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Sweet Serenity

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I hear you speaking

Without saying a word

Loud and clear

In serene silence

Your eyes penning my pages

Putting poetry in position

To become my life’s passionate prose

You came from the light

A confident, enthralling glow

Illuminating secrets

Too powerful to protect

Exposing our stories

On front pages


Breaking news

A “just wow” kinda feeling

Lives lived in a love story

Reading between lines of lust

Chapters of truth

One chance

No sequels

Fearing dusty bookshelves

Where our passion is bookmarked

From a faraway couch

On a Saturday morning.



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Opening myself to your poem

Willing to flow with your rhymes

And fixate on your tones

The last time I fell in love

The lyrics sang like a blues song.

Does your love story

Live happily ever after

Will the audience give us

An ovation and shouts for an encore

Because the last time I fell in love

I stood alone

No encore

No sequel

No cast.

If I let you read me

Promise to turn the pages gently

Use your heart as my bookmark

Skim some sections

Study those in between

Sound out my syllables

Let them live on your tongue

Rest on your lips

And then create a love scene

Too passionate to be played

On my pages.



Suite 1124 on the 11th Floor

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bayview from above


The flight was quick

Even though anticipation dragged it into eternity

Franco arrived 20 minutes before Morena’s plane landed

Morena anxiously pulls her luggage

Searching the crowd for Franco’s smile

But dreading the possibility

that he may not even be there yet.


He watches and waits from behind tinted glass

He sees Morena navigating the tense crowd

Like a star falling in the sky

His hands clasping one another

As if to slow his heartbeats

Morena pauses, adjusting her shoulder bag,

And searches one more time for Franco.


Amir, Franco’s driver, stands curbside

by the Escalade limousine

Holding a “Morena, I’m Here” sign

That catches her frazzled attention

A frozen moment in time

reading the hand-written words

that grant her unspoken wish

Franco is here for her.


Her revving heart flutters

And heavy feet regain momentum

Anticipating an introduction

Morena approaches Amir

He knew exactly who she was

“Good evening Ms. Morena.”

He opened the rear door

Mechanical movements blended

with his proper greeting

Generating an inside-out charge

Where her child-like giggles and smiles

spoke volumes to Franco

Absorbing her through dark glass.


They had yet to touch

But their eyes fused

through the Tiffany blue light

inside the glitzy limo

As soon as Morena slid in.


Instantly passionate embracing


and loving sounds of longing

dissolved into Franco’s playlist.


Franco whispers, “I’ve been waiting forever.”

Morena fingers his strong jawline,

“I’m glad you saved forever for me.”

Franco pushes the button to speak to Amir

“Yes, sir?”

“Amir, take Morena and me to Suite 1124 on the 11th floor.”