Author: Catherine

there is a space in her soul

a space that cannot be seen

it cannot be measured

it cannot be described

simply because there are

no words to explain how it feels

there is an emptiness in her life

for opportunities missed and decisions made

the basic desperation for survival

a lack of knowledge

a thirst to know more

the fear of forgetting everything

there comes a time when peace

must be made with a mind that said “turn left”

and a heart that insisted on “staying the course”

for the mind and the heart

have a way of sabotaging common sense

while leading each other to self-destruction

this is the time to let it all go and

make peace with the past because

only forgiveness can cleanse the soul

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

House Of The Rising Sun
by The Animals

He sat very still as I applied red lipstick to his soft lips. I wondered if he would laugh but he did not – maybe he was afraid to see himself wearing my color. Perhaps the anticipation made his heart race rather quickly, causing him to be silent.

We both enjoyed the lipstick traces as they made a map around necks and shoulders and lower backs and bellies and elbows and foreheads and backs of knees and tops of feet, back to lips meeting lips after the color had worn off completely.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Straight To Number One
by Touch and Go