The butterfly effect đź¦‹

It’s vivid colors
Made my heart sing
Till I saw a torn wing
Steadily flapping
Despite its pain
Almost happily
To my wonder
Dismayed

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Blue

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It’s not a feeling of sadness

It invokes a pure gladness

In dazzling crystalline hues

It provides clarity to views

 

Blue doesn’t bring you down

It’s the menacing grey clouds

That weighs heavily up above

Always pushing with a shove

 

Tears spill over like raindrops

At times it’s difficult to stop

But when the clouds dissipate

It’s true happiness to anticipate

 

~I heard a helicopter flying by (see it?) this morning, so I stepped outside and was gripped by the brilliant blue sky.

Pierced Heart

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Perched on a barstool, I focused on the two ice cubes in my 100 proof until they melted away and left me alone with my rambling thoughts and a watered down Scotch. Far off in the distance, I heard a steady rhythm that managed to pull me out of my reverie. It was a classical beat, with a controlled and measured cadence that awakened me. As the tempo rose upon approach, my heart perked up in anticipation of the source. I waited and hoped to catch a glimpse, and then she stepped through the entryway of the lounge where she paused to cast a glance around room. Looking for her companion, no doubt. When she caught my gaze from across the bar a jolt ran through my heart, and with a slight upturn of her ruby red lips she headed my way. She wore all black that embodied pure seduction, and I was held captive as she crossed the room. Her hips swayed with gracious beauty and sex appeal as she approached wearing four-inch heels that elongated shapely legs, which drew my eyes up and over her inviting figure eight curves.  Ample breasts bounced proudly with every step and a full, firm, round derriere jutted out from behind – all  fueling my desire. In my mind I knew that the heels she wore cast an illusion that served to accentuate all of the appetizing attributes, but I didn’t care. When she stood before me and flashed a brilliant smile, the Stiletto dagger slipped in deep to pierce my lonely, aching, loving heart and I was at her mercy from the very start.