In This Moment ღ

A wonderful pleasure this was… writing my first piece with a dear friend of mine. TwinDaddy of StuphBlog and I have been exchanging words together for a handful of months now, and here we are… finally sharing words in the same piece. His blog is brilliant and a must read!! If you are not on his list of very important followers… I highly recomend you join the party!!

A Poetic Duet

Written by TwinDaddy of StuphBlog & Jen of Think Speak Tryst

 

 

 

 In This Moment

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Wind brought movement
To your hair in the night air
Hold on tightly to me
Shaken is the bridge we stand upon
In this moment, you are all that I see
 
My field of vision blurry
Melancholy tears flood my eyes
I desperately clench your body
Fear chills my very soul
In this moment, you are all that I desire
 
Last night’s words echo
Penetrating deep in my heart
Leaving me in the valley of despair
Holding on to our velvet embrace
In this moment, you are all that I need
 
We stand upon the precipice
Of this life-changing event
Will you continue to stand by me
Or in your darkness, will you relent?
In this moment, you are all that consumes me
 
Hush while I sing to you
The sweet melodies of my soul
Escalating my desire to please you
Watching light explode in your eyes
In this moment, you are the magic that binds us
 
A hollow tune rings out instead
Foreshadowing events to come
I see our paths diverge
Leaving only shattered pieces to remain
In this moment, you are all that is missing
 
Standing in the frost-bitten morning
Realizing yesterday is long gone
Holding on to the tangible memories
I reach for you to come along
 
Broken pieces in our rear view
But it doesn’t even matter
Tomorrow is the place to heal our souls
Forgetting what was shattered
 
Through the energy that binds us now
Standing by you, you are next to me
In this moment, you are all that I see
 
Written by TwinDaddy & Tryst
 
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Beautiful Mistake

A Passionate-Romantic Duet

Written by Neeraj of Pieces ~ Exposing Emotion & Think Speak Tryst

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Beautiful Mistake

 Riding onto you,

 

I knew I was making mistake,

 

When in my mouth I had your taste,

 

Crushing my dignity,

 

For all the pleasure to take,

 

I didn’t want anything to waste,

 

So I opened my mouth,

 

To grab a piece of you,

 

It wasn’t going to be easy,

 

Ah, I wish I knew,

 

 

 

Heat and fire,

 

From your dark, intense eyes

 

Penetrate my heart,

 

Beating faster and faster, in this moment

 

I go to speak, but can’t

 

I should not take you back,

 

But here you are, and I’m your toy,

 

Teasing me, you are so coy,

 

As I melt into you,

 

 

 

Umm… It’s delicious feeling you all over me,

 

Don’t stop that finger that you run over me,

 

I’m your slave, feel me,

 

Explore my curves,

 

Explore the heights,

 

Get into the center and rewrite,

 

My destiny,

 

 

 

Skin on skin

 

Heat moving between us

 

Silent we are with words

 

As our language of the body

 

Says it all

 

This moment is timeless

 

You are breathtaking

 

Tracing your lips

 

I must feel your embrace

 

I will never forget this time and place

 

 

 

Let me feel this feeling so rapture,

 

Let me taste everything,

 

Let me (every moment) capture,

 

What I’m doing I have no clue,

 

As you’re moving deeper inside me,

 

And I, inside you,

 

And I wish I knew,

 

After you there would be no place,
 
But lets not stop making beautiful mistakes.
 
 
– Neeraj Kumar & Jen of Tryst
 
 
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Dream Kisses

 

A Poetic Duet by A Shade of Pen & Think Speak Tryst

 

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Dream Kisses

 Dark green leaves
Falling from the trees
Kissing the lake
I see you in my dreams

 
 
You stand so close
I can feel you breathe
All the memories we had
Wrap around me and push me down
To the land we own
 
 
You press your warmth
Into the palm of my hand
As we talk for hours
Love does not reprimand
 
 
Into the afternoon sun, we have only us
We lie down in each other’s arm
Forgetting all the worries of the world
The entire universe ceases to exist
As my heart drums the beats for you
 
 
Like kisses in the water
I enjoy these endless moments
Frozen in time, you by my side
Deep beauty is rooted in your eyes
 
 
Nothing can take away the smile
No truth is larger than the love we share 
I hug you close, I hug you hard
Because I do not want to let you go
 
 
So jump into the river with me
Let’s swim until our arms tire
Brilliant sky of blue above
Naked in the water with my love
 
 
The Sun silently rises in the sky
And with a pop my eyes open wide
A wonderful dream ends yet again
I still smile at those memories
Because one day it will all be a reality
 
 
Like the leaves that fall
Kissing the land they fall upon
In my dreams I see you there
In a place of mine, you will never be gone
 
Written by A Shade of Pen & Tryst
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Shadows of Fire ~ Tryst Fiction

~Tryst Fiction~

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Shadows of Fire

 

There was a time when our fire burnned deep between us.

