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Her smile

No one knew what her smile hid.
The pain,
The insecurities,
The walls that were closing in on her.
She could feel the screams building,
Clamoring to get out.
If she let them free,
Could she get them back?
Would she want them back?
Or would they forever be out there,
For all to see?
The walls were closing in on her
And no one knew what her smile hid.
©Riann Leigh

Morning Lover

The morning sun kisses my face

As does the soft breeze.

It glides across my skin

Warming my flesh.

It’s as gentle as

A lover’s touch.

 

I catch a scent in the air

And my body stills.

My eyes close

As I take it in.

It wraps me in it’s embrace

As a lover would.

It fills my soul

As only a lover can.

 

The morning sun kisses my face

As if it was my lover.

 

© Riann Leigh

Breathe

Breathe

My heart races
As our eyes meet.

I see the desire in your eyes
And know you see the same.

I breathe in your scent
As your mouth lowers to mine.

My desire soars
As your taste envelopes me.

Our eyes meet
And I forget to breathe.

©Riann Leigh

My first poem

I’m not one for poetry, not because I don’t like poems, but because they’ve just never tripped my trigger like they do for some people. Which is fine. If everyone liked the same things, the world would be a boring place. The other day though I had these thoughts floating around in my head that just would not go away, so I sat down and put pen to paper so to speak. Here is the result.

Waiting

I sit here day after day,
Waiting.

A glimpse of your beautiful eyes,
The brush of your hand,
A hint of your smile,
The sound of your voice,
Is all I need.

I sit here day after day.
Waiting.

For you.

©Riann Leigh

Now that I’ve written this, I’m thinking that there might be something to this poetry thing.  I might even try to write another one.  Then again, this might be my one and only poem.  Who knows?  🙂

Hello world!

I had this great idea to start a blog. I know, I know. It seems as if everyone is writing blogs these days, so why join the bandwagon now? *shrugs*  Obviously I felt I had something important to share and felt that this was the best way to do it.

That being said, why am I sitting here racking my brain for something to say? Ugghh. Where are those ideas I had zipping around in my head? Yoo hoo…ideas. Come out, come out wherever you are.

Well it seems that these great ideas I had have gone into hiding. I know that they’ll resurface. The question is when?