.

Behind green eyes is tenderness
The softest word or whisper,
A touch that says it all.

Behind green eyes is fear
Of becoming who she is,
hurting someone inadvertently.

Behind green eyes is giving
The shirt off her back,
To clothe a naked stranger.

Behind green eyes is a playful fairy
Bringing laughter and smiles,
In times of sadness or mediocrity.

Behind green eyes is a mother
A wealth of knowledge,
And magic kisses that heal all wounds.

Behind green eyes is an artist
A creator of images,
Through passion and paint.

Behind green eyes is a woman
Soft and subtle, strong and bold,
Thinking of everyone but herself.

Behind green eyes is a lover
Understanding, passionate and
So perfect for me and I let her go.

Behind green eyes is you
The one and only woman

Who has ever touched my soul.

Silver strings

Talented hands stroke sliver stings

Such magic your touch brings

Accept me, teach me, guide me

Let me inside the hidden you

Talented hands stroke sliver stings

The music your hands can bring

You’ll never know the secret I keep

Forever in your life I want to stay

Talented hands stroking silver strings

moonlight

Shadows In the Moonlight

Clouds dance around the moon

Secrets in the Air

A break in the Night
Just a Glimmer there

Angels Moving over the water
Lovers entwined in the sand

Silks and Satins
Honey and clover

there will be no other

Here together at last

All others gone

Lost in the past

Angels encircled

Love’s true light

Dedicated forever

Completion as one

Shadow's In Moonlight

Watching

Hesitantly peek
Into my chamber
Carefully sigh
As I lay
Watch my
Desires
Play before
Your excited eyes
Want my touch
To be yours
In my supposed
Solitude
Your name
Slightly whispered
Dream you find
Hidden secrets
Teasing touches
Observe trembling fingers
Flickering lightly
Arousing
Thoughts
As shadows of
You dance
Upon these walls

From the darkness

I feel you come to me in the darkness

Wrapping around me like a warm summer breeze

I feel the heat of you as you pierce my soul

My senses are running wild

Do I give into my desire?

Or shall we dance the dance of seduction?

“Look at me Ma Cherie” you demand

Knowing if I look into your eyes I will be lost

I will lose my inhibitions every last thread

Exposing my vulnerability to you

I look into your eyes

Gently your lips touch mine our first kiss

The night moons drifts across the sky

The sun quickly taking it’s place

A nights passion vanishes

I awaken from my slumber

Dying for your touch

Wicked web

What a wicked web you have weaved

Your voice your eyes have entrap me

Within your silken web

Smiling softly at me sliding into bed

You whisper Lets begin

Cool silk sheets surrounding us

You finally touch me

Your fingers caressing heated skin

Touching me lightly candle light flickers

Reflections on the wall

Though the darkness of the night

Ropes no longer bind me

I want this moment to last forever

This is a magical love I have never known

What would you whisper?

In the morning tangled in the sheets with me what would you whisper?
Would look into my eyes and tell me I'm beautiful?

As you kissed me when I left for work, what would you whisper?

Would you tell me you couldn’t wait to hold me again?

If you called me in the middle of my day, what would you whisper?

That the sound of my voice made your heart flutter?

If you met me at the door of our home, what would you whisper?

Would you tell me the time apart was almost unbearable?

If you found me in the kitchen cooking your dinner, what would you whisper?

Would you wrap your arms around me as whisper please follow me into the moonlight?

If I were in your arms in the night feeling your breathe on my neck, what would you whisper?

Would you tell me how wonderful it was we didn’t always need to speak?

If I snuggled up to you to listen to your heart beat, what would you whisper?
Would you kiss my forehead and tell me you loved me could no longer live without me?

If it were me instead of her by your side, loving you cherishing you, what would you whisper?

Will I ever feel your passion, fall asleep in your arms will you ever whisper I love you?

Angel Eyes

Wicked thoughts sprout behind my eyes.

Dormant desire moves with catlike curiosity

Angel eyes strip me of my proper sophistication

Corrupting me with Darkness

Begging me to go where I dared not go.

Waking the turbulent passion in my soul

Giving me the freedom to fly

While binding my heart to his

He waits for me which path will I choose?

Welcome to Departed Diary

All my departed rambles and thoughts go into this diary. It is and will be a place for me to place past works written and art. Poems, notes and things sent to me that are dear to my heart. Please enjoy, but know I clear all posts every so often and start over. As I have in the last few days you will find older drafts of poems I have lost the final copies of. Once again, I have come to a point in my life I feel I must clean the clutter and start over and review a bit of the past.  Thanks for stopping by.

Prncess

ps: Many have pointed out my name is misspelled. Save us both the time and emails. PRN in the medical world means "as needed" I once was told that it was the glass slipper that fits me. As I try to be there when needed for my family and friends.