The Con Artist

She laid on the cold slab
Delicately filleted
Lifeless
Exposed
Clear of all her vital organs
He left only her heart
Intended to be eaten last
As dessert
Savored for the foolishness in which she believed she could finally find everlasting love
“Ha tsk, tsk foolish girl”!

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Meet Me Tonight

I hope I meet you in my dreams under the moon, where I am happiest lost in your eyes, wrapped safely in your arms, waiting to taste love off your lips, while viewing the magic of shooting stars. 

~hope kenyon 

When

When my heart flutters out of the blue,

When I watch the birds take flight,

When I dream,

When the music makes me sing and dance,

When my conscious keeps me clean and straight,

When I smile for no reason,

When I feel the sun kiss my face,

When I hunger for the breeze to flow through my flesh,

When the present outweighs the future and the past,

When I taste wine and sharp cheddar cheese,

When I pray at night,

When I thank God for opening doors,

When my outlook feels bright,

When nothing else matters other than the feel of your hand,

Or the sweetness of your breath,

When I feel hugged tight and you’re not there,

When my desire goes into overdrive and I shiver ever so sweet,

When you are my last thought before I sleep,

And the first thought when I rise,

All these things,

So many other things,

They remind me of you,

I am always thinking of you- no matter what I do,

And I realize how lucky life is,

How damn lucky- my life is,

To have someone as wonderful as you,

To share every waking moment soulfully,

As one,

You are never far from me.