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
 
To view this piece on StuphBlog ~ Follow the link provided
 
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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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Waterless Tears

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Waterless Tears
 
Rendered powerless against time
I have become what I never wanted
Waterless tears have run dry
Numb is my constant state of mind
 
Wanting not what I have
I cannot escape the truths of my day
Warmth is but a distant memory
Smile is empty when I look to you
 
Finger tips in the water of the river
Flowing against the currents of time
Running from a place I knew
Forgetting everything I thought was mine
 
Echo echo, in the dark
I am standing here
I feel like I’m falling apart
Into a pool of waterless tears
 
All the times I cried for you
Just to be stripped bare of my identity
Once I stood so tall & strong
Now so little is left of me
 
I never thought my tears could run dry, oh
My heart has made a fool out of me
Waterless tears, an empty soul
Wasteland as far as the eye can see
 
~ J. Lefever ~
(03/08/13)
 
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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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Face in the Water

What an honor and a joy to write with such a beautiful, poetic soul as my sweet friend Alex. This is our first written piece together, but we have been exchanging words for some time now. I am blessed to have crossed paths with Alex, not only is he a fantastic writer, but he is a wonderful friend to connect with. Be sure to stop by his site FROM THE DARK and see for yourself his wonderful writing.

A poetic Duet written by Alexander Hicks & Think Speak Tryst

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Face in the Water

 

On a warm sunny day

I walked to the pier

Where I last saw my reflection
In the waters, in my fear

The person I saw
Was not myself
It was not my reflection
It was something else
 
I stared for a while
In disbelief
When you came along
And started to speak
 
You started to speak
Of things come and past
And I knew this exchange
Could very well be my last
 
I listen intentively
Your words like a song
Teaching me your wisdom’s
It has been so long
I found a strange comfort
In the stories you told
Of the heroes and villains
Of the young and the old
 
Your tales of bravery
Of strength & overcoming pain
Scars of your victories
Your tears turn to rain
 

As your tears began to fall

I had to wipe away my own

Knowing that my reflection
Is just myself when I’m alone

 

Written by Alex Hicks & Tryst

See Face in the Water by Alex by following the link

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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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