Unsure Bed

the heart wonders, not the body

In an unsure bed she lays on one's promise

Yet whispers of stars float before ardent eyes

The hand of a prince tracing little girl dreams

Her heart lies down upon distant shores

Where lovers crash with the pulse of waves

Their wash pulls with gentle despair on pretty legs

And eyes wish to close in passion's ache

As one writhes and contorts in desire stirred

Of a touch which has yet to come

In that unsure bed, her empty pulse lays caged and cold

Yet her heart roams of stars, and distant shores

To embrace the kiss of a destiny

A reckless heart screams out in ignorance

For it's pounding is so witlessly pure

Of those distant stars and shores, only it is sure

Reviews

[FateDictates]

if only the mind would follow the bodies lead...u have a new fan..

[Twisted Words (Tom)]

thank you. hmmm the heart doesn't want to know it's stuck in a situation.

[NA]

you write so beautifully Tommy...a wonderfully passionate read :) x

[Twisted Words (Tom)]

thanks; its for all those who aren't sure they settled in the right bed