Napkin Scrawl #25 -- Morning Quietness

I lay there in the quietness hearing your soft breath, as you travel deep within your slumber.

You stir – We touch

The soft, slow sounds of your breath, tell tale signs of your deep sleep.

Gently, softly I brush fingertips across your skin. It prickles to my touch, yet your stillness remains.

You stir again.

Gently, softly your fingers brush my skin. Heat rises, desire begs for more.

Your hand finds solace in the valley of my breasts. Softly, steady sounds of sweet contentment rise and fall from your quiescent being.

My touch finds your dreams and draws your hunger to the surface.

Your eyes open to find mine, gazing at your beauty.

Your hand brushes my heated skin once more… softly.

And then, you are gone… a fleeting moment… no more.

I sigh as I watch you walk away from what could have been.

Napkin Scrawl #23 -- Being Me

It’s not easy being me,
Grew up awkward as can be.

I’m no drop dead diva,
No prima donna mama.

One of the boys
I tried to be.

I ran with my shirt off,
Climbed up trees.

Learned to whistle loudly,
And how to spit real far.

Hot headed, short fused,
My mouth learns to spew.

My imagination,
It’s one to be desired.

Yeah, that’s me…

My beauty comes from within,
It’s more than just skin deep.

I’ll talk to anyone.
Just let me in.

I hand out advice,
Even if you ask real nice.

I hug you, squeeze you, and call you my own.

Yeah, that’s me…

Napkin Scrawl #21 - Diabolic Eminence

Off in the distance is a rumble
The ground shakes, rolls, and mumbles.

Clouds float through the skies
Cruising on great highs.

Lightning cracks, sizzles, sears
Eyes see, ears hear.

The sky concedes to lightning’s strikes
Floods of tears fall from its might.

Napkin Scrawls #12 - My Best Friend

My Best Friend

I meet new people everyday,

Who easily call me friend.

Cordially we jest, fritter, and obsess;

And just as quickly we move on,

Our lives remain the same.

One day, we met by chance,

I figured you the same.

In and out so quickly

Jesting, obsessing, and frittering life away.

But on that fateful day

You stepped into my life,

You saw something I could never see

A friend who would hold on tight.

You saw through the many masks of me,

And understood what made me tick.

Feeling broken and insecure

Your friendship shows me strength.

Reaching out you showed me kindness.

With a bond I cannot explain;

Our friendship has grown deep,

Perhaps you are the other half of me.

We’ve never touched or seen each other

Yet you always seem to know when I am sad

By the keystrokes, I invoke.

Just me on this side and you over there.

Our souls just connect.

You will always be

My best friend forever.