DAYS ARE LONGER by Jeffrey Littrell

 

my muse

everyday you seem further away

more gone than the day before

 

my eyes

have grown vacant

and cold since your passing

 

my love

is like a pail of water

that I spill into the dirt

 

my heart

a pump no longer primed

with valves rusted shut

 

my journey

a labyrinth of turns

testing my sufferance

 

there was nothing

no farewell,

no sweet kiss goodbye

 

I lie here

my heart calcifying

trying to recall every detail about you

 

THIRST OF THE VAMPYRE by Jeffrey Littrell

 

your fragile heart pounded

so rapidly

as delicate as a baby bird

there was a leaf caught in your hair

a demure smile played on your lips

like a rhapsody

you gazed aloft, spellbound,

yielding…..

then, a hint of suspicion came

to your eyes

as your soft white neck

presented itself to me