“Retrospective” By Robin Chapppell

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Don’t take me back there

To those cold nights when the sky fell on my head

The stars were thrown at me like sharp spurs

And I took the pain of every single one

Instead of red, I bled the color of a deep blue

The midnight one in the hundred color crayon box-

I would often show off for you like that

Pulling out the variety box in front of the entire class

Complete with the sharpener on the back…

Just for them all to realize exactly what they lacked

I gained more during those times with you

More than I ever knew could be realized

When I drowned in the midnight blue of the skies

A deceptive feeling of beauty between the ugly lines

I was crossed out as if I could ever be placed on a list

No access for me inside of a melancholy place like this

“Queen” By Robin Chappell

Rise and shine Queen, the sun is ready for you, elated by all your glory.

The Earth bestowing more time upon you, intently listening to light of your story

Anxiously tasting the nectar of melanin, the sweetest morning honeydew

Dreams of perfection and moments in heaven where no man is ready for you

When you look to your reflection and bathe in your glow

Others wonder what is your secret—what could you profoundly know?

Which heels have you trudged the world’s ugliness through?

Before they broke down on you and your stiletto snapped in two

Rise and shine Queen! Your individuality is what awaits

Time to tame your wild tresses, and straighten your crown—give the whole world a taste

They savor the yellow warmth of your life’s joy and taste the sunsets unexpired

Others unmercifully stare when the lady in bold reds and blues ravishingly takes the room

A style which never expires nor is compromised by what society agrees

The change in you is envious but they never saw the nights you fell to your knees

No one was there when you defeated yourself or the tragic doubts many minds never bare

They didn’t know you rose with such courage—picked yourself up by your teeth

Beauty and grace so obvious, they’ll never find what lies beneath

Rise my Queen! They should know how unstoppable you can be

No mountains, or winds, anyone’s hand, no vast oceans or deep blue seas

Only you know all that you need and all that you need is you

Rise and shine my beautiful Queen! The sweetest morning honeydew

“Gullible” By Robin Chappell

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As our breathing closely intertwines in the darkness of the forbidden

I show you myself and every part of my soul that I’ve kept hidden

Your hands and lips lightly brushing against mine sends fire through my spirit

It would be a lie astray to try and say this moment isn’t what I wanted

You pull me in and I push you away for the chance of another day

Begging you to once again leave the room, silent pleas not to love me

Saving you from heart breaking damnation of poison dipped toxicity

You continue your stay and complicate me, in your heart you refuse to believe

Give it enough time, a few stings of insults, and a sprinkle of horrendous pride

The painful moments of distrust paired with silently awkward car rides

I am not to love and love has never been for someone like me

A pain in my side buried too deep, it could never comfort nor relieve

So, please…as I tell you between anxious whispers to save your heart and yourself

That anything too sweet and savory is terrible for your health

For once I choose to be the better person and put all else above me

Deep in the midnight’s clutches

Past all the longing stares and touches

Requesting you place aside all the lust you seek

Begging for you not to make a mistake and love me….

“Morning Energy” By Robin Chappell

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I wake up and rise to the shine of your smile

Wrapped in a euphoria of touches, kisses and caresses

As you gently run your hand through my thick tresses

Wrapped in love and soaked in compassion

There are no doubts nor rugged edges of traction

Meeting me beyond halfway of my expectations

Each time you feed me drops of your soul

And nourish my body from head to toe

I know how real these moment set

Never the less and always the best

“Dirty Reflections” By Robin Chappell

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A fickle darkness surrounded what was

Where light once illuminated us both

It was so warm and inviting like a fire

Igniting the common sense we should know

It was too good and engulfed who we were

Innocence taken over by radical insolence

Convinced the end would never happen if we didn’t care

So much pride and so many dramatic times

Like thirsty leeches we could never release it

It was too familiar and comforting like a blanket of sun

Even when we stopped knowing we were not the one

When pain began to overtake the pleasure

We’d rather prick our fingers a hundred times

Than to step around and accept the truth

But in the darkness I suddenly let it go

I let it twinkle away like the death of a star

Putting the cherry on top and going afar

Souls tied with string that pull us along

No matter the pressure of trying to be strong

I can still hear you and get the signal

Every time you really think about me

Still refusing to let me go while you roam around freely

“Flawed Love” Robin Chappell

Sunshine and rainbows?

Isn’t that what they say love can’t always be everyday?

The sunshine you’ve instilled in me effortlessly breaks through our anger

Rainbows are the everlasting promise to patiently calm our nerves

I am not perfect and neither are you but we are deeply in love

So I never look for it when it comes to you

It’s the reason I feel so blessed with no recollection of stress

Beaming from the unconditional love of every action you do

Kissing my lips covered in the early mornings of my breath

Caressing my body tenderly when you feel it’s in need of rest

Before I have to ask, you’ve already conquered the task

Spoiling me and plastering smiles on my face without one drop of cash

I am not perfect and neither are you but we are deeply in love

I don’t have to look for it when it comes to you

Taste

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It’s all over your face

You love the way it tastes

Your favorite flavor to indulge in

So moist and rich it’s a decadent sin

Ensuring that you never waste one drop

Even if you could you would never stop

Smooth like milk and honey

Sweet and runny

Licking any traces from your fingertips

Then your fingers part my lips

Inviting me to taste a few of my sips

Flowing like nectar from a honey bee

An addiction always bringing you down to your knees

Most times you just face it

Other times you dive right in

Without it you get impatient

Demanding to know when you’ll have it again

It’s all over your face

You love the way it tastes…

Feel

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By Robin Chappell

Can I feel you?

Not just the outer you

Every soulful thing that you do

I want to lay up against smooth black velvet

I never want my intentions to appear misconstrued

I find myself researching you every day

Keeping record of every moment

I put the art of your heart on display for all to see

So they can feel you

I will get on a higher level

Just to gain a better view

I have looked all around up and down

You’re the only one that I can relate to

There is no drop of doubt

I know just what I need

Listening to what your story is all about

As I make the decision to invade your precious space

I put a smile on you as I trace the lines of your face

A promise of everlasting care

At heart I will hold the best interests you seek

Charging on full speed ahead

We know what we feel and we know what we said

Leading your heart until I fill your head

“Hurts So Good”

Robin Chappell

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Across my glowing face spreads a smile of deep satisfaction

Hours crawling by and I am still possessing uncontrollable reactions

Vivid memories flash through my unsettling head

I clench my legs together reflecting on thoughts of you in my bed

My skin adorning discrete and small marks of unmerciful passion

I wear them proudly throughout my day as if they are a new fashion

Aches and pains. Whip lashes and neck strains

Secret reminders from you for just a few days will remain

And it all hurts so damn good with only a small price to pay

Constantly looking forward to the odds and ends of you in my day

Releasing sexual frustrations on to me during several occasions

So much passion and chemistry, others question our stares and relations

Once your strong hands get a grip on my body I always lose control

Obligingly, you cater to my fetish for pain

I beg of you to never take it easy on me or feel like you need refrain

Treat my body as if it is impossible to break

Screaming out your name like I’m insane

You’re heightening my pleasures as you always should

You give me what I want

You push me to my limits

I’m never too shy to admit it and how it HURTS SO GOOD!