Bader A. Shehab

Love & Peace!

Vivian Maier.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One.

Andi Leigh 05/14/2024

How I want him to treat me

Darkened streets and fogged up windows Give us the privacy we crave. Talking is not enough for me- I can no longer behave. Let your hands run freely over my body, Your fingers on my skin Touching places you’ve never felt before, We’re beyond innocence. I want to experience you fully. Let me worship you, devout. Let me spread you open, Know you inside and out. I yearn to feel your curves and divots, Explore your valleys and your hills. Drink up every bit you give me, Every single drop you spill. I need your heart, your mind, your body On my fingers, in my hand. I need to know you, feel you, taste you- Promise me you understand. I can’t hold back any longer. Tell me you feel it, too Because no matter what you give me, I’ll never get enough of you.

©Robin Fifield 2024.

Carole Lombard (1930s)

Solar Eclipse, Ring of Fire

Margaret Atwood, from True Stories: Poems; "Small Poem for the Winter Solstice," originally published in 1981

Hold a flame to your old predictable path

Christina Rossetti, from "Echo", The Complete Poems

Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath: Volume I: 1940- 1956 —Warren Plath, 10th August 1952

—  Juan Francisco Palencia