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The Tide

odonko-ba·October 21, 2016

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The Tide

written by: odonko-ba

@odonkoba

I remember

When we use to walk
Hand in hand

Unfettered
By societal glances

Love uninhibited
Two hearts that beat as one

When our bodies touch
And tongues entwined

Sleep deprivation insured us the Moment…

Would not could not
Be undone

No need for a
Sign on the door

Please do not disturb

For with every thrust

Our cries of lust
Left unconstrained

Was enough

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
She left me breathless I left these words

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odonko-ba

I might not be the smartest apple to fall from the tree but believe me, the resonance of my impact resoundingly reverberates the tree stirring emotions and messaging egos in quiet retribution. I am a moody anti-social introvert. Meaning: I Trust No One. My best friend is myself. My companion ~ my dog.
I write because I must. It is my life-line. My Beacon in a world cloaked in darkness, steadfast upon destruction, blinded by their own selfish needs...I write because I must, to maintain my sanity in an otherwise insane world.
Welcome to my humble sanctum

Lauren Scott

Lauren Scott writes poetry and memoir and enjoys the challenge of trying other genres. She has authored two collections of poetry: New Day, New Dreams and Finding a Balance. In 2021, she released her memoir, More than Coffee. She is a contributing author in the anthology, Poetry Treasures 2: Relationships, as well as in the upcoming anthology, This is How We Grow. Her fourth book, Ever So Gently, is a poetry collection to be published in June. She recently finished her first children's book and works with her illustrator with plans to release it this year. She lives in California with her husband, Matt, and their lab, Copper. They have two adult children residing on the east coast. Lauren's writing inspiration comes from her love of family, spending time outdoors, and finding joy in the simple things.

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