A Theft Of The Heart

She counts 
all the men 
that have 
come and gone 
rise and fall 
tiny notches 
on her wall 
and they will 
never know 
what piece of her 
they have taken 
with them 
and it's not 
anything transparent 
or cliche 
words that rhyme 
or step away 
it's the subtleties 
in her voice 
the way she 
touched their brow 
and as they 
shuffle down the street 
straightening their tie 
and belt buckle
they will never know 
the wonder 
that she felt 
at their absence 
the after thought 
or the expression 
of sorrow 
for the lacking 
in how we have 
raised our boys 
and to her amazement 
there is no hostility 
only remorse 
for what they steal 
and never borrow 
...a theft of the heart

© 2015 TrilbyYates 

Cherished Memento

Taking a long deep 
beautiful breath in
Slowly accepting it,
gently holding it...
A cherished memento
Until the capacity 
of my lungs - fill
Feeling the pressure,
the build up,
the freedom,
and the release 
of all that has 
held me back;
kept me in my own
self imposed sanction
Long insightful walks 
down stone streets
City lights bounce 
and reflect from
subject to object
Shimmering affect 
like a pebble to water
dropped into the Fiume Arno
Rippling outward
without limitation
Image and vision
The imagination 
has no boundaries
My sense of compassion
and love;
my sense of wanting 
to explore 
and experience
- everything
Simply walking 
the streets at night 
Taking in all 
that is generously,
unconditionally offered 
Fills my heart 
Opens me up 
to all that is possible 
All that once
appeared dark 
now has a light 
shining with brilliance
Chasing away 
insecurities, fears
-  reluctance 
A smile from a stranger
Beautiful faces 
and engaging eyes;
meet, connect and hold
gently hold the moment 
like a treasured cherished memento

© 2015 TrilbyYates

Temptation

Yes, I let you hold my hand
and I held yours...
- acknowledging a perfect fit
Yes, I let you look into my eyes
I curiously looked into yours...
- I didn't blink or turn away
letting you past the walls of protection
Yes, I let you pull me close to you;
wrap your arms around me 
and kiss me passionately
Yes, I reciprocated without hesitation
Yes, a warm wind blew 
time stood still
- and yes my heart raced 
Yes, I was intrigued, flattered 
and slightly bewildered 
Yes, all your words rang true
- and yes I am attracted to you 
Yes, I have thought about you since 
Yes, I have dreamed about you
the moment you leaned in 
and took my breath away
...welcoming you with delight
Yes, I have wondered 
what it would have been like...
if we had spent the night together
...if only, if only
Yes, I smile at the thought 
of our stolen moment
Yes, it seemed you found 
what I thought I had lost
- and genuinely returned it
Yes, we connected
Yes, I have no regrets

You might ask me why - my simple reply
"I let you into my head but not my heart darlin..."
And yes I would do it again...

© 2014 TrilbyYates

Thread Of Intent

Gliding
through life 
holding onto 
what ever seemed 
to fit at the time;
- any given circumstance
But, truth be told,
truth to behold,
it never genuinely did 
Now, as I glance back
awareness is 
an acquired virtue,
an eye opener,
a solid transforming kick,
a heart stopping pause,
without hesitation,
deep breath - no room to exhale - moment
Off in the distance 
reflective brilliance glares,
reveals all the misfit 
sequence of events;
off the shoulder tie dyed 
one of a kind indiscretions...
And I have no one,
to share the blame
or the splendor
I walk my path alone;
a solo journey - er,
subconscious choice - I suppose
Worthy of mention 
in a high brow setting...
Dialogue superficial,
gender bias,
misogynistic over the top 
detachment of thought
Yet, time nor distance
can deter what has been
weaved together
united via a word,
a strangers glance,
an occasion shared,
 - deemed extraordinary

We are all connected,
a single thread of intent...


© 2014 TrilbyYates 

Love Chanting

Summer sun 
short circuit 
cuts directly 
from my brain 
to my heart
eyes close
and I can see
...a clear path  - to you

Each ray 
that shoots 
across the bow 
of this 
magnificent vessel 
mind and spirit
carrying with it 
a message
...of love - to you

Chanting with the tide 
full moon is on the rise

Goddess of Love
Goddess of Light

                                                               photo by TYates


© 2014 TrilbyYates 

Train Ride

                                                     Metro North ~ photo by TYates
Long train ride
NYC to CT
eyes close 
images sharpen 
and the senses 
seem unusually high 
and maybe 
it was the way 
you kissed me 
or the way your hand 
was gently placed 
in the lowest part 
of my back 
pulling me close 
swaying to the music 
dancing has never felt 
so seductive 
brushing my hair 
off my neck 
whispered words 
the rhythm 
soothing 
from the top 
of the crystalline 
mountain 
to the fiery depths 
of hell 
a moment in time 
holds tenderly 
perfection in memories
if nothing is accidental 
all has purpose and intent 
lessons lived 
and lessons learned 
explanations not needed 
when two ships 
in the night 
pass
and yet
remain connected -

...the conductor walks by, click, click...next stop Westport, walk two cars forward and watch your step... 

© 2013 Trilby