It was like we would never grow old and tired.

The passion and energy would build higher and higher with each moment we spent together.

Then life happened and your fire was slightly dimmer each year.

Yet, you can still see my passion, if you watch the shadows of my spirit that follow me, as you continue to walk the other way.

 

~J. Lefever~

 

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~This piece is written for Lillie McFerrin ~

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Five Sentence Fiction – Shadows

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

 

This week: SHADOWS

 

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Through the Dark

 

A Poetic Duet, my first one written with Neeraj, who’s words come alive on the screen. He is an amazing writer! This piece we created together is both dark, and light… with love and pain. It is the best of both worlds, all in one!

 Written by Neeraj & Tryst

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Through the Dark

 

 Draped in the darkest of black silk

I hide behind the light of day
Timeless memories
Haunt the corners of my mind
I am but a ghost among the pulse of the city,
 
Gleaming lights make me blind,
Or is it that nothing I want to see?
Silence of the past,
Shouts in my mind,
Ears can’t take it; I realize when they start to bleed,
 
Running from everything
I thought I knew
Standing in the distance, you
Shadow outlined in the night air
Waiting, anticipating, sensing my haste approach
 
Caressing with your gentle eyes,
Your gaze sensed that I was in trouble,
When everyone used to fade away,
You stretched your hands,
Embraced me as if I was a lost puppy,
 
Moments of my yesterday
Fade away with you in my view
Protect me, save me
Keep me in the light
Away from the misdirected emotion of the night
 
Laughter you allocate in my heart
My smile reaches to the eyes
I am addicted to everything you do
Don’t let me go out of sight
Always love the way you love me
 
In a moment’s time
In the darkest part of the night
It is you and I, alone &  real
Came here to find
The reason our yesterday is ready to heal
 
 
Written by Neeraj & Think. Speak. Tryst
 
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Intimate Poison

Intimate Poison

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With just one piercing bite

You seeped into my soul

Littering your dirty essence

On my innocent hopeful dreams

 

I was so young

Mesmerized by you

I would watch the world stop

When you entered the room

 

Each move that you made

To weaken my little, innocent heart

Worked like a charm

Down to each and every part

 

I would fall at your feet

Eat out of your hand

I followed you everywhere

You were my man

 

This thing you called love

Was never love at all

Years ’till I realized

I was fooled by it all

 

You made me believe

You had love for me

It was all just an illusion

It took me years just to see

 

You had a poison

A love like sickness

You infected me bad

With your love’s fake wickedness

 

The intimate poison

That you used on me

I’m completely immune

I am forever free

 

~ J. Lefever ~

(03/06/13)

 

This piece, oh, remembering a love, a very young love, that was not a love at all… or was it?

Do we remember our first loves forever? I think so. Even if it is young, and crazy, and doesn’t even make sense, believe that the heart remembers what it felt like to love for the very first time…

 

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A Love Post

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A Love Post
He whispered to me
Softly in my ear
Beautiful things
Made my heart soar
This time was intense
Not long ago
Like a devilish dream
Loss of control
Wild like the eyes
Of a untammed animal
Let loose upon the world
Playground without boundaries
Limitless is it’s space
The air in which to show
His love came like whispers
Never wanting to let go
Millions of hearts
Tell stories of love dreams
Each one so precious
Every detail intensity bleeds
Love like winter
Coldness surrounds warmth
Creating tantalizing temptations
Of the moment of this loves birth
Flowing through
Each minute passing by
Happiness so intense
It makes me cry
What have I done
It must have been something right
So be given a chance
To share love like this tonight
~ J. Lefever ~
(02/27/13)
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The Game

