One More Time

I desire more of your attention
Your eyes pierce through me in amorous tension

You satisfy my mind with words falling from fruitful lips
Time fermented into sweet wine from which I sip

I memorize the bone of your cheek
I refrain from locked glance that releases what I speak

Secret soul ties in the minds eye
You left your finger print in blood red die

Without knowing, you understand
I spin in a repetitive dream of holding your hand

The elation of bodies wrapped in one
One smooth kiss and I am under your thumb

We walk through this world on a canvass of chrome
Unlike a journey most have known

Bathing in stars in moonlit baths
Encircled in candles from distant maps

Dancing on through delightful doorways
Spontaneous passages of Shakespearean plays

Drinking on the dew of despaired poetry
And falling recklessly in love with the waves of the sea

These visions rushed through me simply from catching your eyes on mine
I look away, remember you, and look back one more time

~k (all rights reserved to Keila Coate Womack) #originalpoetry #redcoatepoet

Love's Sting

Love's sting

How it Rings in my ear

Flashing words illuminate 

Heat burnt in my lungs

Now you disappear 

Amber residue of you 

Your warm finger tips that stilled my skin

Once delicate 

Now turn to cold sin

A chilling draft that runs down my spine

But you still shine

You are a reckless glory

Broken glass etches your name

You are vague but I still see your silhouette  of frame 

Your lips full of disdain

A lovers wasted domain 

You steal the innocence of purity 

I shake the heavy off my chest 

Wash my hands of holding your shame 

Move on although I love you

I leave this question to rest

I hold my head up, I hold no blame

~k #redcoatepoetry

Music Junky

Music junky

Music...

It makes me bleed

Makes me see

Makes the dormant parts free

Takes me high

Gives my memory an alibi 

Brings me back

Takes me forward 

Causes me to cry

Heavy deepened sigh

I dip lyrics in coffee

Stains my soul forever

Marks of melody

Spurred on by harmony

A song can haunt

Like a joyous taunt 

I breathe

I need

I read

Indeed

Every line 

To decipher 

If it's a song like me

Paints my picture

Outlines me quicker

The power of it

I'm soaked in greed

Can't get enough

Stingy for one more seed

Of a moment lost

In music

I crave

I bathe 

My thoughts

My dreams 

My daily scenes

In serenade

Well played

Can't escape 

It's too late

I am what I am

A music junky. 

~k (all rights reserved -KeilaCoateWomack #redcoatePoetry