Surrender

Love the hopeless romantic in you, Chrissy. Beautiful writing!

Christina Strigas

The line up for free coffee
is growing daily up until
they too
take away the free love.
Not something I am unaccustomed to
all I crave is
the surrender to your clever ways
play me anyway
I’m game
raising flags at red lights
stopping my heart from beating
to feel yours
hiding away under the life machines
holding on to technology
like doctors
who are poets in their own way
like us
saving lives
with words.
It seems redundant to write
how you
have the words
I want whispered in my ear
you have the hands
caressing my skin
and all the other ordinary words
poetry stems from
but ’tis true. Yes.
Shakespeare is in love again.

I found these words scattered
around from six in the morning
where my notebook lay empty.
I raise my love to you
and bore you to death
with my obsessions
and that…

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Once

Once when the pale light
Of dawn crept in
I woke up next to you
A warm wind caressing us
On the Costa del Sol
And we kissed
Naked and wet
Glistening in the midst
Of rainbows
And secrets drifting
In from the sea
Painting images
In the sand
We walked on the beach
Clothed in triumph
And strings
Passion dripping from
The clouds
Bathing our skin
We walked to the water’s edge
The edge of forever
And held on

©Cate Derham

I need it more

Christina Strigas

In the midst of the journey
to your own soul
you forgot about the birds
in the middle of winter.
Tell me to wake up
when I don’t see the ugliness
in others
it’s your major fucking flaw
he says
yet this is what I love the most
about you.
All the things
I’ve wanted to hear
you tell me now
as I babysit the old
never the right time to love me
you break me apart
year after year
with alliterations and similes
to soothe my aches.
Get out of bed and love me
he continues his monologue
I whisper
come here and love me
I need it more
but he can’t hear me.

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