The Game

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Nothing in common
But we are
In common all the same.
I share an unspoken song
A soft song with you
You, timid and shy
I never knew why,
Approaching with care
Stubborn to those who
Stare
I see mirrored in you
Someone I once knew.
Common are our battles
Battles we choose
Sex, drugs, or lies
The same, whatever we
Choose.
Are we the same?
Through distance we may never
Know.
Are we the same?
I believe
More than we have ever
Shown.
You and me alike as we
Seeing self staring back,
It is just us.
So much the same
Yet we keep up this game
Paths crossed, why?
I do not know…
Time we have  shared
You and I
Have grown.
So much the same
So much in common
Mirrors reflecting
What we have created between
You and I
Said “hello” to the idea of you
And me…
Patient for now
You are me somehow
So far I could throw
As I watch myself grow
Tree springs into life
Relaxing afternoon,
Relaxing April, as
May comes soon.
Silent wind,
Rustling trees
Loud movement
Quite, breathe…
Nothing in common
Nothing the same
Yet, you and I play the very same
Game.
~~ J Lefever ~~
This piece was written in a moment of my life where it told a story, much the same as any today…
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You ~ A Romantic Monday Piece

You

A Romantic Monday Piece

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How do I

Put into words

Something that is

Unexplainable

You

How do I

Explain something

That I

Don’t understand

Myself

You

Your eyes

Your smell, your voice

The touch of your hand

You

Everything bad

Fades away

When you hold me

In your arms

You

I watch you

While you’re sleeping

And I smile at the comfort

In your rhythmic breath

You

We become

The same, unity

Spirits unite

In moments behind closed doors

You

My person

My souls mate

My parallel heart

My romance

My reason

My air

My strength

My companion

My everything

You

The one, forever, I do.

~ J. Lefever ~

(02/17/13)

This piece is dedicated to my husband. Through our up’s and down’s, through our battles, through our victories… We have never let go. You never stop holding my hand, you try harder everyday, to be an even better man, you have been humble, and have been proud, you have stood by me through my toughest year, through every tear, yet… you never let go.

No matter what anyone says, I know who you are, who you try to be, who you are becoming, you… I have seen your heart, and I know your soul, you… to this day, till ever after, you… the one, forever, I do.

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Confidence ~ Tryst Fiction

Tryst Fiction

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Confidence

“You look radiant.”

He said to me. Sitting across from me at the table, which was drapped in white linen, and accented with candles, dripping with desire, much like that which I was exchanging with him at this present moment. I could hear the music, it was soft in the background of it all, and it all had me weak in my stomach, anticipating the moment this night would reach the inevitable point where I could ask him to come in, or leave him desperate for more on my doorstep. I knew that wasn’t what I wanted, not at all. I needed a night of restless behavior, tossing in the sheets, clothes carelessly spread all over my bedroom floor while the two glasses of Chardonnay that I had poured to break the slight discomfort when we first stepped foot in my place, sat untouched.

I blink back to focus, drowning my mind and all its passionate wanderings out. I trace the rim of my cocktail glass with my perfectly manicured finger, and I glance up at him. He is so handsome. I admire his dark eyes, his dark hair, while he sits with good posture, yet still looks relaxed, comfortable and completely chill. It’s his confidence that get’s me every time. He has mastered the ability to be confident but not cocky. Nothing is worse than cocky. The server comes by and asks if we will have another drink. He tells her to bring another round and then present him with the bill.

He reaches into his coat pocket, looking deep into my eyes, talking about his last business adventure in Paris and how he wants to take me there. That sounds lovely, but all I’m thinking of is getting out of this restaurant and getting closer to him. He pulls out a cigar, puts it to his beautiful, full lips and begins to puff while holding a flame to the end. As I watched him attentively, pull smoke through his cigar, exhale slowly, and seduce me with every masculine thing he does, the server returns. She explains that smoking is not allowed in the restaurant and that he would have to go outside. He sat and looked at her for a minute, smiling, so coy, and told her not to get her panties in a bunch, that she only wishes that his attention was on her, instead of the exotic sophistication he was smoking while he sat across from my stunning beauty. Although he paid a compliment to me, I was slapped in the face by his blatant, sudden, cockiness and everything that I had entertained as a possible conclusion to the evening was history. In one moment, he had crossed the line of confident to cocky and that was enough. I had to get out of that restaurant. I stood up, set my napkin on the table and said, “Call me next weekend.”

I didn’t want to throw in the towel too quickly. What’s a little cocky anyway? Isn’t it exactly what I wanted in the first place?

~ J. Lefever ~

(02/17/13)

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