Pieces of Me

This page will contain some writing that I have done from time to time.

Was it only yesterday I woke up in your arms?
Waking from a deep sleep and feeling your warm body next
to mine I snuggled closer and closed my eyes. I felt your
lips touch my temple and heard you whisper "I love you".

I murmured, "I love you too", and momentarily pressed my
lips to your chest. Passion stirred in us both and we came
together, as always, hungry for one anothers touch.

I got up and made you coffee and we sat at the table and
talked about yesterday, today, and all the tomorrow's yet
to come.

It was time for you to go to work and you pulled me to you,
standing me on the hump in the kitchen floor that needed
repaired, and kissed me.

One kiss led to another and you were late for work.
We could never stop touching each other, you and I.
Even if we just held hands while we watched tv that was enough.

Was it only yesterday that you told me goodbye?

Because it was only today that it still made me cry.

Hells Bells

Hells bells ringing loud and sending up spells,
straight from where the devil dwells.
The sound is so intriguing.
Ringing with promises of money, love, and fame, anything you care to name.
Promises of riches so great you toss aside your cautious
upbringing and fall into his cauldron of lies, hate and evil.
And when your captured by his spells, you'll listen eternally to the promises of hells bells.
You realize your mistake but it's much too late.
You've sealed your fate, and once you've been beaten then your soul is gone for good.
So you listen to the sounds of hells bells, as a constant
reminder of your self-chosen fate. You are condemned eternally to hear the false promises of the great.