Dinah Washington/Marcie Eanes
No More Tears
A dab of my favorite perfume
sends me on my way.
Accentuating every inch,
my new red dress
hugs
like second skin
Shiny, spiked heels
mean
I'm in charge
All tears cried out:
you're now history
Time to strut with head high
accepting your final goodbye.
Now I'm free
Happy to see my dreams take flight
Tonight it's pleasure
simply for me.
Enjoying head-turning commotion
a sassy red dress
and mile-high heels bring
when presented with class
into a crowded room
Confidence glowing
with every shimmy;
flirting with admirers
near and far.
What A Difference Dinah Makes
That spat we had was awful
All the yelling and such,
but coming home
to the sounds of Dinah
Made things better.
Turning off all, talking until we reach the root
We kiss
Once,
Twice,
More
Dinah guiding us into longing arms;
connection more than words
Cuddle close,
we rediscover us
Delightful nuzzles
on a pleasant summer's eve
bring thrills
Glad 24 hours lay ahead...
Stroking our romantic night
into a soulful flame
Lovingly committed
to memory
Dinah's magic
intertwined
with our stirred passions.
Reversing Fall
You taught me
trust meant nothing
Pretty little lies
tumbled from
slippery lips
Luring me
from comfortable happiness
into sadness's dark abyss.
Now I sit alone
Crying, blaming self
Drinking and waiting hours
for you.
When we're together,
your touches feel
cold.
awkward,
hurried,
Always pushing me away.
I smell another's perfume
You laugh, leaving
without explanation
Pieces of me
stick to the soles
of your shoes
I gather
what's left;
Figuring out
how to save myself