Trilogy in Lace

The first two poems were part of Lace Challenge for fellow blogger SJ Warner. The third poem is a prequel to the first two. I am re-blogging them here together.

Ways of Desire

Corset laced tight, tempting to eye and touch
White lace, satin and high heels are your disguise
On the road of never ending one night stands
Miles on the clock, meetings in old hotel rooms

Needing someone to hold onto you tight
Always hoping the next night will be the last
But it never really works out quite like that
Encounters fade with every touch of sadness

Walking away dreaming of the moon and stars
Alone on this dark road listening to your heart
Wondering if you’re the only one longing for more
When did time and happiness fade to shadows?

Stripped of the past, exposed for what you desire
Tears dried long ago, searching for lost chances
Passions burn as memory of rope still lingers
That one perfect moment shattered in time

Desires weep for deep loneliness hitherto unknown
Fears well up, never knowing where happiness went
Possibilities glimpsed, blurred images out of the past
Once learned the ways of desire can take their toll

Standing at your crossroads with nowhere to go
Remembering lips kissed, hands you’ve missed
The sweet taste of desires meet, passions spent
A guiding light, searching darkness forevermore

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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A Tear Drop

Drinking holy water to wash away the pain
A deep thirst that only alcohol can drown
An immaculate conception with every sip
Pierced by thorns on this cross I must bear

Like a vision you dance across the room
Music plays softly, voices break the spell
The night breaks through my darkness
Drowning in the memory of your caress

Another day, another night without you
Your smiling face haunts me in the crowd
Eyes searching for the love we once knew
Another drink, another one night stand

Leaving before dawn, through back streets
Hiding in the shadows, dialing your number
Lines jammed with tears and broken hearts
Blinding sun rises, and with it the darkness

Curtin’s closed tight, the music plays on
Like an Aria calling me through the dark
In my dreams your vision haunts me still
Dressed so fine in your satin and lace

It’s a moment that will never come again
The price I pay for taking you for granted
Ink flows freely, words written and posted
Merely a tear drop in the ocean of our pain

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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Finding the Strength

Morning sun appears low in the sky
A gentle breeze disturbs the binds
Lace patterns dance upon the walls

Muffled sounds echo through humid air
Running water and humming are heard
The pitter patter of wet feet on the floor

Her soft lips linger, rousing him with a kiss
The sweet scent of her freshly washed hair
Smell of fresh coffee greet his foggy mind

The voyeuristic joy of watching her dress
Stockings slide over smooth lotioned legs
Lace tops surrounding soft tender thighs

She seductively straightens her suspenders
Her moist tender skin await gentle kisses
Where silky lace meets her trembling flesh

The scent of her excitement fills the air
He inhales, savoring her musky perfume
She teases with every look and gesture

He moves forward, hands roam and caress
Teeth bite her quivering lip, stifling a moan
Her breasts heave and ache for strong hands

Beads of sweat drip from sensitive nipples
His tongue lashes out capturing a salty drop
A released bite burns with hidden desires

Her dark thoughts surface and greet the light
Her visions and dreams long held in check
Burst forth, guided by a firm hand and mind

Finding within her the strength to surrender
Conventions and reservations striped aside
Together they’ll explore the hidden corners

In the dark places they’ll mingle and grow
Shedding their shame and hatred of self
Finding release and contentment as one

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Haiku Roundup Number 4

 

Cars rush by outside
A pint in hand, oak beams glow
The past is so near

Thoughts begin to flow
Shaken from uncertainty
Whispered touch of lips

Push play, music starts
Echo emotions within
Time is Motionless

Angry voices raised
Words said before thoughts appear
Echoes of the past

Thoughts wander in fright
Shadows move into the light
Darkness captures all

Decisions are made
Without thought or care for you
Light flickers and dims

Twilight closing in
June is here, summer is here
Where are the long nights?

Echoes in my mind
Mending broken memories
Pain and joy unite

Wind rustles the leaves
Creaking limbs moan in protest
Saw and axe solves all

Outside all is still
In my head dark clouds converge
Could it be a dream?

Awake in the night
Searching for thoughts that comfort
Dreams will never rest

The dust devils dance
Grey rock bakes in noonday sun
Look on in wonder

Footsteps on the stairs
Sound echoes through empty halls
Thunder of silence

The curve of your neck
The gentle tone of your voice
Haunts me forever

Night has awoken
Darkness is still and silent
The howling wolf knows

Thoughts turn to 6 June
Echoes of the day remain
Their currents run deep

Noonday sun shines bright
Shadows short, yearning to stretch
To disappear in the night

Tears of joy run free
The light of dreams in your eyes
Hope, like rain cleanses

Light through frosted glass
Truth blurred, leaving doubt behind
Open and be free

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Visions and Dreams

The poem below Finding the Strength is a prequel to two other poems I have written for my blogger and writer friend S.J Warner and her Lace Challenge event. Those poems are written as his (A Tear Drop) and her (The Ways of Desire) – each poem telling there later story. Finding the Strength is the story of their beginning.

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Finding the Strength

Morning sun appears low in the sky
A gentle breeze disturbs the binds
Lace patterns dance upon the walls

Muffled sounds echo through humid air
Running water and humming are heard
The pitter patter of wet feet on the floor

Her soft lips linger, rousing him with a kiss
The sweet scent of her freshly washed hair
Smell of fresh coffee greet his foggy mind

The voyeuristic joy of watching her dress
Stockings slide over smooth lotioned legs
Lace tops surrounding soft tender thighs

She seductively straightens her suspenders
Her moist tender skin await gentle kisses
Where silky lace meets her trembling flesh

The scent of her excitement fills the air
He inhales, savoring her musky perfume
She teases with every look and gesture

He moves forward, hands roam and caress
Teeth bite her quivering lip, stifling a moan
Her breasts heave and ache for strong hands

Beads of sweat drip from sensitive nipples
His tongue lashes out capturing a salty drop
A released bite burns with hidden desires

Her dark thoughts surface and greet the light
Her visions and dreams long held in check
Burst forth, guided by a firm hand and mind

Finding within her the strength to surrender
Conventions and reservations striped aside
Together they’ll explore the hidden corners

In the dark places they’ll mingle and grow
Shedding their shame and hatred of self
Finding release and contentment as one

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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A Briefest of Seconds

A Solitary Moment

Into the darkness we take pain
With loneliness as its companion
Always there whether day or night
Strength built through acceptance

Born in darkness, strengthened by time
Forged from wounded heart and soul
Tested with light, longing for solitude
Unbroken, stepping forth, searching

With excitement, hope and fear
Ghostly voices in every direction
Igniting the cold embers of passion
Desires fueling the raging fire within

Chance meeting, without expectations
Conversation begins, friendship blooms
Building connections, forging a bond
Leading onward as the evening fades

The setting sun sinks low in the sky
Grey clouds turn to purple and red
A spray of colour covers one and all
Blue eyes reflecting the dying light

A solitary moment held in your gaze
Your hand in mine breaks the silence
This wordless dance ending in a flash
Echo of thunder rolls in the distance

In a briefest of seconds lives change
Nothing remains the same, all is new
Searching in the darkness leads here
Our journey begun, together as one

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.